SBG and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

What made it bad? I don't know, but everyone pissed me off. It started with Charlie in #319 stealing someone's basket right out of the laundry room...because he thought they left it there because they didn't want it. In the middle I had psycho from #530 trying to hit on me *again*. Then a customer service beeotch really sniped at me for simply trying to help her do her fucking job by providing her information...

GRRRRRRRR.

I need a nap. And chocolate. And I won't be getting either anytime soon.