Work, Work, Work

I went into work tonight, having left a bit early to account for the nasty roads and the 15 miles under I always manage to drive when it's that nasty out. I barely made it to work on time as there was a car accident that blocked my turn for a while. >I need a great rolling eyes graphic here.<

We share tips at work, which occurs in many places, but for Pete's sake! When there are 3 people taking care of the flow that only one and maybe a few moments of help from a manager are needed, no one is going to make a dime. I took it upon myself to even ASK to close down the Tiki bar (bar I was working tonight) as it was so slow. That didn't happen and I was ready to run out the door hours before I finally was able to leave after closing the bar down.

Tomorrow will be another one of those nights, I'm feeling. I have to be at work for a grueling 11 hours and they are all going to tick by rather slowly as most people don't appreciate having to fight slick roads and horrible drivers just for a good time. I'm definitely not one of the few that would venture out. Oh well, it's another day in paradise...