He thrusts his fists against the posts and still insists he sees the ghosts

I covered Da'Jae's shift today in For Love. It wasn't so bad, one of the managers brought me a box of new jewelry to unwrap and put out, so most of my time between customers was pretty well occupied.
At around 6:15 the other manager shouted my name like I had done something wrong, so I kind of freaked and asked her what was up. She said "I don't want you in For Love" which made me think I was doing something wrong or something, but then she said that there had been a lot of complaints about things being sent to the wrong sections from the fitting room, and so she wanted me to help out the girl who was in there.
According to Charanda (the main fitting room attendant since the store opened) there are three people who actually know what the hell they're doing in there. Her, Tasha, and me. (that makes me really happy, because I've only worked there a month. :-D)
Tasha and I were both working today, but for some reason, another girl (who I won't name) was working back there.
I came in at 3 and there was maybe half of one rack of go-backs, so it wasn't backed up at all.
By six-fifteen she had brought an extra rack in. The sorted rack was nowhere near full, and she had two full racks of unsorted things. She was just standing there. She said it was because she didn't know where anything goes, but she's been working there since the store opened, so even though they just re-arranged the store, she's had to go through this four times before, you'd think she'd be able to pick it up. And even if not, she could have asked for help. Also, there was a bunch of crap on the floors and pretty much nothing was buttoned, zipped, and tied, which we're supposed to do before we send things up to the front...so what did she do for three hours? Just stand there and walk people back and forth to fitting rooms?
Anyways, she went on her ten minute break, so Tasha started helping me out. In that ten minutes we got half of a rack sorted. It's really not that hard.
When she got back Tasha and I took our 30-minute together, and when I got back from that, I got really sick. To the point that I actually threw up. So I got permission to leave when I was done with my job, instead of sticking around to help everyone close.
Despite that, I had to go into the fitting room (which is pretty much always crazy hot) and sort out two full racks (because apparently she didn't know the location of anything anyone tried on during my break.) alone, while she was on her 30. For some reason everyone in the world decided that was when they would try on their clothes.
On the bright side, one of those people was Katie T. and another of them was Sara S. So that was pretty awesome. <3<3<3 But I couldn't stop and talk to them because of everything that had to be done.
Nikki (manager) wanted the go-backs completely done by 8:30. I didn't end up finishing until exactly 9. But luckily I think she understands that it really wasn't my fault... I was kind of thrown in at the end to try to repair the situation. And I wasn't exactly in top form at the time.

So basically my day sucked, other than these few points:
Some random hispanic girl was booty-dancing in front of the fitting room mirror to Technologic. I'm pretty sure she thought noone was watching. It was hilarious.
Katie and Sara! <3

Um.
Yeah.
That's about it.
XD

Tomorrow I get to go back and do it all over again! Yay!!


Oh! Also, my dad gave me the money to get my car fixed, so that will be happening early next week. Hooray!!!