pissed off at myself.

I have managed to:

1. Issue a coupon that doesn’t say “one per customer” and the same lady is buying a bunch of merchandise at 40% off that I just went downtown and bought. Walking about 1/2 a mile in the mist with a bag of merchandise with my muscles spasming… all so she could get it at cost. I’m such an idiot.
2. Drive out of the airport with my parking brake on… it sounds like I have a flat… I drive blocks with my hazards on while crying that I’m going to be late for work, have to deal with the car etc. (It’s a new-ish car)
3. Because of the airport drive and mishap… I missed my shower this morning… I underestimated how much time it would take to go to the airport.

For a few weeks, and all of last December, I had carafes of coffee out for customers… I didn’t have time to stop at starbucks today… someone brought in their commuter mug and said…”I thought you would have coffee!?” with a sour face and threaded plastic lid in their hand…

“Wrap this $3.00 ornament”… breakdown… I make $1.50 on that $3.00 ornament. The bag costs me .30 cents, tissue .25 cents and the bow… about .25 cents. That’s 80 cents. So, that $1.50 profit turns into 70 cents profit. OH, you are paying with a credit card? Let’s now call that 45 cents profit. Thanks SO much for your business!!!

FU*K. I want to close. Who can I pay to come in and clean this up for me? I’m dreading the paperwork, cleaning, packing and thought that someone else will come in… but… if I can’t make it… nobody can. And fu*k you for thinking I’m being cocky. Sure, I had cash flow issues… but I sort of kick ass in the work department and stay dedicated when I need to be. You may think this is your fault but it’s not.