What-chu Talking About Willis?

so, today. today. today. today.

the new schedule came out, and i was happy. it was relatively pain free.

or so i thought.

apparently, with General Conference looming like a thunderous cloud

over the likes of LDS cashiers who are not able to partake in such spiritual feasting because

they have to work, i thought that i was going to catch at least some of the talks on

Saturday. turns out, i'll be able to catch exactly 1/8 of the expected 1/2 of the

Saturday talks that i thought i'd be able to listen to.

why you ask?

well, let me tell you.

i was put "in charge" as lead cashier for the closing shift on Saturday. where there is usually

only four closing cashiers, there are now F I V E. mind you, on a Saturday that is pretty much doomed to be slower than molasses on a frigid winter morning. and only one closing job coach

who has so much more authority than i do.

anyway...

my authority only covers my till. not harry, joe and curly's.

i can't sign in or sign out Bishop's orders.

i can't tell customers that the price on the doll will not change no matter how much money they don't have even though the cashier has already told them that it won't change regardless of whether or not they call their supervisor over.

i can't boss people because they know that i'm not really the front end supervisor.

i'm just there.

an extra body.

someone who is supposed to look like they know what they're doing.

i really wish someone else would be in charge. or that i could not be there to close. i already close twice this week. well thrice with the new edition of the schedule. i love conference. i do. i just wish that it wasn't going to be all girls closing on Saturday while a great number of the male population in Utah attends the Priesthood session of conference.

ergo, i'm proud of you boys.

i salute any Priesthood bearing male who gives up his time on a Saturday evening to attend such a meeting. even when you might have other things to do. even if you'd rather be doing something else. i salute you because you are going.

i just wish that i wasn't the one being left in charge so you can go.

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