Well, I did it. I tempted fate, and fate bit me in the ass. Today was full-pay Tuesday. There were a lot of people there tonight that do not normally play, and we made a lot of adjustments to the program and pricing to account for the special. I spent more of the night answering questions than actively selling. And even though I was firing on all cylinders and had been having a great day, I still paid the wrong person out - $158, and he took it and said nothing. In fact, shortly thereafter, he took the money and bolted, leaving his wife there to tell us that he had to go to work and not EVEN being willing to call him.
Did I fuck up? Yes. Do I make that mistake often? No. In this case, I had to pick up more than one bingo and Brandy wasn''t able to get the payouts immediately ready because of something else going on. I distinctly remember thinking my winners were KeKe in fluorescent pink and Rico (Cassandra's husband), and after selling a few items in-between, I even looked back up to refresh my memory on where Rico was sitting, but it may have been a case of me having served Rico in-between or someone else saying Rico was asking for a previous game payout at the counter or similar. Somehow, HE got implanted in my memory erroneously.
After we pieced it all together, I told Cassandra that the $158 would come out of my paycheck and that this was my rent check. She did not say or offer much to rectify anything at all.
I have been so good with my money, too, stacking those Jacksons. It is going to make me sick if I have to pay that $158.
I didn't even make it home with half my tips tonight after paying for James's cigarettes in addition to mine, putting gas in the car, and grabbing a salad for dinner. I hinted maybe James should pick up an extra shift at work this week, but he didn't seem interested. We're getting to the point where I'm beginning to resent how much I've been helping him financially lately which makes me feel like an asshole after how much he helped me during the worst of my amnesia (and how he continues to help me, (not financially but in many other ways).
First half of the day - awesome.
Second half - absolutely sucked.
12:20 a.m. - 2022-10-05
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