Finished my first shift

For work.

And boy am I tired.

So, this morning. I went to school, and when I checked my phone break time, I had a missed call. From ASDA. So, I phoned them back. She had said something over the phone about me not turning up for a shift I was supposed to have yesterday night.

I had no idea I even had the shift.

So, I apologised to my manager, whom I met today, by the way. He said it happened often. Okay. So, maybe this woman isn't exactly the most organized. There are moments I feel that my brain isn't there either...

But yeah, it was really hard. I was on the pizza counter. There were supposed to be five of us. There was only two of us. Me and this other woman. So, it must have been bad for her, because I didn't know anything, and she had to basically handle most of it on her own.

Though, by the end, I  can officially say to you, that I'm trained to make a halfway decent pizza.

And I also smell like one.

Lol.

Anyway.

I'm too tired to talk about anything else. Gareth, my manager, said he'd get her to ring me if I was working tomorrow.

Sounds like fun, eh?

Night!