work....ugh....work

So this whole week at work has been crazy. One girl was out for half of the week because of the stomach flu, and the rest of the week because of getting her wisdom teeth removed (I love her today though because she came in at lunch time) and the receptionist has been out sick all week. She was in for about half an hour yesterday before she was sent home.

So all week I've been up front off and on. It's really hard for me to get my own work done, and it makes me mad being up there. It's not my job. Usually another of the girls would split the day with me, but she's not here today either. Argh!

Robin is my one saving grace. I've been working with her since Christmas or so, in AP. I really like to staple things together, so this is good for me. She always tells me how much she loves having me working with her, and how much we're getting done. Today she told me she would go up front after lunch for me, so I could get some of my own work done. Thank god for something. She's wonderful, and she knows how frustrated I was getting.

Because it's not just the up front stuff. I have to do my own work, and the other girl's work too. And answer the phone will up front. Somehow I have to try to run cheques for the US and Canada, and check and mail out about 200 work orders and invoices (not my job) plus inventory stuff that I have to do today after 4. I almost cired today. I get so stressed out and worked up. I enjoyed Chrissy's comment of "Wow who killed their last slave so you could have the job? " Thank you Chrissy! You make me smile when I want to pull my hair out.

Anyway, I just felt the need to complain. I feel better now that I've typed all of this stuff out. And now it's on to the rest of my day...joy!