No newbie today. She "had plans" for the weekend. Maybe Monday around 10 if she finishes the video training. Fat lotta good that did me this morning.
The good news is that manager told me she's "open" to early hours. Fine! Let her start at 5 or 6, and I can work 7-12. Probably only in my dreams, but we'll see.
I had two Karens today. After one of them was gone, I started crying. I hope she gets warts and ugly toenail fungus. What a beeyotch! While I was
trying to help the first one, another one showed up and just started blathering on about the loaf of bread she was holding being too big and demanded that I count out half the slices and discount it. What? What's more, while I was talking to the first one, the second one just marched up and started talking over her like she wasn't even there.
Then there was the phone call from somebody insisting that I was customer service because that's the number she asked for. Being the Luddite that I am, I had no idea how to transfer a call. Suggested she call back, and when she objected, told her it was too noisy to hear her, thanked her for calling and terminated the call.

I was in a snit. A turbocharged, 12-cylinder Snit. Not a 4-cylinder, not a 6- or an 8- or a 10-cylinder. A 12-cylinder Snit. It's a good thing the clock finally struck 12. Hickory Dickory. That mouse couldn't run up there fast enough.
I'm getting too old and too crotchety to deal with the unreasonable and demanding public.