The Infernal Machine Wins Again!!

 Oh what a day .... there's a song in there somewhere.  102 on the schedule for today, 106 tomorrow, meaning I'm not going to get much packing done.  I'm going to turn on the fridge Thursday night and hope it gets cold enough to keep my food frozen by Friday morning.

Speaking of which ... remember the beautiful golden brown chicken pot pie that I cooked in the oven?

I took the recommendation to just cook it in the microwave.  It takes SO much less time.  Notice the difference?  It looks like me at the end of winter before I get any sun.  Didn't they used to put them in a box with a weird lid that would brown it?  No such thing any more.  I ate it, but it wasn't crunchy or all that tasty.  On the other hand, I didn't have to MAKE it, so there's that.

My company was off early to an appointment, and though she volunteered to work Bingo, I think she had second thoughts and went home instead.  Or maybe she remembered all the things I've told her about being a volunteer!!

It was hot once again, so Coop and I stayed inside most of the day.  These temperatures are wearing on me.  I went in to the lodge early, only to find the accountant was out for the afternoon, so I got nothing done.

The knights met upstairs as usual, where I sipped a cold one (Coke) and they ate popcorn!!  I was feeling pretty good because this is the last one I work for THREE weeks.  Oh YEAH!!!!

So here we are, getting ready for the rush.  I handed over the blue quilt to its new owner, who was very happy with it, as was all her seat mates.  That was good because I was a little worried about it.  

I opened the doors at 4:20 and right off the bat we had BRA money.  Really?  It's a hundred and something out, everyone is sweating up a storm and you hand me BRA money?  I declined and she had to use her debit card instead.  Not that it made much difference, because you KNOW where THAT was kept.  At least I didn't have to hold the card.

I got some good news from the King of the Castle.  Those little red tickets?  We give out pull tabs if your number is drawn.  Well they are not printing those pull tabs any more, and anything else will cause us to lose too much money.  SO .... NO MORE LITTLE RED TICKETS!!!  The other cashier and I did a big HIGH FIVE!!  She's not thrilled I will be gone for the next two bingo nights, but she can handle it!!

There weren't too many complaints on this night, except for when the caller decided to tell some lame DAD jokes in the middle of calling a game.  The pitchforks and flaming torches came out, but lucky for him, he was able to dodge MOST of them.  I don't think he'll do THAT again!!

For the first time in a long time, I decided to take a chance on the payouts.  I upped them to the max.  Sadly, our floor guys didn't sell much, so I knew I would be short.  When I finally rang out the register, I went into shock.  $250.00 short!!  What?  NO WAY!!!  Yes WAY!  That's a payout amount, so maybe we paid someone twice?

I'm freaking out ... the din from the Bingo room is LOUD so I can't think, and the infernal machine kept ringing up one penny instead of $25.00.  To make it worse, three men were standing there saying ... is she done yet?  Is she done yet?  Can we put the stuff away?  

NO she is not done yet because nothing is balancing.  To make it worse, the tiny calculator I have to use doesn't work like any other calculator.  Frustration ensued.  At long last I just counted up the money and was $15.00 short.  That's acceptable, but it didn't match the numbers on the printout.  The Infernal Machine WINS AGAIN!!  

To finish out the night on a high note, I completely forgot to wipe it's memory clean.  And so today I get to go back once again to make sure it's little brain starts over from scratch next time.  At least I won't be there when that happens.  Better luck to the OTHER cashier!!