ugh.

I was looking forward to a quiet, enjoyable shift tonight. We're at 40% occupancy, almost all of which is airline crews. I was on the schedule alone.

Then M. came in and shot that all to hell.

Pet peeve of mine: new employees who think that they know everything so cannot be bothered to ask before they fuck something up royally.

Pet peeve next: new employees who believe they know more than anyone else how the shift "should be" even when they haven't bothered to learn it the way it is.

Pet peeve next: stupid people who can be shown the same thing again and again, do it every time they come in, and still do it wrong when they see it again.

He screwed up checking out the master account for the airline phone calls -- which I told him I would do! -- necessitating getting a manager to fix it.

He's not supposed to be here in the first place, but S. told him he could help. Except he is not helping, he is complicating my shift and I'm spending more time cleaning up his messes than I would have done just going through my daily routine!

I swear, if he touches anything else, I'm going to strangle him with my bare hands. No jury in the land would convict me.