Got called in to work yesterday, as two of the evening employees had to call in. One was headed to the hospital, the other had some kind of emergency. Then I get to work and find a list of breads we were out of, which grew by two while I was there. Plus we ran out of tuna and grapes for kids meals.
Then one of the bread makers had a stack of buckets fall on them and cut their upper lip nearly through. It was swollen when I saw it and they refused-even when the manager told them to-to call in another bread maker and go to the hospital. It had finally stopped bleeding when I left after 9.
Ran into a brother of my uncle on my mom's side that I hadn't met before at work, as well as an aunt on the same side, and an old coworker.
Made for a rather interesting shift...