So here's the deal with work today...
With the retail job, I'm making out the schedule between me and another gal while our other co-worker snowbirds in FL. All it involves is taking a form, selecting who's working what days, and writing "7-11" M-Sa, then "10-2" on Sundays. The other gal has asked to work weekends because it meshes with her other work schedule. Great!
So at 7:27 this morning, I get a call from her asking when the store opens. I had accidentally put 7-11 on Sunday, so she showed up at 7. She's worked at least the past three Sundays, and we've opened at 12 (necessitating being there at 10) every single time. She then asks if I can work for her today because "I just drove 45 min [from Bloomfield], and I'm not waiting around 2 hours." *sigh* So, I went in. Yes, my fault I wrote the schedule wrong, but any common sense would have said "That's wrong/unusual...you should ask."
And of course, my mental faculties were not at 100% because I just woke up.
Geh.