Who else hates Sunday? Is it just me or is it the day of dread? Bit of a rant ahead.
I've been in work today, dealing with customers whingeing at me because they can't try clothes on and the returns policy stinks and why cant I bend the rules for them just this once, Pinky and Berky turn up to fix a leak that was reported 6 months ago and a area manager that didnt inform anyone of Pinky and Berky's arrival.
Cue phone calls trying to work out why 2 random men have arrived in store and an irate area manager who is annoyed that I've dared to disturb her precious day off.
On top of everything, DH is in a grump for whatever reason and my 4 year old is refusing to leave me alone so I can do lunchbox, uniform etc.
I just want to hide with a bottle of wine and stuff my face with Christmas chocolate 😤😢. Anyone else not feeling sundays?