I fucking hate my job

Busiest day EVER. Didn’t get a moment’s peace the entire night. it was one messed up mishap after another. had someone break a bottle of iced tea in the middle of the floor and then leave without letting us know they did it. Didn’t discover it until God knows how long later, when I happened to be out on the floor straightening the shelves. Not only did the person who broke it not bother to tell us, but lord knows how many other customers AFTERWARDS didn’t bother saying anyhing either. And a little bit later, someone spilled coffee all over the damned floor! and guess what- they didnt say anything either! fortunately that time another customer almost slipped on it before we stumbled upon it, so naturally she came bitching to me about it. AAAAARGH. Bunch of savages in this town! And then to top the perfect night off, the person who was supposed to relieve me didnt show up until almost 2 hours after they were supposed to get there, so i had to stay late.