Calling it a night.

I cannot believe how bad I am at closing my store. I know what needs to be done in general, but my sense of timing is way off. The last half hour is a mad dash to do everything and we still get out late every time. This kills me.

I am a perfectionist when it comes to work. I didn't get my credibility as a supervisor by wearing a smile and kissing ass. I get shit done. Period. And that's how it needs to be, always. After I come back from vacation, I'm coming up with a detailed strategy for success because I'll be damned if anyone ever has a chance to say, "Aw man, I have to work with Jes!" Um, NEVER IN YOUR LIFE.