Arrrgh

Frick. As I continue my babysteps into whipping things into shape for z's possible visit (I like to err on the side of caution when potentially jinxing things) I checked my vacation hours at work. We switched over to a new system so instead of them listing my time off in days, now it's hours, which is a bitch. I'd checked it before and it made no sense, but since things were kind of glitchy that day, I thought I'd wait for a less glitch-filled moment to double check.

Yeah. The hours still show up as 15.something or other. Which is simply not possible. I should have 4 days of vacation left. I... don't. So I sat there and thought about things and then went back to see what the hell happened. July and June were fine, but in May someone put in my sick days as vacation days. Uh, wtf? No.

So now I have to throw myself on the mercy of the Store Manager and figure out the proper words to get my sick days swapped in for vacation days. In theory this shouldn't be a huge deal because the mistake was someone else's and it's not like I don't have the time. But it'll mean reminding him that I was sick and this makes him cranky. On the other other hand, it'll also point out that I haven't called out in awhile. Yay?

Blergh. This of course happens when I feel like crap and want nothing more than to call out sick today.

But I won't!

Unless I actually move beyond feel like crap and into "medic!" territory. Which I'm not seeing happening.