I Should Be Pissed

And maybe I am, a little bit. I get called out at 4am this morning, and make a removal that is at least an hour away. I get back to the funeral home around 6:45am, then head home for a quick shower and breakfast, then back to work by 8am. Turns out the call I made will have visitation this Sunday, with burial on Monday, which would be my day off next week.

Well, after lunch, Errand Guy never came back. So this makes the fourth day this week he's done that. Left early Monday, Tuesday, Today...had Wednesday off. Due to this funeral being on Monday, I will probably have to come in and work on my day off, or trade it for a different day off next week. So Errand Guy gets all this free time, and I'm working on my day off. You know what? I am pissed.