Bro. Steve came over and dropped off a trailer-full of stuff for the sale. Bro. Jim and Ashley brought stuff, too. I helped Bro. Steve set up a canopy thing for the person with the money to sit.

I had to go to work, however, something that turned out to be terrible. I got there and the carts were like half-full. I clocked in and started immediately. It was hot and not once was I able to even fill the carts inside once. Once it was time for my lunch, which was pizza (7 slices, wow), the parking lot looked worse. They actually were almost out of carts. I brought them in as fast as I could but couldn't even get more than 2 of the 3 rows full and was constantly filling up the same row. By the time I took my last break, I had come out even, exactly how it looked when I got off lunch 2 hours ago. After my break, however, I could find no significant amount of carts outside except on the garden side of the store, so I took off for there. I hadn't been able to touch the carts over there all day and I made my way from there toward the front, putting carts where they are stored on the garden side before bringing them to the front. As little moving from there all the way to the front I could manage, the better. Once all the spots were full, I started bringing them to the front and found that they were completely empty and Travis on overnight maintanence was pushing some carts inside (he got hired on the same day I did). He came over to me and sounded upset, saying they were paging me repeatedly inside to get carts since they were running out and at first I thought he was upset at me but it turned out he was mad because all they did was page me while I'm "out here working my ass off" (as he said) and no one is coming to help me. He said he took it on himself to come help me since everyone inside was just being stupid (and a lot of other cuss words he described them as). Well, Christina came to help, too. Her brother, Support Manager Chris, called her because he was leaving and said he had said everyone can go. I stayed and finished the carts like I always do. At least I wasn't really tired or irritated. I had the song "Feeling Good" by Muse stuck in my head the whole time.