Things Which Are Bullshit

Today, our custodian tells me that the cult who typically meets on Thursday nights is meeting on the 2nd. This in spite of the fact that I have been asking our production manager to confirm their meeting time literally since November and was told, "Oh no, they're not meeting." The custodian tells me that the information HE was given was, "Oh, yeah, they emailed me two weeks ago, I said it was fine." So, now I'm working a 13 hour day on Thursday because fuck me; no other staff is available.

Today, our resident community theatre says, "Oh, by the way, can you kick some season ticket holders out of their seats for this one performance in two weeks? We need the seats so we can film." It's not like their performance calendar hasn't been set in stone since BEFORE the season tickets got renewed, or anything.

Today, we noticed that a staff member at our satellite location (who aren't supervised by us in spite of doing almost the exact same damn job, due to a weird separation of powers that we inherited) sold a ticket a couple weeks ago to someone. They failed to capture any contact information and also failed to give them the ticket. I have no idea what's going to happen when this nameless patron shows up to whatever show they think they have a ticket to, but I've been trying to communicate that to as many people as possible.

Tonight, I'm at home, pajamas on, in bed. "What are you doing tonight?" "...I'm doing it." "No! Go do something!" "What?" "I'll give you money." "I don't want money, you tell me what the hell I'd 'go and do.'" Because I don't want to be anywhere with alcohol or other people, and those are your fucking options on New Year's Fucking Eve. Just let me be.

People fucking suck.