aunt-tier supervisor seems miffed about me only working on two of the three tickets she assigned to me.
We went to a wedding on Saturday that started at 6:30, for some ungodly reason. The bride actually initially said "no children". So I was like "Well, I'll stay home with the baby, if you want." But then she said, "well, okay. your baby can come for the ceremony and cocktail hour." Which means we both had to go, but that we couldn't stay for dinner, because baby.
And just a generally frustrating night last night and this morning.