The Frustration continues

Last night was fine, until closing out. I won't go through the step by step frustration. I will just say at 5am, the numbers were still not comming out right. What Jared said the bank was didn't match DJs sheet and our till was at least $100 short by the math. Everytime I added it up it came out different, and I couldn't figure it out. And I figured out why when I added 900 something + 300 something and 700 something. The calculator had been fucking up the past hour, making it an already difficult situation fucked. Some of the credit cards were obviously rung in as cash, at least I hope, or they weren't rung in at all, and when I adjusted it at the end of the evening, there was a $9 differce in the total and the total receipts. Having done all the pay outs earlier that night only added to the math and possible errors. Chris was tired of waiting and just said to put it all in the envelope and they would straighten it out the next day.
I hate that. I have always been anal about my tills. I have been famous at my past jobs for having exact tills. The system has to change.

And in other news.... the last shot that I know of for a home for Greyman has fell through. The supposed kitty ranch that takes leukemia kitties doesn't take leukemia kittys. I am at a loss. The one thing I do know is I will not let this happen to him.

Ug. Must go to Dark Sparkle and dance my blues away.