And I’ve survived another Saturday. Every week I remind myself how much I want to quit this job. I came in at 6am.. one bar’s pitcher rinser was flooding the floor every time we used it. One bar was leaking out of its side. One drain was slowly mysteriously leakin into the lobby.There was no mechanic, there was no milk, we were out of half our products and the lobby was full. We worked in a swap, 1 person no called no showed, another was hours late and customers chose violence today.. what happened in your Saturday Shit?