Maybe Were Crazy

I went in to work at 730 this morning. 2 of the other techs were there at 730 as well so the 3 of us could unload the truck before we opened at 800. The store manager was scheduled to open so he should have been there at 730 as well. Well 735 rolls around and hes still not there so the 3 of us start unloading everything and put it in the parking lot so the driver can get to his next stop. Around 830 (yes half an hour after were supposed to be open) some of the customers waiting up front come to the back (where we are hiding) and ask whats going on. We explain that our shit head manager is now over an hour late and that until he gets he we cant get into the store. By this time at least 4 customers have left angry and the remaining 2 have been in better moods. Its now 845 and an ugly red Ford Escort pulls up with our fearless leader. I decided that today would be a good day to take a personal day and told him that I was doing so. He said OK and I went home.