At work, we have a company that keeps track of our schedule. Type in your code and viola, your schedule appears. So, I had requested time off for my Santa gig, and then the Santa gig was taken away from me. My boss told me that the schedule for this week had already been done, and I was off until Friday, and to check the website for the schedule. On checking it three or four times, I kept telling her that nothing was there, so, she said I was off until Friday. I said to her face, "so, I have the week off?" She said, "I have you in on Friday." So, tonight working late at my other job, when I get a text from work asking why I am late. I proceeded to spend the next half hour texting work and my chef, trying to figure it out. Bottom line, I get tonight off so I can clean the house and make a little girl a superhero cape for Christmas. But it was like pulling teeth.