Slackin'

After much negotiation we managed to have our break moved again to avoid the massed crowds. So the grumbling calmed a bit, except that they changed our seating plan, sort of like grade school, to seperate talkative friends, or people who laugh too much. Then they broke out the previously secret "big book of performance" to show who was slacking, and who wasn't. Apparently I have 24 unaccounted for minutes in my log. That means that there were 24 minutes throughout the seven hour shift during which I wasn't working or on break. I had better shape up I guess. Originally she told me 64 minutes, but then it turned out that she couldn't count.