Ken Alessi

One of my coworkers was desperate for someone to cover her Saturday shift. She spent two days asking around, and when nobody else volunteered, she came to me. I told her I’d do it, but only if she took my Tuesday evening shift the following week. She agreed immediately. Not just a quick “okay” either. She thanked me repeatedly, said I was saving her, and promised she’d absolutely return the favor. So I covered her shift. Fast forward to the day she’s supposed to cover mine. Around noon, I get a text. “Heyyy, I’m really sorry, but I don’t think I can take your shift tonight. I stayed out super late and I’m exhausted.” My shift didn’t even start until 5 PM. I was already annoyed, but then another message came through. She said maybe I should just work the shift myself and tell everyone I decided I wanted the hours after all. Then she added…….