The power has gone to my head...literally.

So everyone above me on the admin floor is out and I'm in charge. Three different people were telling me how to do the "have-tos" in their jobs(payroll corrections, deposits and change, and branch supporty things). Only one of them forgot to tell me that instead of names and words, they use number codes. Okay so I finally figure that one out. And for some reason people are sick today, which really normally never happens. Then I get a call about someone who has food poisoning and can't work tomorrow. Y'know, most people don't want to work on Saturdays, crazy library people are no different, they all have "things to do" or "places to go", yea whatever. Just kidding I don't mind being told no, I would've quit long before now if I did. Then, this crazy lady I work with who is probably in her mid-fifties (she has a 35 year old son) decides that it's miniskirt day (it varies between miniskirts and thongs) and I just didn't need to see that evar! But I get back to the library, fighting graduates and their families who can't seem to read or see the walk/no walk flashy signs. Apparently they don't teach symbols in college. So I get back and my eyes start itching and swell up and now my ears are itching and we've decided that it's all the power gone to my head. That was really all I wanted to say, but somehow it turned into a play by play of my day.