good god i ache

I'll probably quit my job tomorrow, they just don't pay me enough to take the shit I know I'll hear when I get in there in the morning.
There were three people there basically all day yesterday, up until I got there. The place was a pigsty, the floors looked like they hadn't been swept all day, they were covered with icing and frosting and broken cakes and not a one of them offered to help.
Dishes were left from 9 am on and they complained about having 'had to keep up with the dishes'. Bullshit.
Top that off with getting my period, recipe for disaster. My life bites.
One word from that woman tomorrow morning and I'm walking.