Counting Down the Days

The days are closing in and soon enough the store I work at will be closed.
For the past three years or so, I've been working at Boutique Colette. A women's clothing store for more or less the older generation, let's say mid 30's to whatever. In November, we learned that business was not good and and that the owner was trying to sell the company but failed to do so. We were all informed that the latest that we would be open would be the end of January but it could be any time before that.
I've complained a lot about where I work to the people around me, saying the pay is shitty and the women I work with are more difficult that a bunch of kindergarten kids, but it does make me sad to think about it all coming to an end. I absolutely adore the people I work with, and it's one of the reasons why it was always hard for me to want to leave.
Anyways, in the past few days, the two other stores that were in the mall that belonged to the same company, closed. All their stuff was sent over to our store. Last week, the store was practically empty, now it can hardly hold what's on the racks. What's worse is that tomorrow, we're receiving 5000 more pieces from a warehouse store that also closed. I can't even imagine it! I've been working 40+ hours and my body is running on empty. I wish I could stop now, end it, but I know the worst is yet to come. It's strange how human behave when there is 50%, 60% and now 75% off. They see yellow signs and its like DING DING DING! what a deal! GRAB WHAT YOU CAN!!! They're animals I say, animals. It's kind of disgusting, actually.
Yesterday we got in 1600 pieces from a store in a Quebec that closed and while I was opening boxes, people would just crowd around me and try to touch the things I just took out, even though before they can go on the floor I have to make a count and make sure everything matches. But no, people can't even wait two minutes for me to do that, they use their dirty fingers and try to grab the first things they see. The only good thing about this happening is that it gives me a chance to yell at people and tell them to go away! haha.

A few questions that I am asked frequently at work that make me want to scream:

1. Are you closing?
YES goddammit. Are you blind or just stupid?

2. Did you find yourself a new job?
How is that any of your business, and what does it matter to you anyways. Do you just want to pity me?!

3. How much is this?
FIGURE IT OUT ITS NOT HARD. Duhh. 100 - 75% = 100/4=25$ or just anything divided by 4!

4. Can I have the hanger?
No, you can BUY hangers. people think everything is free. -_-'

Some situations that make me want to punch people in the face:

1. When there's a lineup at the cash and people come up to me who weren't in the line and expect to be served. But then I get to yell and tell them to go away. hehhehe

2. Stupid people in general.

This entry is long enough! I have too much to rant about work. but YAY for two days off. :D