Scheduling likes to fuck us at my store, too. It's rough, man. The other day I opened at 6, went to 10 with nobody else, the guy who came in is a retiree who hates doing any lifting, and the next guy came in at one. 

He was alone after I left at 3. 

Fucking 3. To 10. Alone. We work in paint, which is one of the first things you see upon walking into the store.