paid to sit on my @$$

When I was working last night, the closing supervisor said something about my anniversary being today. I thought it was odd, but I didn't expect a cookie cake and a $50 giftcard to a steakhouse when I got to work today. I also didn't expect to be told to sit and hang out while others did my job.

I have to stay my shift to be paid my hours, but I don't have to do anything.
I don't hate my job, but my coworkers do.  It's not something that is to be blogging about but there are days like today that merit such. Two years cleaning a carwash sounds bad but I have people who care about my staying. I am fine with it as long as I can physically and financially manage to do so.