No Good Awful Day

I went to work and the doors were padlocked. The owner is trying to figure something out and is continuing to pay me , but I don't know for how long or if I'll have a job for much longer. I guess I'll give them a day or two then start polishing up my resume. The anxiety is killing me! I LOVE my job! I love the Gallery, I love the work, I love the people! I don't want to be a greeter at Wal-Mart. I'm not old enough!