Bad day

So Saturday I had to work at Gaston...It seemed like everything kept going wrong. I pulled the wrong drugs twice, entered a prescription wrong...um lets see what else, this lady starts pounding on the door after we were closed. Well, apparently I didn't make her enough copies and she was screaming at me and wouldn't leave, "I'm going to tell your manager". So we got into it, I know I made her those copies. Today, I found out I put the damn labels in the printer wrong and now its broke. I'm really paranoid I am messing up too much and they are going to get tired of it...I just feel like T-total shit right now.