My Inaugural Rant

Inaugural. Why use such a big word? Does it make me sound smarter? Sometimes I don't feel very smart. Maybe possessing a large vocabulary and coupling that with proper use of the Enlish language is the only leg up I have on most people. It is how I feel sometimes.
I have been at work for the majority of the day and am feeling supremely taken advantage of. The part-time job that I have is a good one. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate the fact that I have someone willing to employ me part-time every other week while pretty much allowing me to set my own schedule. I work at a drive-through convenience store and I have made the place very much my own. I was hired originally three years ago by different owners. They were on their way out and I filled the hours they needed to secure new ownership and see themselves out the door. I have been there for nearly three years now. A year longer than the current owner. It was an awful transition and a lot of the customer base left when the store changed hands. I won't get into all of the reasons why, but I know that I am probably the reason that he was able to even keep the store open after the first year. I knew all of the customers. I helped the new guy reorganize the entire store. I told him the kind of products that we needed to get in the store and keep in the store to attract new customers (i.e. expanded wine selection, assorted micro-brews, high gravity beer, etc...). I painted the interior myself and re-arranged the signage while I was working a 15-hour shift one Saturday and my boss was in the Bahamas. Needless to say I am invested. Customers come in just to see me. But I am considering quitting.
I don't really want to, but none else seems to give a rip about the place but me. I come in for a shift and the place always looks like a trailer park after a tornado hits. Noone cleans up after themselves. Every trash can is always fill. I swear the floor did not see a broom since the last shift I worked. The boss employs his significant other's son to work the morning hours. I am being as tactful as possible by saying the kid is an idiot. He can't count so the register is always off. He refuses to clean anything let alone re-stock anything. He tells customers that we are out of things that we aren't rather than take a couple of minutes and walk to the storage cooler and see what we have. Sometimes the have come in later in the day when I am here and asked for the same item and I have had it to give to them. The customers tell me this. That's not even all. I just don't have all of the words necessary to tell all that he does and doesn't do. How does the owner not see that this kid is driving the customers away.
The owner is never here. He will leave the store for days and come in just to pick up the money from previous days business. He doesn't get orders in on time. We have a regular customer base that come in every day and expect for us to have what they have been buying from us each time they come in. It is inexcusable for me to have to tell someone that we don't have their wine or beer because the ones responsible for ordering those items neglected to do so. All I can do is shrug my shoulders and say I will do my best to see that we have it next time and watch them drive off to Walmart or the store across the street. I can't ask for a raise because the store doesn't make enough. He doesn't work the store himself he would rather pay out his earnings in labor.
Well I need to start getting the store ready to close. I need so set myself up for success (imagine that!) since I am going to open up tomorrow.
Sweet.