The Kelly Tug-of-war

I was booked in due to go to the Taunton store tomorrow and Friday… My manager didn’t want me to go. I had been away from my own store for nine months (due to my leg) and they were refused any admin support, so it was understandable that when Taunton requested my assistance for a couple of days, he didn’t want me to go. I was also pretty pissed off with the idea.
My manager had said to me earlier in the week that I wasn’t going to the other store and he had agreed that with one of the regional managers who said that I need to focus on my own store for a while. I was happy with that suggestion and completely agreed! So I thought nothing of it until the manager of Taunton called me at 6pm to arrange where to pick me up from. I explained to her that I needed to stay in my own store and that the second in command of the region wanted me in my own store also.
However, she was having none of it and demanded that I work in her store for the following two days. I gave up and agreed.
At about half eleven at night I had a message come through from the Taunton manager saying “Lets forget about the next couple of days. Too many knickers getting twisted about it. I can’t be bothered. Thanks anyway.”