Geez. What' a girl gotta do to get FIRED???
Night job - In case you haven't already heard, I really tried to get myself fired last weekend. I yelled at the boss of night job on the phone. (I use "yell" interchangeably with "pointed out one's assholic tendencies" - I rarely yell at anyone... not passive/aggressive enough.) (WOW! Chew on THAT sentence structure!)
Last night was my first time working with night boss since "the incident" and I went in there TOTALLY prepared to either be fired or to quit the second he opened his mouth to me. You can imagine my shock when I, instead, was greeted with this:
"I owe you an apology. I had absolutely no right to talk to you the way I did. I want you to know that I would hate for the store to lose you. You're alway so polite and friendly to everyone, and you have more knowledge than the majority of the people working here. I hope you can forgive me and I ask that you please understand that the holidays can bring out the worst in people. Still, that's no excuse. I'm genuinely sorry."
*jaw drop* AND there were people around. Employees. Whoa!
Night job - Brit Manager - I *love* him. I don't care what is coming out of his mouth... he always cheers me up. Last night, as I walked in prepared to do battle with Night Boss, he looks at me and says, in his adorable accent, "Where's your fizzle?" *puzzlement* "Y'know... your fizzle? You're always smiling when you come in here - looking like you're up to no good. Everything alright?" Adorable. I need him to NOT be 21. And I need him to ADORE me back.
Speaking of crushes - I am finding that I am sizing up every male the crosses my path. Can't say I've ever really felt like I was on the prowl, but I do now. Weird.
Art/Science guy - *yawn* He's not fawning over me appropriately. *reconsiders*
Mom - Why can't I make myself get my house clean so I can be ready for her arrival? *whine*
C'mon vacation!!!!
Last night was my first time working with night boss since "the incident" and I went in there TOTALLY prepared to either be fired or to quit the second he opened his mouth to me. You can imagine my shock when I, instead, was greeted with this:
"I owe you an apology. I had absolutely no right to talk to you the way I did. I want you to know that I would hate for the store to lose you. You're alway so polite and friendly to everyone, and you have more knowledge than the majority of the people working here. I hope you can forgive me and I ask that you please understand that the holidays can bring out the worst in people. Still, that's no excuse. I'm genuinely sorry."
*jaw drop* AND there were people around. Employees. Whoa!
Night job - Brit Manager - I *love* him. I don't care what is coming out of his mouth... he always cheers me up. Last night, as I walked in prepared to do battle with Night Boss, he looks at me and says, in his adorable accent, "Where's your fizzle?" *puzzlement* "Y'know... your fizzle? You're always smiling when you come in here - looking like you're up to no good. Everything alright?" Adorable. I need him to NOT be 21. And I need him to ADORE me back.
Speaking of crushes - I am finding that I am sizing up every male the crosses my path. Can't say I've ever really felt like I was on the prowl, but I do now. Weird.
Art/Science guy - *yawn* He's not fawning over me appropriately. *reconsiders*
Mom - Why can't I make myself get my house clean so I can be ready for her arrival? *whine*
C'mon vacation!!!!