Perhaps a bit of venting?
I'm going to vent about work now. Feel free to ignore most of this post and skip down to the point in which I stop. My apologies in advance.
Mondays are never a fun day at work. Ever. Obviously. I have to wake up at 7.45 to stand around for 5 hours and greet the mere trickle of customers who grace our store during the down season (aka not book rush, buyback rush, or a football game). It's usually hard enough to stay awake, alert, and entertained when there is another cashier with me and when my co-workers are actually being kind. But today I had neither going for me. The other cashier who usually works Mondays called in so I was alone at the registers. Everyone else was congregating around buyback (like usual) so I decided to stand around with them over there and keep an eye on the registers since no one was even in the store. When the phones rang I ran across the store to catch them in time, yet still got yelled at by the standing around people for not answering within 3 rings so I started making mad dashes across the store. At one point, I had to bring soem paperwork upstairs to the manager (because one of the people standing around told me to) and as I was walking up the stairs a customer must have gone up to the register. Suddenly, I have 5 people shouting up the stairs for me to come down because I'm neglecting the register and making someone wait. Actually, that's unfair, Reagan wasn't yelling at me. He was working the book department. Every call. And he doesn't know how to use the registers. Anyways, the remaining 4 people do know how to use the registers, but instead are too busy playing with Google Earth to go help a customer or answer the phones that they instead yell at me to do it all. I was so pissed off. Any one of them could have easily rang up the customer. They did not need me to do that, but instead of helping me they not only yelled at me to do everything, but also said it loudly so that any customers in the store would know that I was in the wrong and not them even though it wasn't my fault. Later, I went to get a drink of water from the water fountain in the back and a customer came to the front and I was once again yelled at to come back faster. Why couldn't they just do it instead? Ahhh! I almost started crying. And I didn't go on a lunch break because it cerrtainly seemed that the whole store would have gone to bits without me there to do absolutely everything.
*Bitching is now complete*
In other news, still no word from London. I feel naseous everytime I open my email now. Monday-Frday from the time I wake up until about 2pm (7pm GMT and as such they would be closed). This is the worst waiting ever.
But I did receive an email today. It would seem that I have been nominated for some type of leadership award. I, having never held a leadership position at FSU in my life, immediately emailed back stating that there must be some sort of mistake. I got a reply saying that academic leadership also counts and that I was nominated by Eugene Crook. He would do that, huh? He's out of control. And it makes me laugh because we still don't recognize each other in person. Anyways, I RSVPed as going to the awards because, while I don't at all expect to actually win anything, I do get a free dinner out of it. I had to choose between the london broil, the chicken cacciatore, and the zuccini parmesean (take a wild guess what I chose) so it sounds kinda fancy, huh? I never have to choose meals early except at weddings and bat mitzavhs. lol Whatever. Free food.
--Hils
Mondays are never a fun day at work. Ever. Obviously. I have to wake up at 7.45 to stand around for 5 hours and greet the mere trickle of customers who grace our store during the down season (aka not book rush, buyback rush, or a football game). It's usually hard enough to stay awake, alert, and entertained when there is another cashier with me and when my co-workers are actually being kind. But today I had neither going for me. The other cashier who usually works Mondays called in so I was alone at the registers. Everyone else was congregating around buyback (like usual) so I decided to stand around with them over there and keep an eye on the registers since no one was even in the store. When the phones rang I ran across the store to catch them in time, yet still got yelled at by the standing around people for not answering within 3 rings so I started making mad dashes across the store. At one point, I had to bring soem paperwork upstairs to the manager (because one of the people standing around told me to) and as I was walking up the stairs a customer must have gone up to the register. Suddenly, I have 5 people shouting up the stairs for me to come down because I'm neglecting the register and making someone wait. Actually, that's unfair, Reagan wasn't yelling at me. He was working the book department. Every call. And he doesn't know how to use the registers. Anyways, the remaining 4 people do know how to use the registers, but instead are too busy playing with Google Earth to go help a customer or answer the phones that they instead yell at me to do it all. I was so pissed off. Any one of them could have easily rang up the customer. They did not need me to do that, but instead of helping me they not only yelled at me to do everything, but also said it loudly so that any customers in the store would know that I was in the wrong and not them even though it wasn't my fault. Later, I went to get a drink of water from the water fountain in the back and a customer came to the front and I was once again yelled at to come back faster. Why couldn't they just do it instead? Ahhh! I almost started crying. And I didn't go on a lunch break because it cerrtainly seemed that the whole store would have gone to bits without me there to do absolutely everything.
*Bitching is now complete*
In other news, still no word from London. I feel naseous everytime I open my email now. Monday-Frday from the time I wake up until about 2pm (7pm GMT and as such they would be closed). This is the worst waiting ever.
But I did receive an email today. It would seem that I have been nominated for some type of leadership award. I, having never held a leadership position at FSU in my life, immediately emailed back stating that there must be some sort of mistake. I got a reply saying that academic leadership also counts and that I was nominated by Eugene Crook. He would do that, huh? He's out of control. And it makes me laugh because we still don't recognize each other in person. Anyways, I RSVPed as going to the awards because, while I don't at all expect to actually win anything, I do get a free dinner out of it. I had to choose between the london broil, the chicken cacciatore, and the zuccini parmesean (take a wild guess what I chose) so it sounds kinda fancy, huh? I never have to choose meals early except at weddings and bat mitzavhs. lol Whatever. Free food.
--Hils