if it wouldn't have been creepy, i would have given her a hug
...on the bright side, i'm pretty sure julie isn't going to be closing by herself again...
(maybe that was a little mean... but...)
the hug was for the poor cashier in training
christy came in to work today absolutely miserable. she was sooooo sick - she really looked awful. needless to say, she went home. julie and kelly were scheduled to close, so christy and brittany left them in charge of the lanes. julie is a certified trainer, so she was supposed to be in charge of the two cashiers who were coming into train and kelly would watch the lights. i had a band concert tonight, otherwise i would have just stayed. but i offered to come back after the concert to help close. christy and kelly told me i should call afterwards to see if they wanted me.
after the concert, at 8:39, i called the store to see if they wanted me. julie took the call. she told me everything was great and they didn't need me at all.
i stopped by the store to pick up a few things, and i ran into rocky. she told me that they were ridiculously behind and the store was absolutely insane. when i told her that julie said they didn't need me, she was pissed. apparently julie sent a bunch of the cashiers off on projects while it was quiet, so there was no one up front when they were actually in need of people. kelly was one of those sent out on the floor... the same kelly who was supposed to be in charge of watching lights.
i felt bad for them, knowing that they were preparing for a long night of zoning and stray long after close.
i soon made my way up to the lanes, where all three open lanes were 3 to 4 guests deep. (much beyond the 1+1 brand) i didn't know the cashier whose lane i was in. i thought she was a back-up from the sales floor or something. turned out she was one of the cashiers in training. uhm... on a lane... by herself. apparently someone had been watching her and bagging for her, but she had to run to guest service and "would be right back". i'm not sure who it was, but i spent a helluva long time in that line and didn't see this other person. i had to explain to her how to do a number of things. and at one point she accidentally got logged out, and her team member number was not yet in the system. i had to grab mona from the next lane to put her number in so she could continue cashiering. i felt so bad for this girl. this was a damn lousy way to start. i'm not sure what time she came in, but i know for sure she wasn't there before 5, so she had a maximum of 4.5 hours of training. there was absolutely no reason she should have been by herself. especially with so few cashiers on. in the mad pre-close rush. if i would have been her, i would have been in tears. seriously. i'm glad i was there so i was able to help her. i don't think it counts as working off the clock if it got guests out of there after standing in line for 15 minutes. and if it does, melia can bite me.
speaking of things that melia can bite me over...
she told me i wasn't allowed to wear the yellow sleeves under my red shirt. iw as with christy when she said this. i was feeling like shit, so i didn't put up much of a fight. i just said, "uhm... okay... i've been doing this for a year and a half." christy backed me up by saying i usually wear mor obtrusive colors - blue, green, purple. and christy's most convincing statement, "come on, it's laurakay."
melia also was going to bitch out brittany for trying to give me more hours. brittany lied to her and said she was going to give me hours that have already been cut. she actually just added me from 8-4:30 on the 4th of july, but she didn't write it down so melia wouldn't have to know. and brittany gave me permission to wear my blue sleeves under my red on the 4th. i mean, seriously. brittany's words: "what's she going to do, send you home?" my words: "yeah... fire me... i dare ya. ha."
on top of the stupid shit at work today... i pretty much felt like crap. it was weird. i was perfectly fine most of the day. for a few minutes i had a helluva headache, but it went away. then sometime after 3 my throat decided to hurt. like a bitch. i took a break (at which time melia bitched about my colors) and drank a shitload of water and laid my head down on the table for a while. after my break, my voice started to disappear. after the band concert tonight, i started gaining some of the energy back, but my throat still hurts and i feel semi-shitty. dammit.
i'm not sick. we're blaming this on allergies. not that i ever had allergies before last month. but... we'll go with it.
now... i must sleep. so i can get up and bathe and go back to work and play another concert and pack a suitcase and get ready to hit up ND for the weekend.
my flight leaves at 9:05 saturday morning. that pretty much sucks. i feel bad for my mom... she said she'd take me... and we'll have to leave at the crack of dawn. maybe she'll still have time for a nap before she works at 11.
speaking of naps... i'm gonna go take an 8-hour one.
and restart the computer... cause it's being shitty.
(maybe that was a little mean... but...)
the hug was for the poor cashier in training
christy came in to work today absolutely miserable. she was sooooo sick - she really looked awful. needless to say, she went home. julie and kelly were scheduled to close, so christy and brittany left them in charge of the lanes. julie is a certified trainer, so she was supposed to be in charge of the two cashiers who were coming into train and kelly would watch the lights. i had a band concert tonight, otherwise i would have just stayed. but i offered to come back after the concert to help close. christy and kelly told me i should call afterwards to see if they wanted me.
after the concert, at 8:39, i called the store to see if they wanted me. julie took the call. she told me everything was great and they didn't need me at all.
i stopped by the store to pick up a few things, and i ran into rocky. she told me that they were ridiculously behind and the store was absolutely insane. when i told her that julie said they didn't need me, she was pissed. apparently julie sent a bunch of the cashiers off on projects while it was quiet, so there was no one up front when they were actually in need of people. kelly was one of those sent out on the floor... the same kelly who was supposed to be in charge of watching lights.
i felt bad for them, knowing that they were preparing for a long night of zoning and stray long after close.
i soon made my way up to the lanes, where all three open lanes were 3 to 4 guests deep. (much beyond the 1+1 brand) i didn't know the cashier whose lane i was in. i thought she was a back-up from the sales floor or something. turned out she was one of the cashiers in training. uhm... on a lane... by herself. apparently someone had been watching her and bagging for her, but she had to run to guest service and "would be right back". i'm not sure who it was, but i spent a helluva long time in that line and didn't see this other person. i had to explain to her how to do a number of things. and at one point she accidentally got logged out, and her team member number was not yet in the system. i had to grab mona from the next lane to put her number in so she could continue cashiering. i felt so bad for this girl. this was a damn lousy way to start. i'm not sure what time she came in, but i know for sure she wasn't there before 5, so she had a maximum of 4.5 hours of training. there was absolutely no reason she should have been by herself. especially with so few cashiers on. in the mad pre-close rush. if i would have been her, i would have been in tears. seriously. i'm glad i was there so i was able to help her. i don't think it counts as working off the clock if it got guests out of there after standing in line for 15 minutes. and if it does, melia can bite me.
speaking of things that melia can bite me over...
she told me i wasn't allowed to wear the yellow sleeves under my red shirt. iw as with christy when she said this. i was feeling like shit, so i didn't put up much of a fight. i just said, "uhm... okay... i've been doing this for a year and a half." christy backed me up by saying i usually wear mor obtrusive colors - blue, green, purple. and christy's most convincing statement, "come on, it's laurakay."
melia also was going to bitch out brittany for trying to give me more hours. brittany lied to her and said she was going to give me hours that have already been cut. she actually just added me from 8-4:30 on the 4th of july, but she didn't write it down so melia wouldn't have to know. and brittany gave me permission to wear my blue sleeves under my red on the 4th. i mean, seriously. brittany's words: "what's she going to do, send you home?" my words: "yeah... fire me... i dare ya. ha."
on top of the stupid shit at work today... i pretty much felt like crap. it was weird. i was perfectly fine most of the day. for a few minutes i had a helluva headache, but it went away. then sometime after 3 my throat decided to hurt. like a bitch. i took a break (at which time melia bitched about my colors) and drank a shitload of water and laid my head down on the table for a while. after my break, my voice started to disappear. after the band concert tonight, i started gaining some of the energy back, but my throat still hurts and i feel semi-shitty. dammit.
i'm not sick. we're blaming this on allergies. not that i ever had allergies before last month. but... we'll go with it.
now... i must sleep. so i can get up and bathe and go back to work and play another concert and pack a suitcase and get ready to hit up ND for the weekend.
my flight leaves at 9:05 saturday morning. that pretty much sucks. i feel bad for my mom... she said she'd take me... and we'll have to leave at the crack of dawn. maybe she'll still have time for a nap before she works at 11.
speaking of naps... i'm gonna go take an 8-hour one.
and restart the computer... cause it's being shitty.