I'm the biggest fuckup
So I'm not sure why, but I really fucked up last week and cost Macy's a lot of money. When the assistant store manager, Robin, asked me if the truck had been unloaded last wednesday I reluctantly told her yes on the assumption that it got completed tuesday night because it was almost done when i left tuesday afternoon and will was there who has been with the company for many years. Well, I didn't factor in that the cardboard baler also fucked up that day and he had to spend two hours fixing it. Wish he had left me a note telling me the truck wasnt finished, cause its supposed to be done on tuesday. But it was my fuckin fault for not checking it myself....I really don't know whats wrong with me. I made stupid errors like this all the time and other people pay for them. The truck not being unloaded when the other truck came in on monday was a huge disaster, and things were so chaotic down there. Why the fuck can't I be responsible??? So anyway, they didn't fire me, and Robin was far nicer than she should have been to me, and basically was just asking if everything was ok, and she also went over step-by-step my responsibilities on the dock cause I had a really shady training to begin with. I kinda wish she had just fired me, cause it only made me feel even more retarded. But in all fairness, this is the first job like this that I've had, so I guess I shouldn't be too hard on myself. After she explained everything yesterday I understood my job 100% better, so that was a little bit of a relief and I do feel a little more comfortable. I think I may quit though, cause while the job is not too bad, I'm just not feelin it being for me at all, if that makes sense. The girl I often work with, Amy, is pretty cool but at times she can get pretty bossy and make me feel really down on myself...and the best part is, she came in AFTER me. However, she is a tranfer from UPS so she understands the job better than I do. I just dunno if I want to continue this sort of thing. And now that this major chaotic thing has happened with the truck has made me feel so shitty about myself. Customer service is obviously my forte, and I'm thinkin I should find a job where I deal with customers at least 60% of the time. Its about 10% at this job. I think I'll see if I can get my job at circuit city back.
In other news, the great Lafayette High School band has missed out on the State Champion title for the third year in a row to Paul Laurence Dunbar. I feel really bad for my brother, because he has one year left, and still hasn't seen a state champion trophy under their belts. I know he should be happy for even making it to state finals when so many bands don't, but if you look at it from the standpoint that he watched his older brother march into four state titles, its a lot of pressure on him. I really felt that they should have won this year more than the past two years, but apparently the judges didn't agree. Or at least one of them didnt, who had dunbar behind by 10 points. I'm sorry, and i may be biased, but thats fucking ridiculous. And I also know that was the absolute best Lafayette performance I had ever seen since prelims in 1999. No way that Dunbar was 10 points better than Lafayette. Give them a tenth of a point, fine....not even 2 points, though. Its great that after so many years, Lafayette's tradition is still at an all time high, but that was a low blow from someone who is still pissed about their thirteen year run with the title. Get the fuck over it and grade a fair and impartial performance!!! Even if Lafayette still placed second, it would be much more satisfying to know there weren't any discrepancies. Anyway, I don't really care all that much, but I just feel really bad for my brother cause I'm not sure how to get him to understand the judges opinions don't matter and that he shouldn't look at the placement, but he should realize that he did an awesome fucking job saturday night and be proud of that. He hates losing though....so I doubt I can get him to understand that. So I just told him all the judges were a bunch of wack-offs that don't have girlfriends lol. That seemed to work for him.
I'm gonna be working a 20 hour day tomorrow, so I guess I better take a nap or something or I will be dead come 5 am tomorrow. Toodles.
In other news, the great Lafayette High School band has missed out on the State Champion title for the third year in a row to Paul Laurence Dunbar. I feel really bad for my brother, because he has one year left, and still hasn't seen a state champion trophy under their belts. I know he should be happy for even making it to state finals when so many bands don't, but if you look at it from the standpoint that he watched his older brother march into four state titles, its a lot of pressure on him. I really felt that they should have won this year more than the past two years, but apparently the judges didn't agree. Or at least one of them didnt, who had dunbar behind by 10 points. I'm sorry, and i may be biased, but thats fucking ridiculous. And I also know that was the absolute best Lafayette performance I had ever seen since prelims in 1999. No way that Dunbar was 10 points better than Lafayette. Give them a tenth of a point, fine....not even 2 points, though. Its great that after so many years, Lafayette's tradition is still at an all time high, but that was a low blow from someone who is still pissed about their thirteen year run with the title. Get the fuck over it and grade a fair and impartial performance!!! Even if Lafayette still placed second, it would be much more satisfying to know there weren't any discrepancies. Anyway, I don't really care all that much, but I just feel really bad for my brother cause I'm not sure how to get him to understand the judges opinions don't matter and that he shouldn't look at the placement, but he should realize that he did an awesome fucking job saturday night and be proud of that. He hates losing though....so I doubt I can get him to understand that. So I just told him all the judges were a bunch of wack-offs that don't have girlfriends lol. That seemed to work for him.
I'm gonna be working a 20 hour day tomorrow, so I guess I better take a nap or something or I will be dead come 5 am tomorrow. Toodles.