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If this week had been any better, I don't think I'd be able to stand it.
Twice this week I've been scared out of my wits and then flooded with relief moments later. First it was Monday with Kenny's ridiculous but amusing "I hit your truck" note. Tonight, I was at the Garden Center door (ah, getting paid to stand around in the fall weather and wave at people, does it get any better than that?). There is a walkie-talkie out there, and around 7:30, I hear Asst Manager AJ's voice come over, saying "CSMs, is Grace ___ here tonight? I need her in the manager's office."
Cue me silently panicking. Dear me, what have I done now? I must be in trouble for leaving a little early on Wednesday, or someone says I'm sleeping around with people, or I've screwed up another WIC order, or something like that. CSM says they'll send someone out to replace me and I just wait. Another cashier came out and I had hardly gotten inside when I see both Asst manager AJ and Carrie coming towards me. At this point I think I must be in really horrible trouble, for there to be TWO managers coming for me. I'm thinking "Ok, this is it, this is it! You're going to run out the front doors crying and all your friends are going to see you and ask what's wrong and it'll be horrible."
Well, most people who go to the manager's office get in trouble. This wasn't one of those times. They were both smiling and told me right away not to worry, I'm not in trouble. Carrie just wanted to tell me that my name came up for the requisition for pharmacy cashier, and asked if I was still interested in the position. I had added the pharmacy to my career preferences ages ago while I was still on remodel, on Penny's recommendation. I didn't really think anything of it. But I told Carrie that I was still very interested, and she said great, to come in Tuesday and she'd do the job offer paperwork with me and send me away for a drug test. This is GREAT. The Pharmacy closes at 9PM, meaning I won't be doing crazy stupid late nights anymore, unless of course I'm only going as secondary, but it sounds like I'm moving departments. Which also would mean that I won't work holidays. And I might not have to deal with the Black Friday insanity that's approaching us in less than a month. (For the record, I think Black Friday sales should be done away with anyways, but you can't tell anyone that).
Oh yeah, and it's Saturday now, and guess what? I'm off. I can't even remember the last time I had a Saturday off, possibly it was back in the good ol' remodel days. TOO long. I'm going to enjoy it simply because of what day it is.
So all in all, an AWESOME way to end my workweek. YIPPY! Once all the paperwork is done, I'll look up Penny on FB or something and let her know. She was very adamant about me trying to get a Pharm position, and I know she'd want to know. For now I'm keeping it on the lowdown until everything is official. Mom, Charles and Kenny (yeah, Kenny) are the only ones who know.
Twice this week I've been scared out of my wits and then flooded with relief moments later. First it was Monday with Kenny's ridiculous but amusing "I hit your truck" note. Tonight, I was at the Garden Center door (ah, getting paid to stand around in the fall weather and wave at people, does it get any better than that?). There is a walkie-talkie out there, and around 7:30, I hear Asst Manager AJ's voice come over, saying "CSMs, is Grace ___ here tonight? I need her in the manager's office."
Cue me silently panicking. Dear me, what have I done now? I must be in trouble for leaving a little early on Wednesday, or someone says I'm sleeping around with people, or I've screwed up another WIC order, or something like that. CSM says they'll send someone out to replace me and I just wait. Another cashier came out and I had hardly gotten inside when I see both Asst manager AJ and Carrie coming towards me. At this point I think I must be in really horrible trouble, for there to be TWO managers coming for me. I'm thinking "Ok, this is it, this is it! You're going to run out the front doors crying and all your friends are going to see you and ask what's wrong and it'll be horrible."
Well, most people who go to the manager's office get in trouble. This wasn't one of those times. They were both smiling and told me right away not to worry, I'm not in trouble. Carrie just wanted to tell me that my name came up for the requisition for pharmacy cashier, and asked if I was still interested in the position. I had added the pharmacy to my career preferences ages ago while I was still on remodel, on Penny's recommendation. I didn't really think anything of it. But I told Carrie that I was still very interested, and she said great, to come in Tuesday and she'd do the job offer paperwork with me and send me away for a drug test. This is GREAT. The Pharmacy closes at 9PM, meaning I won't be doing crazy stupid late nights anymore, unless of course I'm only going as secondary, but it sounds like I'm moving departments. Which also would mean that I won't work holidays. And I might not have to deal with the Black Friday insanity that's approaching us in less than a month. (For the record, I think Black Friday sales should be done away with anyways, but you can't tell anyone that).
Oh yeah, and it's Saturday now, and guess what? I'm off. I can't even remember the last time I had a Saturday off, possibly it was back in the good ol' remodel days. TOO long. I'm going to enjoy it simply because of what day it is.
So all in all, an AWESOME way to end my workweek. YIPPY! Once all the paperwork is done, I'll look up Penny on FB or something and let her know. She was very adamant about me trying to get a Pharm position, and I know she'd want to know. For now I'm keeping it on the lowdown until everything is official. Mom, Charles and Kenny (yeah, Kenny) are the only ones who know.