The excitement never ends in Docland. Except when it does.
Okay, it's time for another exciting edition of Doc's Life. This one promises to be interesting.
I got written up for singing and dancing and talking to a coworker while doing my job. Not fucking around singing and dancing, but doing that while doing my job. And doing it well at that. The reason given was that I had ignored the customer. Not true. At the very least, I greet the customers when I first see them and wish them a nice day when one of us leaves. If they had gallon jugs of anything, I asked if they wanted them bagged. (I was bagging for someone, by the way.)
Well, I'll be honest, I'd been looking for an excuse to quit and that was it. So a few days later (this was last week) I gave my two weeks notice. I said if they needed help training a replacement I'd stick around to do so, but that I had job applications in my bag that I was turning in. Management was greatly relieved. Applications were turned in later that day.
So now I've got a typing and situational test scheduled for Thursday. I'm nervous and psyched at the same time.
Also, despite the fact that for several months I haven't been working forty hours a week consistently (which is what I requested in return for staying there), this week it seems they're making up for it and then some.
Was asked to come in an hour early on Sunday, making a seven hour shift an eight hour one. Got conned into two extra hours yesterday; had an eight hour shift, no one came to relieve me, a half hour of overtime later someone finally asked me to stay an extra hour...extra hour comes and goes and I finally get asked to stay another hour, left immediately after.
Am scheduled to work ten hours tomorrow (Wednesday).
Traded shifts with someone so I could do the test for the potential new job. So instead of working eight hours on Thursday....
I'm working eight on Friday. Then another eight on Saturday, possibly, unless they ask me to stay later again. *headdesk*
So yeah. What's kept me going is the knowledge that I'm almost done there.
Other happy news is that A-Kon is next week! :D:D:D
On the not so happy side of that coin is the fact that I don't have either of my costumes (Jessica Rabbit and JLU Hawkgirl) finished yet. (Dammit.)
And I haven't heard back from the volunteer folks (who allow me to go for free in return for a paltry few hours of my time doing workish stuff). I'm a tad anxious about it, but I'm so used to hearing back very, VERY late from them that I'm not too worried.
More fun: The light in my room doesn't work right now. I don't mean it burned out, I mean the electricity in that section of the house is on the fritz and nonfunctional. So any time I spend in there is spent in the dark. This means I'm slowly going crazy having to hang out in the living room.
Why going crazy? Because the computer, though mostly fixed after a very worrying crash, is no longer sound-functional. I got no tunes. I can't put on headphones and drown out the shit going on in the rest of the room. o_0 Do not want.
(The scanner's also not working. WTF?)
Extra super mega fun: The laptop I was going to buy decided to go off sale just before I finally got the okay from Mom to use her credit card. (I have the money, but the site only takes credit. So I have to use her card and pay her back.) So I'm waiting till this weekend to see if it goes back on sale. I'm not paying an extra hundred fifty for the laptop I've got my eye on.
Oh yeah! And I saw Iron Man. ...As many of you have already guessed, ha. But seriously. OMG. OMG, guys. If you haven't seen it, do so. Do it now. I want the soundtrack. I want the DVD. I want to see it in theater again. I want to pay cashmoney to see the sequel (and yes, there will be a sequel). I want to send a personal thank you to everyone who said to stay till after the credits. *_* Oh man. Text cannot properly convey the tone and pitch of my voice when I saw that. I think I scared a small child and his mom. XD
So anyway, that's life with me. We're fine. We're all fine here now, thank you. How are you?
I got written up for singing and dancing and talking to a coworker while doing my job. Not fucking around singing and dancing, but doing that while doing my job. And doing it well at that. The reason given was that I had ignored the customer. Not true. At the very least, I greet the customers when I first see them and wish them a nice day when one of us leaves. If they had gallon jugs of anything, I asked if they wanted them bagged. (I was bagging for someone, by the way.)
Well, I'll be honest, I'd been looking for an excuse to quit and that was it. So a few days later (this was last week) I gave my two weeks notice. I said if they needed help training a replacement I'd stick around to do so, but that I had job applications in my bag that I was turning in. Management was greatly relieved. Applications were turned in later that day.
So now I've got a typing and situational test scheduled for Thursday. I'm nervous and psyched at the same time.
Also, despite the fact that for several months I haven't been working forty hours a week consistently (which is what I requested in return for staying there), this week it seems they're making up for it and then some.
Was asked to come in an hour early on Sunday, making a seven hour shift an eight hour one. Got conned into two extra hours yesterday; had an eight hour shift, no one came to relieve me, a half hour of overtime later someone finally asked me to stay an extra hour...extra hour comes and goes and I finally get asked to stay another hour, left immediately after.
Am scheduled to work ten hours tomorrow (Wednesday).
Traded shifts with someone so I could do the test for the potential new job. So instead of working eight hours on Thursday....
I'm working eight on Friday. Then another eight on Saturday, possibly, unless they ask me to stay later again. *headdesk*
So yeah. What's kept me going is the knowledge that I'm almost done there.
Other happy news is that A-Kon is next week! :D:D:D
On the not so happy side of that coin is the fact that I don't have either of my costumes (Jessica Rabbit and JLU Hawkgirl) finished yet. (Dammit.)
And I haven't heard back from the volunteer folks (who allow me to go for free in return for a paltry few hours of my time doing workish stuff). I'm a tad anxious about it, but I'm so used to hearing back very, VERY late from them that I'm not too worried.
More fun: The light in my room doesn't work right now. I don't mean it burned out, I mean the electricity in that section of the house is on the fritz and nonfunctional. So any time I spend in there is spent in the dark. This means I'm slowly going crazy having to hang out in the living room.
Why going crazy? Because the computer, though mostly fixed after a very worrying crash, is no longer sound-functional. I got no tunes. I can't put on headphones and drown out the shit going on in the rest of the room. o_0 Do not want.
(The scanner's also not working. WTF?)
Extra super mega fun: The laptop I was going to buy decided to go off sale just before I finally got the okay from Mom to use her credit card. (I have the money, but the site only takes credit. So I have to use her card and pay her back.) So I'm waiting till this weekend to see if it goes back on sale. I'm not paying an extra hundred fifty for the laptop I've got my eye on.
Oh yeah! And I saw Iron Man. ...As many of you have already guessed, ha. But seriously. OMG. OMG, guys. If you haven't seen it, do so. Do it now. I want the soundtrack. I want the DVD. I want to see it in theater again. I want to pay cashmoney to see the sequel (and yes, there will be a sequel). I want to send a personal thank you to everyone who said to stay till after the credits. *_* Oh man. Text cannot properly convey the tone and pitch of my voice when I saw that. I think I scared a small child and his mom. XD
So anyway, that's life with me. We're fine. We're all fine here now, thank you. How are you?