Rantish
Yet another day off from SafeWay. Tomorrow is a mandatory courtsey clerk meeting. I can already tell you what is going to be said. Ken (our manager) is going to bitch at us about not getting in carts, not checking the bottle area as often as we should and not picking up trash out of the parking lot. As well as not meeting dress code as of late. Uh? Hello? How can we keep up with the freaking trash in the lot and bottles if we're all up front dealing with bagging groceries? There's this guy last night that said "With 4 of us at work, we should be able to keep up with everything that we need to do." Uhm. You come in at 3 when things have settled down. From around 11 until 3 or later, we're swamped with people. We can barely keep carts in the store since the only time we have to go out and get them is on carryouts. How does that grab you, jackass?
And I'll tell him that tomorrow if he brings that up. He's hardly ever there during the day so he has no fucking clue what we do when he's not there. He just likes to bitch about bottles since that's the only place he ever really works. He hardly ever bags groceries. So stfu and dance, monkey boy.
Roger got a job and I'm thinking of quitting mine. Lol. How bad is that?
And I'll tell him that tomorrow if he brings that up. He's hardly ever there during the day so he has no fucking clue what we do when he's not there. He just likes to bitch about bottles since that's the only place he ever really works. He hardly ever bags groceries. So stfu and dance, monkey boy.
Roger got a job and I'm thinking of quitting mine. Lol. How bad is that?