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Today was long and tiring and though I'm glad that it's nearing an end, at the same time I'm glad it was so awful because it's going to make my FULL WEEKEND OFF so much more amazing.
I had a customer at work today that wanted the finished size for his vertical vanes to be 12.25 inches. Excuse me?
For those of you who don't know: In-stock vertical vanes are at the very least 84" long. They're intended for PATIO DOORS, not basement windows, as was this dudes intent.
Not only was this an excrutiatingly long task (because I'm cutting the same vane into multiple peices to avoid wasting material, I could only cut one. vane. at. a. time. instead of all of them at once), but because it was such a short finished size, the machines guard prevented me from clamping the vinyl in place. So now, not only do I have to cut the peices one by one, but I have to somehow manage to hold the vinyl straight with one hand, pull out the lock (this requires two hands), pull down the lever (another hand), and remove both peices simultaneously(two more hands).
I'm quite proud of myself for accomplishing a 6-hand job with two hands and an elbow, but man, that misery was so not worth the 2% commision I'm getting off his measy $40 purchase.
THEN
There was the lady who had no idea what she wanted, had me running circles because she kept changing her mind, and insisted that I clarify everything I did with "someone who knows what they're doing"... Uhm? Last time I checked I've been working here for a long time. Full time. With a key. I make more an hour than the people you were asking me to "double check" with. Why do you think that might be?
THEN
The kid who was selling bus tickets at the mall decides that suddenly it's a cash only transaction, despite the fact that I've used my debit card EVERY TIME I've purchased them before.
So I wound up going home with no bus tickets, because after taking out rent and dinner money (that was a lot more cash than I was comfortable carrying around alone), I was past my withdrawl limit.
Oh and I have a huge pimple under my bottom lip.. you know the ones you can't squeeze, because it's like part of your lip, and touching it at all feels like you're ripping out your organs? Yeah, it's one of those.
Lots of parties this weekend. Lots of KFC in my belly.
Thank God.
I had a customer at work today that wanted the finished size for his vertical vanes to be 12.25 inches. Excuse me?
For those of you who don't know: In-stock vertical vanes are at the very least 84" long. They're intended for PATIO DOORS, not basement windows, as was this dudes intent.
Not only was this an excrutiatingly long task (because I'm cutting the same vane into multiple peices to avoid wasting material, I could only cut one. vane. at. a. time. instead of all of them at once), but because it was such a short finished size, the machines guard prevented me from clamping the vinyl in place. So now, not only do I have to cut the peices one by one, but I have to somehow manage to hold the vinyl straight with one hand, pull out the lock (this requires two hands), pull down the lever (another hand), and remove both peices simultaneously(two more hands).
I'm quite proud of myself for accomplishing a 6-hand job with two hands and an elbow, but man, that misery was so not worth the 2% commision I'm getting off his measy $40 purchase.
THEN
There was the lady who had no idea what she wanted, had me running circles because she kept changing her mind, and insisted that I clarify everything I did with "someone who knows what they're doing"... Uhm? Last time I checked I've been working here for a long time. Full time. With a key. I make more an hour than the people you were asking me to "double check" with. Why do you think that might be?
THEN
The kid who was selling bus tickets at the mall decides that suddenly it's a cash only transaction, despite the fact that I've used my debit card EVERY TIME I've purchased them before.
So I wound up going home with no bus tickets, because after taking out rent and dinner money (that was a lot more cash than I was comfortable carrying around alone), I was past my withdrawl limit.
Oh and I have a huge pimple under my bottom lip.. you know the ones you can't squeeze, because it's like part of your lip, and touching it at all feels like you're ripping out your organs? Yeah, it's one of those.
Lots of parties this weekend. Lots of KFC in my belly.
Thank God.