Sep 23, 2009 22:44
So I get in to LensCrafters tonight and it's dead. dee-eee-dee DEAD. So I'm like, wtf am I even doing here? And apparently there's a visit from Jeff, our RQC, tomorrow so Abdi had three people closing to I guess clean for it. And I'm looking at the workload and they've got maybe.. eight or ten special orders waiting for inspection, a few on the edger, a small stack waiting for final and what looked like one or two same day jobs. And Abdi's just sitting there at final inspection telling me that he has things for me to do, which probably boiled down to scrubbing machines or mopping floors or something he could damn well be doing himself instead of checking jobs that can wait.
I'm sorry, but I'm not coming in for three hours to scrub the machines and mop the floors. Do I see him calling up Ethan or Kevin for that kind of crap? No. So I'm like, are you out of your mind? This is bull crap and the man had to balls to actually say--to my face--that if I had come in yesterday, he might have been able to give me today off.
So I'm back there having to yell over him about how I had just come back from a freakin' 10 hour car trip from Atlanta and like hell I was working the day after I came back and jesus christ are you KIDDING me?? I asked for that day off for a reason and you're calling me up asking me to work and then telling me the next day that because I actually wanted a day to relax that you were going to make me clean for three hours because you 'need' to sit around and final jobs that Jeff's not evening going to give a fuck about???
And I finally just give up on it all- and I was going to clock in half an hour early before I got into the whole argument but now I just said fuck it, I'm not due in until 6:30, I was gonna go sit in the back and play with my phone. I get halfway to the breakroom when Abdi's calling after me, telling me I can go. Apparently Theresa pulled rank and told him to tell me to go because they were 50 hours over and he needed to just man the fuck up about it all.
Jeff's not going to goddamn CARE. He's gonna find something to ding the store on no matter how much we clean or how organized the special orders are. He will find SOMETHING because that's just how it IS. He'll complain about the stopped up sink; or the hissing air leak in the coater (heaven forbid he finds the coating leak that's got a slow drip into the CobbDry that I'm sure Abdi doesn't even know about); or there'll be a special order that we sent to the AR lab instead of ordering the lenses stock; or too many re-orders that no amount of last minute cleaning or final inspecting will fix; SOMETHING.
The rest of us lab techs deal with being short-handed and overworked. Abdi can damn well put up with it too.
So screw that noise. I went and had dinner with Dizzy and James at Wendy's and came home with new memory for the phone and PSP and a card reader so I can finally work with the laptop and PSP memory on Aldaris.
I'll be back at LC tomorrow and Friday, but at least I won't have to deal with Abdi. I swear, one day I'm gonna snap and throw the printer at him. >:|
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