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Hi! *grins* Anyone who's still actually reading this, considering my track record with responding to anything... Or reading anything online... But anyway.
Have successfully moved out to Portland, OR. We were lacking in the interwebs for a few weeks, and now we're currently sharing one connection between us, Heerichan and I. We needs must get a router.
I'm working in apparel at Fred Meyer now, rather than deli, and it's hella better. Even when things get stressful I just shrug it off and grin, because the definition of 'stress' between the two departments is so incredibly different: the difference between 'I'll get in trouble if I do overtime, I need to clean that fryer and don't have time, the oil's gone bad, I just got a burn and we're understaffed and there are too many customers and they're starting to get mad and there's no time to clean!' vs, 'Wow, there sure are a lot of people in line at the register, and no one's coming to back me up, and this customer didn't have any tags on their attempted purchases so we have to wait...' (to which I usually start laughing, because hey, the idiots can always walk to another line, no skin off my back), or 'Corporate's coming down tomorrow to check out our departments so everything has to be perfect, but we don't have the people to do that, and I'm helping everyone else while my department goes to crap and I may miss the last bus out'. That was more stressful, but still not that bad, more a little anxiety than true stress.
It really does amuse me when people get so mad they have to leave the line, though. It's not my fault, usually, so I just smirk to myself and snicker. Better than feeling guilty or trying to apologize when it's because of some incredibly old customer I'm helping slowing the works, or because someone didn't think to check tags before coming through.
Er, apparel has me either working a department (men's apparel, shoes, women's, kids', etc) or stuck on registers, or trying to do both since we're still understaffed and people keep calling in sick two people at a time. I like men's department, though, because it tends to be easier to keep everything folded and good-looking, so I have time to help other departments out. It's weirdly zen-like for me to just walk around keeping order and helping people out. I think I'll be worse if I get to work in a bookstore, seeing as even without working in those I walk around the shelves straightening things and just touching the books happily as I walk... Huh.
On the moving side, we're not quiiiite finished, because we need to buy (more) bookshelves before we can put away all our books and suchnot, and I need a weekend free to do that, and I've been having some issues trying to get time off.
Ooh! Mail just came. Stephy sent me a box with a few books in it~. This is good because I already read the few actual books I'd stashed in random boxes to ensure readable things, so I was getting antsy. Just finished the new HP today, due to work.
Anyway, have to brush my hair out and get ready for work. Bye, all!
Have successfully moved out to Portland, OR. We were lacking in the interwebs for a few weeks, and now we're currently sharing one connection between us, Heerichan and I. We needs must get a router.
I'm working in apparel at Fred Meyer now, rather than deli, and it's hella better. Even when things get stressful I just shrug it off and grin, because the definition of 'stress' between the two departments is so incredibly different: the difference between 'I'll get in trouble if I do overtime, I need to clean that fryer and don't have time, the oil's gone bad, I just got a burn and we're understaffed and there are too many customers and they're starting to get mad and there's no time to clean!' vs, 'Wow, there sure are a lot of people in line at the register, and no one's coming to back me up, and this customer didn't have any tags on their attempted purchases so we have to wait...' (to which I usually start laughing, because hey, the idiots can always walk to another line, no skin off my back), or 'Corporate's coming down tomorrow to check out our departments so everything has to be perfect, but we don't have the people to do that, and I'm helping everyone else while my department goes to crap and I may miss the last bus out'. That was more stressful, but still not that bad, more a little anxiety than true stress.
It really does amuse me when people get so mad they have to leave the line, though. It's not my fault, usually, so I just smirk to myself and snicker. Better than feeling guilty or trying to apologize when it's because of some incredibly old customer I'm helping slowing the works, or because someone didn't think to check tags before coming through.
Er, apparel has me either working a department (men's apparel, shoes, women's, kids', etc) or stuck on registers, or trying to do both since we're still understaffed and people keep calling in sick two people at a time. I like men's department, though, because it tends to be easier to keep everything folded and good-looking, so I have time to help other departments out. It's weirdly zen-like for me to just walk around keeping order and helping people out. I think I'll be worse if I get to work in a bookstore, seeing as even without working in those I walk around the shelves straightening things and just touching the books happily as I walk... Huh.
On the moving side, we're not quiiiite finished, because we need to buy (more) bookshelves before we can put away all our books and suchnot, and I need a weekend free to do that, and I've been having some issues trying to get time off.
Ooh! Mail just came. Stephy sent me a box with a few books in it~. This is good because I already read the few actual books I'd stashed in random boxes to ensure readable things, so I was getting antsy. Just finished the new HP today, due to work.
Anyway, have to brush my hair out and get ready for work. Bye, all!