It's Like a Game of Telephone, only Not as Fun.
I had forgotten in not being near other people all this time that working at a restuarant is like working in a rumor mill.
Recently the other managers were all too kind to remind me of that.
Rumors circulate faster than I can breath.
And since I came back full time they're circulating about me, and I can't figure out what the fuck I did wrong. IT's like I'm suddenly the enemy and they're damn well out to get me.
So Greg showed up in the store, and low and behold I didn't have anything ready for him to show up. (He's the Big Boss, as he likes to put it.) Technically it wasn't my responsibility, I was off 30mins before he showed up, but I was still stuck in the store trying to clean up and get my cashes counted. I told Sam to call me if she needed help and she never called so I guessed she never needed help.
My fault I should have had a headset on, I would have heard how much they needed help and have been up there faster.
That's twice now he's dropped in on me and I've been in disarray. It's not that I'm trying to be, it's that it truly is hard to work with people who won't listen to you. I asked this kid three times to pull up his pants and not once did he do it. And Moments later there's Greg telling me to tell him the same thing.
Back to the rumors anyway, Apparently I said this and that about someone and it circulated around and then back to me. By this point it was a whole lot like a game of telephone but lacked the element of amusement.
So back to the way it was at Fallowfield, I keep my mouth shut.
Bah. What the hell happened... and why did I forget what I'm supposed to do.
Recently the other managers were all too kind to remind me of that.
Rumors circulate faster than I can breath.
And since I came back full time they're circulating about me, and I can't figure out what the fuck I did wrong. IT's like I'm suddenly the enemy and they're damn well out to get me.
So Greg showed up in the store, and low and behold I didn't have anything ready for him to show up. (He's the Big Boss, as he likes to put it.) Technically it wasn't my responsibility, I was off 30mins before he showed up, but I was still stuck in the store trying to clean up and get my cashes counted. I told Sam to call me if she needed help and she never called so I guessed she never needed help.
My fault I should have had a headset on, I would have heard how much they needed help and have been up there faster.
That's twice now he's dropped in on me and I've been in disarray. It's not that I'm trying to be, it's that it truly is hard to work with people who won't listen to you. I asked this kid three times to pull up his pants and not once did he do it. And Moments later there's Greg telling me to tell him the same thing.
Back to the rumors anyway, Apparently I said this and that about someone and it circulated around and then back to me. By this point it was a whole lot like a game of telephone but lacked the element of amusement.
So back to the way it was at Fallowfield, I keep my mouth shut.
Bah. What the hell happened... and why did I forget what I'm supposed to do.