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This one has got to go to Shannon Bogue.
Horrible day at work today = FUCK MY LIFE
Other than well having a crap merchandiser on... I just had to be an idiot and let half a skid of water fall on me. Great.
ALSO maybe about an hour before my shift ended I noticed a puddle of water in the lunch room. I then cleaned it up hoping that would be it... But nope, not even close. It got worse when we closed the store. With my conscience just hitting me I decided to call Assistant Managers Jeanette and Corey for Andrew's number at 12:30AM. That conversation led me to going BACK to the store and having to explain what I see to him. He tells me that Im an idiot and that its probably coming from This... or this... or this.... But I debunked all of them (bitchass). So he came by 1:30AM to look it over... and while I was waiting for him I was trying to mop up the explosive mess of a lunch room and backroom (it got 23283 times worse than when I left it) that we had. He got there half an hour later, and I only got probably a square metre cleaned up. He then told me it was plumbing (LIKE I WAS SAYING THE WHOLE FREAKING TIME!) and that he had to call emergency plumbing. It is now 2:30AM and I started this about 5 minutes ago when I just got home.
And here I am celebrating that we close at 10PM now.
I am tired, and I'm beginning to TRULY hate my job.
Horrible day at work today = FUCK MY LIFE
Other than well having a crap merchandiser on... I just had to be an idiot and let half a skid of water fall on me. Great.
ALSO maybe about an hour before my shift ended I noticed a puddle of water in the lunch room. I then cleaned it up hoping that would be it... But nope, not even close. It got worse when we closed the store. With my conscience just hitting me I decided to call Assistant Managers Jeanette and Corey for Andrew's number at 12:30AM. That conversation led me to going BACK to the store and having to explain what I see to him. He tells me that Im an idiot and that its probably coming from This... or this... or this.... But I debunked all of them (bitchass). So he came by 1:30AM to look it over... and while I was waiting for him I was trying to mop up the explosive mess of a lunch room and backroom (it got 23283 times worse than when I left it) that we had. He got there half an hour later, and I only got probably a square metre cleaned up. He then told me it was plumbing (LIKE I WAS SAYING THE WHOLE FREAKING TIME!) and that he had to call emergency plumbing. It is now 2:30AM and I started this about 5 minutes ago when I just got home.
And here I am celebrating that we close at 10PM now.
I am tired, and I'm beginning to TRULY hate my job.