well, THIS is just great
Anger all around today. Angry at Dad for just being an asshole. Angry with my piece o' crap computer for not wanting to give me Internet access. (I'm on the computers at the library right now.) Angry with work for being on audit (as always). Angry at Hunter for hogging the high-speed Internet, and being allowed to take a blow-day off of school just so he can play Grand theft Auto 4 all frickin' day. Angry with library computer because they won't allow access to MySpace. Well, not exactly angry with the library over this because it's a wise idea, really. But what an inconvenience. The one time I wanted to use MySpace for something useful (to put a message out to all who have software for Windows XP, if I can borrow it so I can upgrade my operating system from Windows ME), and the library bans access to MySpace.
But yeah...work majorly pissing me off yet again. For one thing...this audit business is just a joke. I've said it time and time again, and last night, there was a problem with two of my checks. Not one, but two. And my drawer was over by $10. A was all, "You'll probably be on audit longer for this one." (*rolls eyes* Well, no shit, sherlock.) And then she tells me not to get all upset over it. I'm sorry, but I'm the one who's been cashiering for seven years, I haven't had any problems with my drawers at either Spencer's or Blockbuster (aside from the Danielle situation, but Sheri and I figured that one out), so why the hell am I all of a sudden having problems cashiering now, at this job?
Here's the other thing that's pissing me off about work. A week or so ago, there was a posting up in the breakroom for a meat-wrapper position. It pays pretty well, the hours look good, and it could lead up to full-time. I don't care if it's in the meat department. If I can get myself away from being up at the front end...where I am continually getting into trouble for stupid little things not even worth getting into trouble over, and being under pressure because I'm continually being put on audit...then I think I can deal with working in the meat department. Hell, Kevin worked in the meat department at WiseWay. M comes up to me and looks surprised that I expressed interest in the meat-wrapping position. She wanted to know why; I told her it was something different (I would've liked to have told her "So it gets me away from being a cashier and you putting me on audit all the damn time."). She then makes some comment about "That job must be gross, you'd have your hands in meat all the time, yeech." OH BIG EFFIN' DEAL, you think all women don't like that sort of thing?
She's weird like that. And if she calls me into her office to discipline me or make me sign anything, I'm not doing so until I have the Union rep present. (UPDATE: I've already left a message with him...waiting for a response), and I'd rather be bumped down to a UC or be considered for that position in the meat department.
But yeah...work majorly pissing me off yet again. For one thing...this audit business is just a joke. I've said it time and time again, and last night, there was a problem with two of my checks. Not one, but two. And my drawer was over by $10. A was all, "You'll probably be on audit longer for this one." (*rolls eyes* Well, no shit, sherlock.) And then she tells me not to get all upset over it. I'm sorry, but I'm the one who's been cashiering for seven years, I haven't had any problems with my drawers at either Spencer's or Blockbuster (aside from the Danielle situation, but Sheri and I figured that one out), so why the hell am I all of a sudden having problems cashiering now, at this job?
Here's the other thing that's pissing me off about work. A week or so ago, there was a posting up in the breakroom for a meat-wrapper position. It pays pretty well, the hours look good, and it could lead up to full-time. I don't care if it's in the meat department. If I can get myself away from being up at the front end...where I am continually getting into trouble for stupid little things not even worth getting into trouble over, and being under pressure because I'm continually being put on audit...then I think I can deal with working in the meat department. Hell, Kevin worked in the meat department at WiseWay. M comes up to me and looks surprised that I expressed interest in the meat-wrapping position. She wanted to know why; I told her it was something different (I would've liked to have told her "So it gets me away from being a cashier and you putting me on audit all the damn time."). She then makes some comment about "That job must be gross, you'd have your hands in meat all the time, yeech." OH BIG EFFIN' DEAL, you think all women don't like that sort of thing?
She's weird like that. And if she calls me into her office to discipline me or make me sign anything, I'm not doing so until I have the Union rep present. (UPDATE: I've already left a message with him...waiting for a response), and I'd rather be bumped down to a UC or be considered for that position in the meat department.