SCREW IT!
Yesterday was the classical “Fuck It All” day. It was supposed to be spent helping out with the “Helping Pawz” crew but instead, the general manager at Canadian Tire messed up and had me opening alone in the seasonal department. Because they only schedule for one week at a time, I only found out about it too late and thus, I was unable to go help out at the event even though the dates had been submitted more than a month ago.
The early morning work day started out a bit on the sour side but when I found out there were two others scheduled to come in later I was ticked. One had switched because he wanted to go snowboarding... my temperature kept on the up and up after that little note. Then what topped off the day was coming into an unclosed department. It has come to my attention that people in the seasonal section are not closing properly which makes the morning shift persons work their tails off to get everything done that should have been done the previous night. This has happened several times; when I close I make sure my department has been filled and finished before I go home, so why does it always occur the opposite for when I open?
Ok, so I started the day out with a chip on my shoulder and an attitude that was best left at home, but the day kept building off of it all. There were so any things to do right in the morning and the GM was up my butt the whole time having me do things for the other departments and making sure I knew every detail of what I was supposed to be doing, even though I had told her exactly what and when I was going to have things done. The warehouse has been a disaster with products in the wrong areas, misplaced items, boxes, trash, and skids blocking everything. Upstairs while getting a bike, a vacuum-cleaner fell off a pile of empty boxes, smashing my face into a metal shelving unit. I was beyond pissed and that just burst my bubble. It went on and on like that throughout the day; I ended up having the close done for the two who actually were closing. My shift went within thirty minutes of close and hence I was stuck helping close.
I was probably the most unhappy guy yesterday; sour attitude for many reasons and at whits end with just about everything else. Like stated at the beginning of this, it was a “Fuck It All” day. The evening brought a little solace but my blood boiled the night through and now I sit today just simmering in the outlooks I have for the rest of this week. I'm feeling antisocial, disgruntled, annoyed, and frustrated. So much has been going on it has all come to head and perhaps this is the time to step back and let the waves wash my sand clear to create a new palate. There is nothing planed for this week other than a vet appointment on Tuesday and perhaps I'll be keeping it like so.
To end, I would like to say that Saturday out in Abbotsford was fun. The Castle Fun Park was... well it was. Met some new people and hopefully can make some good friendships out of it.
The early morning work day started out a bit on the sour side but when I found out there were two others scheduled to come in later I was ticked. One had switched because he wanted to go snowboarding... my temperature kept on the up and up after that little note. Then what topped off the day was coming into an unclosed department. It has come to my attention that people in the seasonal section are not closing properly which makes the morning shift persons work their tails off to get everything done that should have been done the previous night. This has happened several times; when I close I make sure my department has been filled and finished before I go home, so why does it always occur the opposite for when I open?
Ok, so I started the day out with a chip on my shoulder and an attitude that was best left at home, but the day kept building off of it all. There were so any things to do right in the morning and the GM was up my butt the whole time having me do things for the other departments and making sure I knew every detail of what I was supposed to be doing, even though I had told her exactly what and when I was going to have things done. The warehouse has been a disaster with products in the wrong areas, misplaced items, boxes, trash, and skids blocking everything. Upstairs while getting a bike, a vacuum-cleaner fell off a pile of empty boxes, smashing my face into a metal shelving unit. I was beyond pissed and that just burst my bubble. It went on and on like that throughout the day; I ended up having the close done for the two who actually were closing. My shift went within thirty minutes of close and hence I was stuck helping close.
I was probably the most unhappy guy yesterday; sour attitude for many reasons and at whits end with just about everything else. Like stated at the beginning of this, it was a “Fuck It All” day. The evening brought a little solace but my blood boiled the night through and now I sit today just simmering in the outlooks I have for the rest of this week. I'm feeling antisocial, disgruntled, annoyed, and frustrated. So much has been going on it has all come to head and perhaps this is the time to step back and let the waves wash my sand clear to create a new palate. There is nothing planed for this week other than a vet appointment on Tuesday and perhaps I'll be keeping it like so.
To end, I would like to say that Saturday out in Abbotsford was fun. The Castle Fun Park was... well it was. Met some new people and hopefully can make some good friendships out of it.