So the SHIT hit the fan regarding one of my customers, and I managed to give my (new) store manager the run down and he said, "Yeah, that's exactly what the customer said..." I fucking KNOW, because it's the truth, but he always seems so surprised when this shit comes up. It's like, have I or have I not been freaking the fuck out over these product issues for 3 months now? All in this one department? DID I NOT CRY ON SATURDAY WHEN I GOT THE TEXT THAT THERE WERE MORE ISSUES??
I did manage to get on the phone with corporate for the vendor and be, like, well, I need this taken care of, and he gave my personal number to the LOCAL GUY whom I don't want to talk to, and the conversation boiled down to, "I've been on top of this since it was handed to me." "I told your guy that I was going to remain on hold until I got someone in management." "....yeah." And then I said I wanted EVERYTHING paid for, so we'll see what happens, because I'm losing about SEVEN THOUSAND DOLLARS and this shit is not cool.
Annnnnndddd I just remembered that I didn't call back the insurance customer. Fuck.
Trisha and I were talking, and she was, like, "Girl, you need medicated." "I just fucking hate everybody, Trish. Everybody."
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