Mother #@!$*^
Well I just had one hell of a stupid day. I'm sure that I've mentioned that I work with a bunch of morons before. That was made even more evident today.
We've had a rash outbreak of time card thefts in the last few weeks. It's been done to the people that you would expect; the ones people don't like. It's like a repeat of school I tell you what. ("What?" "I just told ya!") I've had to make so many new time cards for these people it's not even funny. That's just the tip of the iceburg. Someone has been helping themselves to the food we have in the back, the fruit snacks; crackers and such that we have at the registers for sale. They go into the back and just steal some because they can. We don't know who's doing it. Not to mention the people coming to work hung over and strung out. Or just not coming in at all because of the same reason, and giving some lame excuse why. We had no less than three people not call and not show up today. Bob was all kinds of spazzing. Well to add to this fun, today I was blessed to find that someone is now screwing around with people's lockers. something that has never, and I do mean never, happened before. I work with a bunch of degenerates! They switched around about five locks and locked one persons lock inside their locker, putting another one outside to lock it with. Ms. Della couldn't get into her own locker. The 80 year old woman that everyone loves...who would be such a complete ass hole? I mean really? That's just messed up. So I spent a very long time going through each lover and having to match up the serial numbers to get them back to the right places. In the process of this we found a black widow in one of the lockers. I'm sad to say she had to be killed. A break room is no place for her and I didn't want to put anyone at risk by leaving her there. (CJ don't kill me.)
So yeah. That was fun. But all that happened after I got chewed on for not doing a good enough job at HR and being told that people who complain are pulling down the morale of the store and that they'd be fired. Well guess who complains a lot? *raises hand high* because I'm tired of seeing people doing nothing while I'm working my ass off. I"m too much of a pessimist, I'm not little miss sunshine so let's gang up on me. Sure why not? I hate my life. Blah. It's not fair.
and then I come home and get into this big blow out with my mom because...guess what? She doesn't think I'm being nice enough to my dog. I'm not mopping her floor, so i"m shirking responciblity, and that i"m telling her she's a horrible mother and that any other mother is better than she is. Whatever. Stop treating me like I"m a baby and act like my decisions are worth something. maybe we won't have this problem. And stop telling me that (or even using it as a metaphore) my dog is a baby. She's not a baby. She's a dog. D O G. Dog. I"m not mistreating her, she's horribly spoiled and just because I am not going to get up in the middle of the night to let her out because you think I should (not because she's crying to go out or anything) does not mean that I'm being unfair to her. Grrr...I'm just pissed off in general. So that only made it worse. Duh.
Okay, I'm going to shut up now.
We've had a rash outbreak of time card thefts in the last few weeks. It's been done to the people that you would expect; the ones people don't like. It's like a repeat of school I tell you what. ("What?" "I just told ya!") I've had to make so many new time cards for these people it's not even funny. That's just the tip of the iceburg. Someone has been helping themselves to the food we have in the back, the fruit snacks; crackers and such that we have at the registers for sale. They go into the back and just steal some because they can. We don't know who's doing it. Not to mention the people coming to work hung over and strung out. Or just not coming in at all because of the same reason, and giving some lame excuse why. We had no less than three people not call and not show up today. Bob was all kinds of spazzing. Well to add to this fun, today I was blessed to find that someone is now screwing around with people's lockers. something that has never, and I do mean never, happened before. I work with a bunch of degenerates! They switched around about five locks and locked one persons lock inside their locker, putting another one outside to lock it with. Ms. Della couldn't get into her own locker. The 80 year old woman that everyone loves...who would be such a complete ass hole? I mean really? That's just messed up. So I spent a very long time going through each lover and having to match up the serial numbers to get them back to the right places. In the process of this we found a black widow in one of the lockers. I'm sad to say she had to be killed. A break room is no place for her and I didn't want to put anyone at risk by leaving her there. (CJ don't kill me.)
So yeah. That was fun. But all that happened after I got chewed on for not doing a good enough job at HR and being told that people who complain are pulling down the morale of the store and that they'd be fired. Well guess who complains a lot? *raises hand high* because I'm tired of seeing people doing nothing while I'm working my ass off. I"m too much of a pessimist, I'm not little miss sunshine so let's gang up on me. Sure why not? I hate my life. Blah. It's not fair.
and then I come home and get into this big blow out with my mom because...guess what? She doesn't think I'm being nice enough to my dog. I'm not mopping her floor, so i"m shirking responciblity, and that i"m telling her she's a horrible mother and that any other mother is better than she is. Whatever. Stop treating me like I"m a baby and act like my decisions are worth something. maybe we won't have this problem. And stop telling me that (or even using it as a metaphore) my dog is a baby. She's not a baby. She's a dog. D O G. Dog. I"m not mistreating her, she's horribly spoiled and just because I am not going to get up in the middle of the night to let her out because you think I should (not because she's crying to go out or anything) does not mean that I'm being unfair to her. Grrr...I'm just pissed off in general. So that only made it worse. Duh.
Okay, I'm going to shut up now.