More Stories to Astound and Bore
So tomorow night should be scads of fun, we're supposed to get freezing rain. Wow. Joy. And my car doesn't have as good snow and ice tires as my sisters. I'll cope I suppose. I just hope we're not real busy. *SIGH*
Semi frustrating day, well mostly frazzling. Spent a lot of time at information and a lot at Register, both of which involved non stop action pretty much.
JOAN however, and you all will learn to hate this name, managed to score TWO new points in the "I'm a dumbshit" category of retail workers. This morning she was supposed to be on register, which means you're right there, behind the counter, BEFORE the first farking customer walks in the door. Got it?
You go there RIGHT AFTER the morning meeting. No ifs ands or buts less you have someone covering your ass.
JOAN gets up from the meeting, walks off with a slack jaw and vacant look (no shitting folks) and disapears. Vanishes. No word. No nothing. She had to be PAGED to get her fat, aging, dead ass to register by a MANAGER. After which she spent copious time rolling her eyes and bitching that she'd been "getting her coffee". I'm sorry, but unless you're BREWING it and grinding the beans with your TEETH, it doesn't take as long as this woman was to do anything with coffee.
Second great trick for the day. This one I heard from someone else, who was reporting it to the same poor MOD who had to page her to register.
Joan's at info. The Phone rings. Joan PICKS UP the phone...SAYS NOTHING...hits the hold button, and sets it back down.
I mean WOW. How....how DUMB do you have to be???
I'm constantly finding phone lines that, when shes on info, have been left hanging so fucking long they've hung up, and I have no idea how many of them got THAT treatment, which is an earth shaking "DO NOT DO". *facepalm* So a ton of people are madder than hell about this shit. SO maybe somthing will get done. I'm tired of dealing with it.
Also on the happy note, moms dog terrorized my cat up and down the house, so I had to rescue her, which got me a claw mark on my forearm the length of my thumb. Wheeness. Stupid turdish dog. *sigh*
But I've been a little productive art wise. A little mind you. but hey thats a start. I'll try and work some more tomorow. Maybe I'll finish one of my comissions. *groan*
Semi frustrating day, well mostly frazzling. Spent a lot of time at information and a lot at Register, both of which involved non stop action pretty much.
JOAN however, and you all will learn to hate this name, managed to score TWO new points in the "I'm a dumbshit" category of retail workers. This morning she was supposed to be on register, which means you're right there, behind the counter, BEFORE the first farking customer walks in the door. Got it?
You go there RIGHT AFTER the morning meeting. No ifs ands or buts less you have someone covering your ass.
JOAN gets up from the meeting, walks off with a slack jaw and vacant look (no shitting folks) and disapears. Vanishes. No word. No nothing. She had to be PAGED to get her fat, aging, dead ass to register by a MANAGER. After which she spent copious time rolling her eyes and bitching that she'd been "getting her coffee". I'm sorry, but unless you're BREWING it and grinding the beans with your TEETH, it doesn't take as long as this woman was to do anything with coffee.
Second great trick for the day. This one I heard from someone else, who was reporting it to the same poor MOD who had to page her to register.
Joan's at info. The Phone rings. Joan PICKS UP the phone...SAYS NOTHING...hits the hold button, and sets it back down.
I mean WOW. How....how DUMB do you have to be???
I'm constantly finding phone lines that, when shes on info, have been left hanging so fucking long they've hung up, and I have no idea how many of them got THAT treatment, which is an earth shaking "DO NOT DO". *facepalm* So a ton of people are madder than hell about this shit. SO maybe somthing will get done. I'm tired of dealing with it.
Also on the happy note, moms dog terrorized my cat up and down the house, so I had to rescue her, which got me a claw mark on my forearm the length of my thumb. Wheeness. Stupid turdish dog. *sigh*
But I've been a little productive art wise. A little mind you. but hey thats a start. I'll try and work some more tomorow. Maybe I'll finish one of my comissions. *groan*