Me complaining about work. Didn't you guys miss my whining?
So I'm trying to come back around LJ but you may hate me because all I do is complain (or be excited about talking about Kelly and Sarah).
So I got the promotion at work. It's pretty sweet. I enjoy telling scammers 'no, there was no coupon on that, yes I checked'. However, trying to get people to take me seriously and do their jobs and what I tell them to do is actually a little more difficult. I check IDs on alcohol like 90% of the time (our rule is if they look under 45 to card them) especially as we had a sting operation that one of my coworkers failed and ended up being fired for giving 15 year olds cigarettes and one guy was so upset that I asked him to get his ID that he threw a fit, left an entire cart of groceries at my register and never came back. And then of course, all three managers who don't like me (sarah's mom, sarah's mom's best friend, and some other bitch) all yelled at me for carding him which was total bullshit.
And I'm fairly certain I've complained about the elevator situation at work before. In case I haven't, to get to the break room, I have to go upstairs which means I use this reeeeeallly slow lift called 'the wheelovater' to get me upstairs. It takes 2 to 3 minutes to go up one flight of stairs. Until I started working there, maintenance used it for storing their cart of cleaning supplies and bringing it up and downstairs. When I started working there they were told they couldn't keep the cart in there and they made sure that there was a cart upstairs and a cart downstairs.
The maintenance workers didn't like this, and I've had to talk to upper management about this because they kept leaving the cart in the elevator and I had to wait for maintenance to take it out or lower the lift back down to my level and I would lose about 10 minutes of my 15 minute break.
Well even though this one bitch threw a fit about it, asked why I couldn't eat downstairs alone we did better for a while. And we all even shared the elevator for a bit, maintenance would ask me when my breaks were and if I was going up to the break room and it worked even though it was super annoying for me. Although there would still be some issues whenever the bitch Charlene was on and I was told for a while that I needed to be patient because her husband had just died. So fine. I was patient then.
Flash forward to yesterday where I'm trying to go on a break during an absurdly busy day and being a service leader, I now know that someone is waiting for me to come back from my break so they can go on theirs. I head towards the elevator only to find that it's all the way upstairs (it should not be), so I wait the two to three minutes for the lift to come down, so I can get in the lift and spend three minutes going up, and by the time I get up a huge chunk of my break is gone and that's not even counting the time it takes to get back downstairs so I found Charlene cleaning one of the bathrooms up there and I say totally bitchily "hey charlene, you really need to send the elevator back downstairs."
And she says, "oh I'm training." Because that's totally an excuse.
So I say, "well I'm sorry I can't use the stairs."
And then I found out, she had the audacity to COMPLAIN ABOUT ME
AND THEN I WAS TOLD THAT I NEED TO BE MORE "PATIENT AND UNDERSTANDING" because Charlene's training someone new. WTF?
And I'm just so sick of this. I'm so sick of fighting with maintenance over the elevator. I'm so tired of wheeling in some nasty elevator filled with cleaner smells and garbage spills because I'm trying to keep everyone happy. I've had it. I don't want to share the elevator anymore. Not for anyone. Because it's not working and I'm sick of it and I'm tired. I'm tired of always going outside for my breaks because I don't want to deal with this. I'm tired of not eating during my breaks because I can't prepare my food because someone's blocking the elevator.
And I'm tired of complaining about it and no one taking me seriously. And honestly, I'm about to go to upper management and tell them that I'm not going to work there anymore if they can't leave the elevator free for me.
So I got the promotion at work. It's pretty sweet. I enjoy telling scammers 'no, there was no coupon on that, yes I checked'. However, trying to get people to take me seriously and do their jobs and what I tell them to do is actually a little more difficult. I check IDs on alcohol like 90% of the time (our rule is if they look under 45 to card them) especially as we had a sting operation that one of my coworkers failed and ended up being fired for giving 15 year olds cigarettes and one guy was so upset that I asked him to get his ID that he threw a fit, left an entire cart of groceries at my register and never came back. And then of course, all three managers who don't like me (sarah's mom, sarah's mom's best friend, and some other bitch) all yelled at me for carding him which was total bullshit.
And I'm fairly certain I've complained about the elevator situation at work before. In case I haven't, to get to the break room, I have to go upstairs which means I use this reeeeeallly slow lift called 'the wheelovater' to get me upstairs. It takes 2 to 3 minutes to go up one flight of stairs. Until I started working there, maintenance used it for storing their cart of cleaning supplies and bringing it up and downstairs. When I started working there they were told they couldn't keep the cart in there and they made sure that there was a cart upstairs and a cart downstairs.
The maintenance workers didn't like this, and I've had to talk to upper management about this because they kept leaving the cart in the elevator and I had to wait for maintenance to take it out or lower the lift back down to my level and I would lose about 10 minutes of my 15 minute break.
Well even though this one bitch threw a fit about it, asked why I couldn't eat downstairs alone we did better for a while. And we all even shared the elevator for a bit, maintenance would ask me when my breaks were and if I was going up to the break room and it worked even though it was super annoying for me. Although there would still be some issues whenever the bitch Charlene was on and I was told for a while that I needed to be patient because her husband had just died. So fine. I was patient then.
Flash forward to yesterday where I'm trying to go on a break during an absurdly busy day and being a service leader, I now know that someone is waiting for me to come back from my break so they can go on theirs. I head towards the elevator only to find that it's all the way upstairs (it should not be), so I wait the two to three minutes for the lift to come down, so I can get in the lift and spend three minutes going up, and by the time I get up a huge chunk of my break is gone and that's not even counting the time it takes to get back downstairs so I found Charlene cleaning one of the bathrooms up there and I say totally bitchily "hey charlene, you really need to send the elevator back downstairs."
And she says, "oh I'm training." Because that's totally an excuse.
So I say, "well I'm sorry I can't use the stairs."
And then I found out, she had the audacity to COMPLAIN ABOUT ME
AND THEN I WAS TOLD THAT I NEED TO BE MORE "PATIENT AND UNDERSTANDING" because Charlene's training someone new. WTF?
And I'm just so sick of this. I'm so sick of fighting with maintenance over the elevator. I'm so tired of wheeling in some nasty elevator filled with cleaner smells and garbage spills because I'm trying to keep everyone happy. I've had it. I don't want to share the elevator anymore. Not for anyone. Because it's not working and I'm sick of it and I'm tired. I'm tired of always going outside for my breaks because I don't want to deal with this. I'm tired of not eating during my breaks because I can't prepare my food because someone's blocking the elevator.
And I'm tired of complaining about it and no one taking me seriously. And honestly, I'm about to go to upper management and tell them that I'm not going to work there anymore if they can't leave the elevator free for me.