I just got a text telling me that we're going to be receiving 700 pieces of freight nightly this week at the job.

For those of you that don't work retail, that's a lot. Especially if you only have a four-man crew to work it and then backstock it at night and you're part of that crew. Don't fool yourselves that BB&B has a separate cleaning and stock ( Read more... )

Being eaten alive by arriving Christmas freight, low morale, and general occupation madness in greater magnitudes than usual.

In other words,

SAVE ME SUPERMAN!

If anyone needs me, I'll be buried alive under the zebra-print Snuggies and the Pillow Pets.

MERRY CHRISTMAS, YOU GUYS!

AND THANK YOU FOR ALL THE BOLSTERING THIS SEASON!!!

I NEVER WOULD HAVE MADE IT WITHOUT YOU!


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And totally fucking determined not to give a damn about anyone pissed about yesterday. I will get in, get through, go home, actually enjoy Christmas, and forget that God-forsaken place exists for two days before I do the last blast on Sunday.

That is all. I will frikkin' do this.

*puts on suit of armor and heads out*

Two days to Christmas Eve and I can officially call this as the worst Christmas I've had in all my years of retail. Not business-wise. God, no. Business-wise, sales are up everywhere. I mean for the employees. I've never been so exhausted. I will not be doing retail next year if it's going to be like this. I've had enough.

And so help me God, if one ( Read more... )

One week, three days. That's all. I will make it.

Here's hoping no one called out, no one is on sick leave, we keep a few items in stock, the customers aren't on auto-pilot [like last night], that the fridge at work is still stocked with energy drink the way I left it last night [or that someone made a new batch], and that I don't fall asleep or cut a bitch before closing time, which is now ( Read more... )

Been planning to do this for a while, but just haven't had the chance with the madness going on. This is what's on the baking agenda this year:

( Thousands of Calories Under The Cut! )

If yesterday is any indication, we're going to get slaughtered after Black Friday. Yes, it's job security. Yes, I've heard it a million times. But when you're looking at a sea of people that are used to only having a moment *literally* to wait and the lines are eight deep and you've called for back-up and there's no one else there? Yeah. Not even ( Read more... )

Happy Mother's Day, F-List, with especial notice to htbthomas!

Also, much love to those of us that wish it were the case and have furry babies. Yes, it counts. Trust me, I know personally.