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[January 15th, 8:01pm] |
I wanted to die at work today.
So Sunday morning I get a call at like 9:00
"Amanda, it's Jill. We had a scheduling problem and I was wondering if you wanted some hours this morning." groggy me mumbles out a yes. She's like, get here, the sooner the better.
So I make it to work in record time. I get there and I'm like, Info and back up and they really screwed up. Then I'm shelving a cart and Jill says to me, they just got a Non Returnable sale pull list. This list is literally like 20-25 pages long, alpahbetical by section, authors are all over the place and they're pretty much single copies of everything. So I worked on that bitch for four hours, forgoing a break, and left at 4 to go home to watch the Giants/Cowboys football game, (Sorry guys, I was happy the Giants won). I get to come in again on monday, around 11 til like 5 and for those six hours straight, again I dont take a break, all I did was pull shit. I know that doesn't seem like its hard, but its frustrating as all hell because the shit is everywhere, including piled under a desk in the back room from when it was tried to return in the first place. I seriously saw like five books i'd been looking for. So I left work yesterday with a splitting headache from not eating and from the pull. I go back to work today around 12 until 4 to do the same shit. Today I started pulling plush toys. Oh let me tell you how much fun that is. NOT.
But here's the kicker. Around 3:30, I get a page that Jill wants to see the list. I bring it to her and she says that Gary, our GM, doesnt believe the list exists. So she brings it to him, and I kinda follow since, hi, I should be praised for this shit, and he goes ballistic. he starts going off about how he doesnt think theres an actual sale and that we're wasting time, at which point I have to walk away because I've just spent 3 days on this list and its like, dont you fucking tell me that i've wasted my time you asshole. Finally, when I really just wanted to leave, another supervisor was like, ok you can stop pulling stuff now, and I was like THANK GOD and I got my shit and left before anyone (namely Jill) could notice that I was leaving. She seemed to think that I was staying past four when she told me the day before that she could only give me four hours. I think not. It was just really frustrating and this one girl made it all the more frustrating. I like her a lot but she's got a lot of nerve.
So, I've got this huge list, and she's like omg I love RPL (required pull lists) i'm like this is NOT RPL its a step beyond that and around the corner to hell. yes, its still the same, yay I get to stare at books and pull them, but its more frustrating because there is no quantity and no rhyme or reason to the shit on the list. Also, sunday, she's like "omg I can't believe Nora had the balls to call out today! People had hours cut and she pulls this shit!" i was liek hold on there chief. They (meaning the store) screwed up. They scheduled Nora even though SHE'S BACK AT SCHOOL. So don't talk shit about people unless you really know whats going on. Also, yesterday she was apparently looking for a book in kids. So she pages about the African American section in kids and I page back (cause I know that place like the back of my hand) there is no african american section. SHe was like, well it says there is in the computer, reallllly snotty. Jill, who i was with, her eyes got as big as saucers. I was like, well theres not, so you can look in history on the Non fiction wall. There is a designation for AA in kids, but we dont have ti cause no one keeps kids in any order, except me and Stephanie. She also had the audacity to be like, well come help me. I stayed where I was cause I was doing shit. 15 minutes later I'm back on the floor and she's still trying to find it. I ask her what she's looking for and she's like "oh the book of nothing" I'm like, seriously? Just tell me what you're looking for. So I kinda look over her shoulder to the computer and see it and i'm like, here I'll find it. i go to kids, go to the Non fiction wall, sit down and immeadiately put my hand on the book and hand it to the customer. She was like omg how did you do that, you couldn't have helped me 15 minutes ago. I just walked away saying something like, I know kids and I was busy. Seriously, I like her, but she hasn't been there nearly long enough to pull shit like that. A few days ago she was like, Nikki and Charlene don't have hours either, how come you're getting them, that doesnt seem fair. I'm like, well lets see. I've been here longer, so I deserve them and I do something about not having them. Yeah, we got cut like 400 hours from christmas, but that doesn't mean i'm just gonna accept not having hours.
Seriously, sometims that store is so frustrating. I bend over backwards for them sometimes and all I get is fucked in the ass.
Sorry this is so long and pointless...I just needed to vent all my work shit out.
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