update since saturday.....
the shower sucked. i felt like i was there to hand over my share of the cash. i love my sister, but she really knows how to fuck up something that can be happy... staying with my step-mom and dealing with her being so completely uncomfortable at the shower wasn't as bad as it coulda been. at least i was prepared for her to be upset afterward. after the shower, spott came to get me from ma's house, and we did some visiting with her friends becca and krin. it was fun. we watched addams family values. then we went to spott's parents' house to sleep in a tent.
sunday was pretty relaxing. we got to sit around and eat someone else's VERY well prepared food, watch someone else's cable, and read books. it was good. we came home sunday evening.
monday... monday i spent most of the day at work cleaning up other people's bullshit from the weekend. i had to give away an $80 order because somebody didn't pay attention to what was in. $80 is 1/5 of a decent sales day for our copymax, so you can imagine i was NOT happy about that in the least. besides that, there were 3 other fairly major things that didn't get done over the weekend like they should have been. that fucked up my whole day, and i was ready to call the district manager and beg for my old job back. i didn't. instead, i went back tuesday...
to clean up somebody else's mess again. i spent the better part of yesterday redoing orders that were done wrong in the first place. can you tell the people that i work with are about freaking useless? anyway... i was talking to the one girl about stuff that wasn't done and why (because she didn't bother to read the communication book or look in the jobs in rack, which happens to be right on the counter), and she shrugged and said "shit happens!". after a week and a half of putting up with this girl's bullshit attitude, i told her in no uncertain terms that shit does NOT happen when you pay attention to what is in and our comm tools. i didn't make it public, and i didn't do it in front of customers. i wasn't loud, and while i was frustrated and stern, i wasn't mean. she stormed to the other side of the store, and soon was in tears, whining that i was the world's biggest bitch to one of the store supervisors. it was satisfying
. what makes it even better is she didn't even finish her shift, she just quit. left on the spot. i'm down someone to cover shifts, but honestly that left me with half the workload because i don't have to schedule for her fuck-ups. HA!
today was MUCH better. all the supervisors besides the one that that girl bitched to worked today, including the store manager, and they all told me i was doing a good job and i did the right thing and that girl was a spoiled, hand-held brat and they hadn't been able to find a way to fire her in all her time there. well, now she is absolutely not rehireable... even if she had just left she wouldn't be, but with the "YOU ARE A BITCH" written across a page of the communicatin book, and the note saying "you know how to do everything so much better than us, then do it alone. i quit." that are now in her official officemax file, she won't even get a halfway good reference out of a job she's been at for 2 years. so sad, really. do you see my tears? so to all the cooshy-life, never-really-have-to-work-for-anything people in the world, I JUST HAD MY BIT OF KARMA. let me say this again HA!
i just got home from being stabbed repeatedly with a vibrating needle... i just got recolored (as a test for a new artist--she officially has my business!), and i will have a pic up as soon as i have new batteries for my cam! spott got her foot done too, but that is hers to tell about.
now, i am about starving (think belly button meets backbone). time for dinner!
♥
the shower sucked. i felt like i was there to hand over my share of the cash. i love my sister, but she really knows how to fuck up something that can be happy... staying with my step-mom and dealing with her being so completely uncomfortable at the shower wasn't as bad as it coulda been. at least i was prepared for her to be upset afterward. after the shower, spott came to get me from ma's house, and we did some visiting with her friends becca and krin. it was fun. we watched addams family values. then we went to spott's parents' house to sleep in a tent.
sunday was pretty relaxing. we got to sit around and eat someone else's VERY well prepared food, watch someone else's cable, and read books. it was good. we came home sunday evening.
monday... monday i spent most of the day at work cleaning up other people's bullshit from the weekend. i had to give away an $80 order because somebody didn't pay attention to what was in. $80 is 1/5 of a decent sales day for our copymax, so you can imagine i was NOT happy about that in the least. besides that, there were 3 other fairly major things that didn't get done over the weekend like they should have been. that fucked up my whole day, and i was ready to call the district manager and beg for my old job back. i didn't. instead, i went back tuesday...
to clean up somebody else's mess again. i spent the better part of yesterday redoing orders that were done wrong in the first place. can you tell the people that i work with are about freaking useless? anyway... i was talking to the one girl about stuff that wasn't done and why (because she didn't bother to read the communication book or look in the jobs in rack, which happens to be right on the counter), and she shrugged and said "shit happens!". after a week and a half of putting up with this girl's bullshit attitude, i told her in no uncertain terms that shit does NOT happen when you pay attention to what is in and our comm tools. i didn't make it public, and i didn't do it in front of customers. i wasn't loud, and while i was frustrated and stern, i wasn't mean. she stormed to the other side of the store, and soon was in tears, whining that i was the world's biggest bitch to one of the store supervisors. it was satisfying
. what makes it even better is she didn't even finish her shift, she just quit. left on the spot. i'm down someone to cover shifts, but honestly that left me with half the workload because i don't have to schedule for her fuck-ups. HA!
today was MUCH better. all the supervisors besides the one that that girl bitched to worked today, including the store manager, and they all told me i was doing a good job and i did the right thing and that girl was a spoiled, hand-held brat and they hadn't been able to find a way to fire her in all her time there. well, now she is absolutely not rehireable... even if she had just left she wouldn't be, but with the "YOU ARE A BITCH" written across a page of the communicatin book, and the note saying "you know how to do everything so much better than us, then do it alone. i quit." that are now in her official officemax file, she won't even get a halfway good reference out of a job she's been at for 2 years. so sad, really. do you see my tears?
so to all the cooshy-life, never-really-have-to-work-for-anything people in the world, I JUST HAD MY BIT OF KARMA. let me say this again HA!
i just got home from being stabbed repeatedly with a vibrating needle... i just got recolored (as a test for a new artist--she officially has my business!), and i will have a pic up as soon as i have new batteries for my cam! spott got her foot done too, but that is hers to tell about.
now, i am about starving (think belly button meets backbone). time for dinner!
♥
Where is the girls tattoo shop? I'm searching for someone good.
Does she do design?