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I was Supposed to Check in or Something Right?

Ugh. I hate working.

I’m not in a good mood. Apparently I have seasonal depression but my season is summer time. Even though I love the summer time. I like being hot more than I like being cold. I hate frozen feet. Sweaty feet I can deal with. But yeah I’ve been in a mood. My last post was kind of a give away to that I hope.

Checking in:
No soda all week! And one maybe two, no wait, just one sweet tea. I love the sweet tea.
I don’t recall going to a fast food place but I could be wrong. My brain hasn’t been working properly lately.
I got a hysterical birthday card from my mom. The best was that my nephew signed the envelope. And my niece, signed it twice. It’s one that sings when you open it. Oscar LOVES it. He keeps asking if it’s his birthday…

I asked for Oscar’s birthday off, because, you know, it’s a kind of important day right? Well they or I should say my assistant manager in charge of scheduling denied me. Because his birthday is on Labor Day. So of course I have to work on LABOR day. fuckers. That’s right. I said it. So I have to work from 2pm to 11pm on his birthday. I’m all sorts of broken up about this because well I might not be a mushy mom and we might not have much planned as of yet for his birthday but I would like to spend the day with him. And maybe get him a cake. We’re not going to have cake at noon for him. That’s ridiculous. Don’t tell me it’s not.

It’s my oldest nephew’s birthday today. I don’t know if he’ll call me on it but I didn’t do a whole post about him. I know! But because I love him I will tell him HAPPY STINKING BIRTHDAY CHRISH! He’s so old! Which in turn makes the rest of us so old. I was certain he was only like 7 or something but no he’s 19 now. He’s almost 20…wow. Hey sister, how does that make you feel?! hahah!! Sorry.

So I’m not finding too many positives about life lately and I’ve tried to find them. They’re just not there. Or they are they’re just smaller than the huge ass negatives happening around me.

My only wish is that I could better handle these things. I also wish I had a quicker wit about me. Because I always come up with things to say to people way after they say mean things or yell at me at work.
There’s an old man at work that is a people greeter. He needs to either quit or die or something, I can’t really be sure. But I will tell you that I wish a painful death on him every time I have to work with him. He’s old and slow and he hates women. And he hates women in authority positions even more. So it’s just soo fun being his “boss.” I use the term “boss” very lightly. I don’t boss people around at work. I ask them to do things for me and they do. And I give advice and I help with problems. Anyway that’s besides the point. The point is this old man is a dickhead. And needs to retire. I love my old people. I love the old ladies that work at my store. I have decided that they are actually running the store and we just do their bidding unbeknownst to us. I think they’re like mob bosses or something. Anyway this old man going back to him decided to berate me in front of other associates and customers for not being “at the podium when I got here” so he took it upon himself to go to the door of his choosing which was not the door that I had him scheduled for. No big deal. I don’t mind, but when you yell at me about it, that pisses me off. Where was I going with this? Anyway I was told after he did that what I “should have said” and by then it was too late. He had already gotten his way like the big old man baby he is. And then I told an associate to go “give the grumpy old man a break” (yeah probably not the smartest thing but whatever I was still mad) and he said “do you want me to tell him you said that?” and I said, because I was still mad, “yes, please tell him I called him a grumpy old man” and when that old asshole came back from his break he says “I want to ASK you a question.” me: “what?” him: “Just what type of grumpy old man am I?” and I just rolled my eyes and said “A regular old grumpy old man.” And that was it. I would love to get called into the office for that. I would LOVE IT! Fucking old man needs to quit or die already.

Ugh. Sorry. You see this? This is what happens. This is what happens when my seasonal depression hits. I’m going to go crawl back into my hole now.


Posted by on August 10, 2010 in Angry Ranting, Depression, Work BS


I slept for like 100 hours

Apparently I hit a good thing by blogging about hoarders. Because my ONE post about hoarders has gotten over 100 hits this week. And apparently HOARDING is a very hot topic at the moment. I find that odd.What’s even more strange is that yesterday we were actually watching Hoarders on TV! (and cue the Twilight Zone Music)

I have been super itchy lately. Like all over my body itches. So I finally got some benadryl and instead of just being safe and taking one I wanted to knock the damn itching out so I took two. And then I took a coma. I mean a nap. I went into a stupor and then made Oscar rest with me. Thank God Barb was here so when he decided not to rest anymore I could still pass out. It took a bit to get out of it. But then I was back and cooking dinner. After working so much I really miss being at home to do this stuff. I kind of enjoy doing it. CRAZY!

New business: I got a “promotion” at work. I am now a Customer Service Supervisor. I know it sounds awesome! It’s a whole 90 cents more which is nice. It’s still part time which is fine, because their version of part time is anything below 36 hours for 3 weeks at a time. So who knows I might be putting in 40 hour weeks here and there. Which will be nice for the bill paying situation. I’m actually pretty happy to be moving up and what not. I don’t think I want to ever be an assistant manager there though, they never look happy. Anyway, it’s a good change and I’m hoping that maybe it will help me not hate work so much. I’ve been sick of being on the register. I don’t understand how people can just be a cashier ALL the time. Ugh.

Well that’s it. I’m waiting for Glee to start now. Maybe that might get me more hits. I might have to profess my love for GLEE. Glee is the best musical show ever. OH! And they’re doing Lady Gaga songs. And not to sound like everyone else on the internet but SQUEEEEEEEE. Eww that made me kinda sick.

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Posted by on May 25, 2010 in Work BS


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I Don’t Want to Work Anymore…and oh yeah…Big News!

They keep scheduling me for 30 to 32 hours a week. Dude. I thought part-time meant like 20-25 hours a week. I think they’re trying to kill me here. Sure yes the money is good and I should not bitch. But I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. I should have married a rich man because this girl right here? She was not meant to work full-time. I’m just not. It leaves me open to making more mistakes. The more I work the worse I get.
Oh and a BTW to customers: You don’t have to tell me if you’re using debit or credit, my screen tells me what you’ve chosen, or I can see you clearly punching in the numbers for your PIN.
And there is a reason why some lanes are 20 items or less. We only have three bags on the carousel and when you have more the 20 items you take forever to empty your freaking cart and then the people in line behind you get mad at ME. For you taking forever.
Oh and one more thing. Yes please ignore the 6 people in line behind you and wait until I get completely done to run your credit card. Don’t bother looking for it while I’m ringing up your 30 items in my 20 items or less line.
I did, however on a lighter/funnier note, see this the other day stuck to a cupboard by the front doors for the door greeters, on a tag: “number of idems, initials, date, name of idems” Yeah. IDEMS. I had to fix it, I had to. I’m not the world’s number one spelling bee champion, and many of you can attest to this, but yeah that was a glaring mistake.

On to the big news.

Jesse is going to school!! Yay!! 10 years after he graduated high school and he’s decided that he’s going to go to college. For what you ask? Oh just Criminal Justice so he can become a cop. Which is hilarious considering his past. But hey it works for him. I think he will do smashing. And not to be gross and all weird on you but I think he will look pretty damn good in a uniform…That’s what I’m looking forward to. And no there will be no pictures of him. Okay their might be pictures of him. hehe. So he actually went in and talked to the financial aid office at one of the community colleges here, and found out that the course is offered at the OTHER C.C. so later this week he will drive all the way over to the other one across town and talk to THAT financial aid office and see what we can do. This means that I will be hopefully completing and passing my school work here in the near future so that I can get a better paying job. If I continue on. That is still up in the air because I’m at a complete loss with this course. Anyway back to stinking Jesse, he’s decided to go full-time though and just either not work or work less. This means we’ll have to live off student loans and my work. Which will hopefully be 40 hours a week and not at W.M. But if he goes full-time that just means he gets done faster and gets a good job faster. Which is all good for me! Because then maybe I can be a stay at home mom again. haha. Just kidding! (Maybe)

Twitter things that bug me: Saying the same things over and over again. I’m not talking about just your blog post that you keep telling us about. But you’ve already said that earlier today. You know how I know? Because I’m on twitter a lot, just like you are. Yes we know that you are witty, it makes it less witty the second time around. Oh and honestly once a day for your blog post is good enough. Twice, yes I have been guilty of this, is pushing it. But every hour on the hour? KNOCK IT OFF!
Thank you and goodnight.

Okay it’s almost 11 in the PM I have to get up bright and early with the monster child and yeah I live for doing that.

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Posted by on January 25, 2010 in School Dayz, Work BS


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