Working Drama: September 2004 Archives
Hi *waves*. I just haven't felt like posting lately. I haven't felt like doing anyting of late. I don't know if that is because I ran out of zoloft this week or what. I don't know. I'll try not to think about it.
Apparently my manager has the memory of a fruitfly. Three times, yes, three times, I told this man that I didn't want to be a combo-clerk and train as a checker, but did he listen... no. Now I'm going to spend the next week memorizing the top 50 produce codes that you must know in order to pass the checker test. I can see it now... me waking up in a cold sweat shouting out produce codes. Apricots... 4218, Artichoke... 4084, Asparagus... 4080! What a fucking nightmare.
On a happy note, I got a new shower-head today. Our other one broke so for the past couple of days I've had to take baths. Do you know what a hassel is to take a bath before you have to go to work. Not fun. Anyway, the new shower-head is fucking AWESOME! Much nicer than the last hand held we had. The last one only had 3 settings, but the new one has 5. Very nice.
Okay, I'm done boring you guys. Oh yeah, remember to vote in November! Every vote counts!
Peace and Love.
Hi *waves*. You've probably wondered why I haven't posted in a while. Well... I've been in a battle to the death with ants who have tried to take over my desk. Right now I'm winning, but who knows how the tides will turn by tomorrow.
This week at work should be fairly easy. If I have to do another three hours collecting carts in the blazing heat, I'm going to scream. It's been so freaking hot in cali the last month I'm suprised I haven't fated with heat-stroke yet. When I'm pushing like 15 carts in from the lot with sweat dripping down my face, I pray for heat-stroke... I really do. That would show those bastards.
My sister came to visit me at work on firday and she started helping me collect carts. By the end of her visit she stated that she hated customers and they were the laziest bastards on earth. It's true. Fuckers could have one plastic bag with a roll of toilet paper in it, yet they will still roll that cart all the way to the end of the lot and lodge it in one of the tree planters. And then there are the fuckers who leave their carts in the handicapped spaces, like handicapped people don't need to eat. What fucking ever.
Anyway, back to my easy week at work. I have a 5 hour shift on monday, have tuesday and wednesday off, then do nothing but soup demos until saturday, with sunday off. Very nice.
I'm just discontent with the world right now. Oh yeah, and North Korea may or may not have just set off a nuclear bomb test a couple of days ago. The Bush administration is really on top of things, aren't they?
Peace and Love.
