Be Lazy
I think that I have finally learned the secret to life. BE LAZY! Oh and also if your day starts with a fight with a 300 pound diabetic in Starbucks just give up on the day and go back to bed. The day really only gets worse from there. Hence the be lazy title of this post.
So I walk into Starbucks at my usual time to see a huge line up. I'm ok with this, I'm used to the line up so I leave my house nice and early. This 300 pound woman in a huge yellow mumu with a walker (she was only like 35 not 80) gets in line behind me. At this point I take a quick look, inwardly shudder and think of how nasty that looks. Her equally large mother walks up to the front where the sandwhiches and cakes are and looks around. Again no problems with this. Until she walks up to the till and starts to order. At this point I have been in line for ten minutes. I haven' t had coffee, a smoke and I am sick. Translation NOT IN A GOOD MOOD. So I have to say something. I very polietly say "Excuse me but there are four other people in line ahead of you." She turns around, looks at me and says "I have been waiting for over a half hour." Me, "I have been waiting for 10 minutes and since I am ahead of you in the line, you have not been waiting for a half hour." Her, "Well I have diabetes and need to eat!". Now I am pissed and thinking ok well because of you I am going to be late for work. The people ahead of me are amused and the girl at the till is nodding and agreeing with me. I counted what she ordered, 8 cakes (slices). 8!!!! And she is freaking diabetic. And she ordered a couple frapacinos. Again I repeat she is diafuckingbetic!!!! Me, "No wonder you are diabetic!!!" This comment has everyone in the line up including the Starbucks workers cracking up.
Work was hell. Including a fight with our LP manager over a first aid course. I had to move our entire mens department. The racks are way too heavy for one person much less someone my size but I did it anyways. At one point our HR manager walked by and said I looked like I was struggling. I told her that I wanted our store manager to walk by so he could see why I was so pissed off yesterday when he told me to do the move. Then I injure myself because one of the racks was broken and I didn't know this. So I have to do the first aid reports. Then my manager decides she is going to help me with the rest. Fine. So I tell her what I want her to do and everything goes as well as it could with 2 irritated, tired, stressed Aries attempting to work together. Before I continue I must clarify. My manager used to work with me in my department. With everything we had to do it was barely managable between the two of us. Since she got promotted in August it has been only me to do all of it. So I am uber stressed and pissed right now. Not to mention that I don't know what hurts more, my hand or the infections in my ears and eyes. She comes up to me and says "Do you do recovery when you start because your purses are a mess. You need to clean them." Let me also mention here that I have a huge clearance sale on so all of my clearance needs to be up front. My kids area has not had markdowns done since before Christmas and that it is a disorganized mess. I was stunned, then livid. I stared at her and said "Did you actually just say that to me?" and walked away before I shot my mouth off any further. She of all people know what it is like to work there. Especially since the two of us could barely do it and now I have to do it on my own. Haven't talked to her since so I am going to go in tomorrow on my day off and discuss it with her.
I also have a crim law midterm tomorrow and I still have 2 chapters to read. Only slightly stresed out. I emailed our HR manager tonight and asked for stress leave. We'll see what happens. I probably won't take it. Although if my manager makes another comment like she did today I will throw up my hands, say "fuck it" and walk right the fuck out the door. So the moral in all of this is that it doesn't pay to work your ass off. Nobody appreciates it. The only people who really get ahead in our store are usually late, stand and talk for half their shift, take extra breaks and leave at 5:59 if they are off at 6. So for the next week I am going to test this theory of laziness. Updates to come.