Friday, November 25, 2011
I Survived
Another Black Friday has come and gone. And I survived it yet again. More later, as I am too tired to think straight.
Monday, November 21, 2011
Oh, Yay.
So I found out what I'm working during "The Event", AKA Black Friday.
I'm doing a 6:45 to 4 PM shift. That is completely not what I had signed up for; I asked for something a bit later in the day. (Me and getting up early don't really get along. Well, unless I'm doing something important, like attending BotCon or checking a GTS trade. But I digress.)
I am going to be a zombie this Friday. Wonderful, I can barely wait.
But on the bright side, I can watch Thundercats that night. If it airs, that is.
--Weasel, not feeling the Christmas spirit at all.
I'm doing a 6:45 to 4 PM shift. That is completely not what I had signed up for; I asked for something a bit later in the day. (Me and getting up early don't really get along. Well, unless I'm doing something important, like attending BotCon or checking a GTS trade. But I digress.)
I am going to be a zombie this Friday. Wonderful, I can barely wait.
But on the bright side, I can watch Thundercats that night. If it airs, that is.
--Weasel, not feeling the Christmas spirit at all.
Thursday, November 03, 2011
Halloween Doesn't Get Any Stranger
It's Halloween and I'm covering a break on the self check-outs. It's nothing I haven't done before, only this afternoon I'm dealing with a huge migraine headache and we are busy.
It also doesn't help that one of the self checks is shut down and not working, which is putting a massive strain on the other three. It goes without saying that I'm running around like I'm crazy, trying to keep up with everything.
I wasn't doing such a great job, either. But I digress.
As I'm standing near the pay station, I see cashier Sean rushing towards me. He's wearing his coat and he looks upset. Very upset. He then proceeds to tell me as he breezes by that I will never see him again. He's just been fired.
Yeah, I can't say a whole lot as he stalks by. I'm too shocked to say anything other than "What?!"
Not five minutes later, management is by the doors. They're all talking and watching the doors as if they expect Sean to come back, but I know he won't. If I were in that same position, I know full well I wouldn't walk back into the building. I wouldn't be able to handle it.
Sean's wife came in about an hour and a half later to get his things; she wasn't happy and I couldn't really blame her. She was supposedly mouthing off about management, but I honestly don't know if that's even true.
With Sean, this had been a long time coming. He often couldn't keep his mouth shut and said a lot of inappropriate things in front of customers and associates alike. But it's still a shock. I'm still frankly rather stunned it happened.
The rest of the day went by pretty quickly; there weren't any other odd happenings or weirdness of any sort afterwards. My migraine had also cleared up by lunchtime so I was actually feeling better. But man, what a weird Halloween.
In other news, Nintendo Wi-Fi is not working for me. I can't get onto GTS, which is frustrating. There might be a shiny Golett or shiny Golurk who needs a home and I can't get to it. (frustrated grumble) It doesn't help that I'm waiting on a blasted trade over here...
--Weasel, "Come on, can't you let me on for a few minutes? Please? There's a Golett out there waiting for me..."
It also doesn't help that one of the self checks is shut down and not working, which is putting a massive strain on the other three. It goes without saying that I'm running around like I'm crazy, trying to keep up with everything.
I wasn't doing such a great job, either. But I digress.
As I'm standing near the pay station, I see cashier Sean rushing towards me. He's wearing his coat and he looks upset. Very upset. He then proceeds to tell me as he breezes by that I will never see him again. He's just been fired.
Yeah, I can't say a whole lot as he stalks by. I'm too shocked to say anything other than "What?!"
Not five minutes later, management is by the doors. They're all talking and watching the doors as if they expect Sean to come back, but I know he won't. If I were in that same position, I know full well I wouldn't walk back into the building. I wouldn't be able to handle it.
Sean's wife came in about an hour and a half later to get his things; she wasn't happy and I couldn't really blame her. She was supposedly mouthing off about management, but I honestly don't know if that's even true.
With Sean, this had been a long time coming. He often couldn't keep his mouth shut and said a lot of inappropriate things in front of customers and associates alike. But it's still a shock. I'm still frankly rather stunned it happened.
The rest of the day went by pretty quickly; there weren't any other odd happenings or weirdness of any sort afterwards. My migraine had also cleared up by lunchtime so I was actually feeling better. But man, what a weird Halloween.
In other news, Nintendo Wi-Fi is not working for me. I can't get onto GTS, which is frustrating. There might be a shiny Golett or shiny Golurk who needs a home and I can't get to it. (frustrated grumble) It doesn't help that I'm waiting on a blasted trade over here...
--Weasel, "Come on, can't you let me on for a few minutes? Please? There's a Golett out there waiting for me..."
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