Ok I just spent like an hour trying to remember what my user name was on here. It's been so long with so much trama, and alcohol drinking in betwwen that I totally forgot what my user name was. I beg my dear blogger for forgivness. *listens* He forgives me.
**Pauses while she has a long chat with Dustin and Alex**
Yeah, so it's been a while, but I guess I can say that I'm feeling better, and that it prolly wouldn't have been positive posts if I had made any since the last time that I did so. I started my promotion at work in this time, and I liked the work of the promotion. But I'm starting to get annoyed with alot of the workers at work. And starting to like Safeway even less than I did before. And people have been giving me ideas of other places I could check out.
Ok, first I think I should apologize if some of the things I say don't make sense in this post because I'm rotating back and forth between here and two chats, so I might not be following my stories through properly. But I prolly wont even post much tonight anyways, since I don't really feel like it, but had promised that I would post SOMETHING today. With that over with I'll go on to talk about night crew. I love working FM during the night. The actual night crew is filled with crazy guys who actually smoke pot in the store and keep me amused throughout the night. The other FM girls were nice and didn't bitch when they did double the work I did as it was my first time. Not to mention you can wear whatever you want because the store isn't open so no uniform required. And they played CJ all night and I caught up on some of the new music I'd been missing out on lately. I spent most of the night on the floor figuring out tags, stamps, signs and stickers for various items. I didn't have to sit on the floor unless I was doing the bottom shelf, but it was fun, so I did anyways.
My funny story of some crazy customer for tonight, as I will try to have a new one (not much effort as stupid shit usually happens with customers at work anyways) each time I post, is about a little old lady. They are the good ones. She comes rushing in to me as I've just started my shift, doing her little old lady shuffle feet repeatedly run looking totally distraught. I ask her if I can help her. "Oh yes yes, there is something wrong with the carts, please you must hurry before someone steals my quarter!". Apparently she couldn't figure out how to separate a cart from the others, and instead of taking her quarter back out she left it there while she searched for help. I get out there and it turns out she's put the quarter in the second cart instead of the first, so she unlocked two instead of one and to her little old lady self it was not obvious. So I shove the second cart back into the pile with the others, grab her quarter and put it in the first one. She looks at me like I've discovered the cure for cancer. I give her the best smile I can conjure without snorting and go back to my till. Later on she comes through my till. She is purchasing 2 items, that she could have fit in one hand. She hadn't even needed the cart. She comes up to me and goes "Ahhhhh, my little knight in shinning armor!"........ ....... ...... ....what the hell? This old lady is like 4'9 and she's calling me little. And she's acting like I did some big brave thing when all I did was fix some silly mistake that her old feeble mind created. Whatever.
Tonight I got in trouble from work. I had the last 3 days off, and I told my manager over the weekend that I did NOT want to work at all these days, so not to bother calling. But of course she called each day asking if I would work one of them. I did not answer my phone, so they left messages. But aparently to a safeway manager, if you leave a message on someone's answering machine that automatically means that that person has agreed to work the shift, even if you never directly spoke to that person. So they had booked me to work tonight, and I never knew about it, until they call me and ask me where the hell I am, because I am late. Well, I'm not fucking late, cuz I'm bloody well not working today so screw off. "Well stacy, how about you just come down now and we'll forget about everything, we wont even write you up for being late". Yeah Fuck You Bitch. It's my day off and I'm not coming it. I reply "no". "no?". "No, I'm not coming it, it's my day off and I'm not coming in because you guys made a mistake. And if you dare write me up, I'll report you". "Ok stacy, have a good night". Yeah fuck you too. So yeah, I'll prolly get into shit tomorrow, but I'm not concerned. Not in the least.
Because!!!!!!! I'm tired of them always screwing me over with my shifts. I deserve the days off that I get, and when I get them and pretell that I don't want to work these days, for fuck with me and schedule me to work them. So for those of you (you know who you are) that told me that I was being pushed around and being walked over by Safeway people, you were right, and I'm sorry for disagreeing with you, and I hope you're proud of me for standing up for myself tonight.
And!!!!! I applied at Telus tonight. From what I can tell I'm more than qualified for the position I applied for and they will, after a few months start to train me up for a better job. So I will get the education that everyone is wanting me to get, without having to go back to school. And it'll be a better job, and be paying more, which are very good things. I swear I'm not sticking around her forever, and I mean to stand by my word. So I can get this training, and then stay with them for the required amount of time that they ask you to stay with them, and then I can start planning my escape. Much good plans I am thinking. Something with go screwy as it always does I'm sure, but for now I will be in good moods. Why worry about something that hasn't come to pass yet. Why worry at all, be happy with what you got and deal with problems when they happen. I really appreciate and care for the person who taught me that. Thank you.
Well I guess I'll get going now that the hot chocolate effects has worn off me. I'll be sure to post again soon, now that I'm in better spirits. Someone reply to some of this stuff. Nobody ever replies to anything, except Stephan *hugs stephan*. I'll keep you all informed about the job and stuff too. Wish me luck.