hollybrooke: (Keytar Mordecai)
So a few weeks ago, my brother's girlfriend moved in with our family. We had to do a massive (and seriously overdue) cleaning-out of the basement and around the house. I ended up consolidating a lot of my own junk. We kept talking about doing a yard sale, but you never really bring much money in with those things, so we pitched a lot of it.

But yeah, Jessica's living with us. The main reason being that her parents are ripping her off money-wise. I'm not going to get into the details here, but long story short, they were pulling a fast one on her. We're not charging her rent or anything, and she really isn't all that much of a burden around here, but the way Mom goes on and on about it...

Oh well. We'll see how long this lasts. I don't mind her staying here for a while. She and I like a lot of the same things and we get along well. I think Mom makes a big deal over nothing, really.

*tangent* Not much was done for Labor Day. I had a day off, and I tried in vain to re-figure my wiring setup for my TV and my DVD/VCR and my Blu-Ray players with my adapter because I'd like to be able to record stuff (like "Regular Show")....and now I have no way of watching my DVDs or tapes because I got utterly confused in the process. Kevin gave it his best shot, and he got confused as well. It would help matters immensely if I had a more modern TV with a normal setup in the back. Kevin says he has a spare newer TV from when he was still living with his dad just sitting in his closet. I told him he doesn't have to just let me have that and I would just make do with this till I can get a new one. So we came to an agreement. He said he'll let me use that TV so I can be able to watch DVDs until I get a new one. (And TVs will be going on sale in a couple of months anyway when we get closer to Christmas.)

In an ironic twist, the "Rage Against the TV" of "Regular Show" aired yesterday after I was having my TV problems.

*tangent* I still don't like my job. What else is new? Trying to keep up with my work blog and doing my best at writing that book. I've fallen into a rut. Working on my art is taking up a lot of my time. I made a vow that I'm going to go the next 30 days trying to get at least something drawn. And South Shore Arts will soon be starting up another round of classes so I can brush up on my skills, so I have to keep my eye open for that.

*tangent* I could cry. Alton Brown just tweeted that they wrapped up the last episode of "Good Eats." But he's moving on to new projects, and as long as we have the Cooking Channel, "Good Eats" will live on. As long as I have my books and DVDs, I'll be good.

*tangent* On the flip side, "My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic" will be starting up on the hotly anticipated season 2 next week! And JG Quintel just announced that season 3 of "Regular Show" will be airing in a couple of weeks as well. (WOW, that was fast.)

(Anyone want to help me turn THAT into an LJ icon? I'll love you long time if you do.)

*tangent* Mom goes in to see the doctor for her test results next week. Keep your fingers crossed for her.

*tangent* Now is the time of year where I have to start thinking about what the hell I'm going to do for Halloween.

*tangent* I'm going to get started re-painting my bedroom walls next week. I'd LOVE to be able to do a big mural all over them like Rapunzel did in Tangled, but no. If I were going to be living here forever, I wouldn't have a problem with that. But I aim to be out of here by next summer, so I'm just going with a nice neutral. Mom says I should get one gallon because "that should take care of the whole room," but I call bullshit on that. One gallon was NOT enough last time we tried painting in here. For crying out loud, one wall in this room is still unfinished!

And that's it on my end. Later, dudes.
hollybrooke: (Neo Queen Serenity)
To be honest, not a whole lot has been going on lately. I'm still fighting the good fight at work, hating the job and everything that comes along with it. Home life is still just as irritating. And my 30th birthday is coming up in less than a month...and the depression sets in.

I thought I would be moved out and away from my family by now. I really did. But I'm pretty much living paycheck to paycheck because of bills. I still feel that I'm wasting my time at SVT. I also feel that my parents don't expect me to move out anymore and constantly rely on me to do shit for them, and I still feel underappreciated around the house, and it's really pissing me off. I haven't been able to get a second job to earn some side cash. And things with Kevin are okay, but that's just it. They're okay. We've been together for about three years now, and sometimes I don't think he takes the relationship very seriously.

To top it all off, the holidays are just around the corner, and to be completely honest, I'm not looking forward to them at all this year. I feel this year, customers are going to be even more irritated and cranky to deal with than before. And then to add insult to injury...let's put it this way. I work in a very conservative town where everyone lives by the rules of the church. Lately, I've just been questioning my own faith. I don't even know what I believe in anymore. And I feel if I were to tell anyone this, they'd just barrage me with a bunch of pro-Christian stuff to try to reinforce my belief in Christ, and...that just ain't cutting it for me anymore. That "God has a plan" stuff really doesn't make you feel any better when it looks like everything's going to shit. If this is God's great plan, to be living as an indigent under my parents' roof while working for just a little over slave wages at a crummy grocery store where I have to deal with stupid cranky people on a daily basis and watching my mother's neurological disease slowly get worse, I don't like it.
hollybrooke: (Rapunzel and Pascale)
So there's a guy on a shooting spree around here!

HONEYBEES. That is all.

Scary. It got people at work freaked out.

I nearly quit yesterday. Why? Go read the post about it at [livejournal.com profile] customers_suck, about "Richard Simmons." I haven't even posted about it yet at the work blog. (Yeah, I'm slackin'.) Just...........AAAAAARGH. That guy got mean and nasty with me, and after the one cranky senior citizen about threw his 18-pack of beer at me the first day the law went into effect, I swore up and down that if anything like that happened again, I'd quit. And I nearly did just walk off the job yesterday. I was that angry. I (and every other cashier) should not have to put up with that shit. Not for the measly pay we get. It's not worth the stress and hassle. It really isn't.

You know...how agitated and worked-up do you have to get over showing your goddamned ID? Why do people have to be so mean? And why hasn't this asshole been banned from our store yet?! We get so many complaints about him! He's a jerk to the other cashiers and baggers! What will it take for Randy to lay the law down and tell this dickhead to stay the hell out of our store? I don't care if he's a regular and he spends money with us. He's a problematic customer, and I agree with the other posters at c_s that say it was definitely a management_suck that he hasn't been banned yet.

What's even weirder about work now is that Margaret is re-training at our store until the Cedar Lake location is re-opened in a year or so. Why is this weird? Well, she was my boss when I was just a bagger in high school at Wilco (before it became County Market). As a matter of fact, she was the one who hired me over there. So it's like, wow. It's all pretty much come full-circle now, hasn't it?

God, I need a new job. But at least I may be able to count on Margaret for a Wilco reference on my resumé. It's weird how the first job I worked at has been bought out by the people I work for now. And how Blockbuster has had to file for bankruptcy and the one I worked for is out of business. And Jan was fired from Spencer's (and the store has re-located at the mall). What the hell do I do for references now?! I feel like I'm screwed!
hollybrooke: (Default)
People wear these "Life is Good" shirts all the time at work. I want this if it's a t-shirt:

(Cross-posted to [livejournal.com profile] grocerygal.)
hollybrooke: (Daria and Jane)
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Work? GOD no.
hollybrooke: (FREAKAZOID!)
Sorry for the delay, but you know the deal. Sometimes I just need a break from the Internet. It was a crazy work week, and I've been coming home from work exhausted as hell. I only had one day off this week, and I only have one day off this coming week as well! That paycheck better look GOOD this Friday, I tell ya.

Mom update: she's still in the wheelchair, but she's getting around better. Her rehab starts tomorrow. She wants to do everything herself, and doesn't want me or Dad or Gramma Julie fawning over her all the time. But we can't just let her do whatever she wants by herself and risk her falling over and injuring herself.

Other than that....not much.

BTW, happy birthday to [livejournal.com profile] hotoddy and [livejournal.com profile] havesomecocoa, the two LJ friends I have whose user names make me think of hot beverages, and belated birthday to [livejournal.com profile] capefetish. :D
hollybrooke: (it LOOKS like Jem....)
My great uncle Glen passed away a couple of days ago. So now all of the older relatives on Dad's side of the family are...well, gone. It's a shame, because we all really loved him very much. I feel bad that I can't make it down to Texas for the funeral. Dad's making the trip from Alabama, but Mom's staying behind. (They wouldn't have had this problem if they didn't take Bo down with them, because they can't just leave the dog by himself in the house for a few days. And frankly, the only time Mom should be making another huge trip is when they're coming home.)

Which reminds me. I need to get my butt down to the Hallmark store and get a condolence card for Aunt Roberta. Or pick one up from work before I leave tonight.

*tangent* Speaking of work, I came in sixth place in the NWI Food Bank donation drive for our store. I didn't pass what I earned last year, but the worker who earned first place earned a little over $2000. I'm not really jealous or anything. Believe me, I asked everyone, but I got a lot of people either telling me "no," or just flat-out gave me attitude about asking. So for the last couple of weeks, I didn't bother asking.

There's a pizza party this coming Monday for everyone who earned $300 or more, like there was last year. So yeah, I'm not passing up the opportunity for free pizza. *Yeah!*

And now we're taking donations for the American Red Cross for relief over in Haiti. And I have to be honest--I'm not pushing for donations. I know Haiti really needs all the help they can get, but we just got done taking donations for the Food Bank not even a month ago. And I'm tired of getting attitude from people about it. If people want to donate, they can...I'm just not pushing it. I already got one jerk who gave me crap about it. I didn't even ask, but he saw the sign and was all, "Yeah, those people in Haiti are going to be better off than they already were with all the donations they'll be getting."

Asshole, STFU and educate yourself. Even if the Red Cross gets as much as they expect to get through donations for Haiti, that'll only be a fraction of what the total cost is and won't do very much to help, sad to say; it's that bad over there.

And there's that telethon on all the channels tonight. Do I plan to watch? Not really. I've already donated. I'll be working on "Jem" snark tonight, and plan to have it up by tomorrow, since (like I said) LiveJournal will be down tonight for maintenance. It'll be a very charitable episode, I promise. :P

*tangent* The novelty of Hunter as a "roommate" is wearing thin with me. Frankly, I'm tired of him chowing down all of the easily accessible food and waiting on me to prepare something for dinner whenever he has Jess over. Plus, he still doesn't really tidy up after himself. I wish he'd realize that he should at least try to pitch in; just because he's a guy doesn't mean he can't help cook or clean.
hollybrooke: (Lady Gaga multicolored hair)
*waves* Well, Happy New Year everyone. (A couple of days late, anyway.)

I can't believe a whole decade has gone by. I really can't. I also can't believe I've had this LiveJournal account for as long as I have and that I haven't abandoned it yet.

Well, I guess if I have to make any resolutions for this year, here's what they are:

--get a book published
--find my own place
--get in shape
--get a new job

Just making this short and sweet. New Year's Eve wasn't anything amazingly great. Kevin came over, and we had some pizza and beer and chicken wings, and we struggled to stay up until midnight so we could have the first kiss of the new year. In doing this, we've discovered that now that we're getting older, we seriously can't party like we used to when we were in our early 20s. It was a serious struggle to stay up that late. Especially after my long-ass work day. Which, by the way, really irritated the living piss out of me.

I was at register six for the majority of my shift. And the CSMs don't like for the baggers to come help whoever is working at register six to bag anything because it's the "express lane." Or it's supposed to be the "express lane," but too many ignorant/stupid customers don't like to count their items before they come in or to read the "15 items or less" sign above the register. So I had to bag the majority of my orders. Annoying enough, since they had me working register six on Christmas Eve, too.

My last hour at work, they had me on a regular register. But ho-ho! Six or seven huge orders come through my lane, and every single bagger passes my register by! Once again, I'm bagging my own shit! And you know, if I have to do more work than the baggers do, you'd think I'd get paid what they get paid on top of my cashiering salary. Or at least get their tip. But nope. More work for me. I get no credit or appreciation for it.

I call an approaching bagger over at one point and ask him to help me bag this order. He's all, "I gotta go do this order first." Which is a freaking small order compared to what I've just rang up. So what did I do? I chewed him a new one. Told him not to worry because I'd do it myself anyway like I've been doing ALL FREAKING DAY. A few of my co-workers were a little concerned that I semi-freaked out because they're not used to seeing me angry. Well, you know, make me do more than what I should be doing all day and I'm liable to snap. And it was BUSY on New Year's Eve day, lemme tell you.
hollybrooke: (rio is cute but not that bright)
First of all, I apologize for not following up on my promise to do the entire 25 Snarks of Christmas. Things got in the way, like work and such. Plus, I've been occasionally getting this tingling feeling in the fingertips of my right hand. It doesn't really bother me all that much, but I'm a little worried that it might be a precursor to something more serious. I'm hoping it's just the beginnings of carpal tunnel syndrome, though. *note to self: check it out on WebMd*

In a nutshell, I made my family disappear, slick icy roads suck, I miss my doggy, Hunter hates Dad, and Christmas was crappy, but at least I got the day off. )

And that was the last two weeks! God bless us everyone!
hollybrooke: (Evil Homer)
I had a long post all prepared about it earlier when I was test-driving Mom's laptop, but I did something that deleted all of that and I don't know how I did it. (Which is another reason why I'm not too thrilled with laptops...)

Cut for ranting about work, U-Scan woes, vacation time blues, fights with family, bouts with insomnia, and Hunter's car accident. )

And as a fun follow-up to all of this, I just got my period. Too much information, you say? It was running late and stressing me out even more, so screw you!

As a final note, here's a cute puppy:

It's not Bo, but he's cute.

The only thing that's keeping me sane right now is that ferocious "Bad Romance" video.
hollybrooke: (mature Weekenders)
First of all....Dad got laid off again. Now they're definitely making plans to go down to Alabama. For a month or two, so she says. Mom's all antsy about it. Why--I have no idea. There's absolutely nothing down there, except the few extended relatives we still have and the big WalMart in Andalusia. She's never liked going down there before, but now that Grandma Cozie's gone, she's allll for it. I've just never liked making the trip down there because it's always a family thing and I never get to do anything I like to do. She's going to hate it down there, she won't eat a damn thing down there and will bug Dad every night for Burger King, she'll get sick of the heat, she and Dad already argue all the damn time--I bet it'll be worse when it's just the two of them 24/7, and she'll be calling up here all the time to talk to me or Grandma Julie. And frankly, I refuse to be talking to her every fricking day.

The smart thing for them to do would be to keep their asses up here and for Dad to find a better job. Like I said, the smart thing. But Mom is kind of stupid when it comes to actual work, and Dad just lacks common sense. Yeah, the job market up here sucks, but it's worse down south.

You know, it'd be an excellent opportunity to shove it in her face just how well I can take care of a house on my own and what a craptacular job she does at it. And who knows? With her not around, my stress level may go down, my acne might clear up, and I might be able to lose some weight.

*tangent* I don't want it to seem like I'm not going to the class reunion just because Ami and Matt aren't going. I was feeling very conflicted about going in the first place. It was causing me to have some major anxiety problems (even a bad dream last night), I don't want to have to deal with a lot of those jerks I went to school with, and (the big factor) it'll save me thirty bucks. Plus, it's a freaking cash bar. What a let down. And you know, I bought a cool dress and shoes, too. Buuut, Kevin and I are planning on getting some nice "couple" pictures taken at the bitch's Mom's request, so I have an opportunity to get dressed up now.

*tangent* It's that time of year again...collecting donations for Jerry Lewis' MDA telethon/Aisles of Smiles! I wanna win again this year!

*tangent* My feet HURT. UGH. I'm getting tired of standing in one spot all the time at work.


*semi-tangent* Apparently, according to Kevin from the Raw house show in Valparaiso today....if you're in on the joke (like [livejournal.com profile] supermachodude is..), the Mike Chioda Fan Club is now official. And the current roster consists of Kevin, Fester, Ed, Dan, Mark Henry, Gail Kim, Rosa Mendes, Alicia Fox, and of course, Mike Chioda himself. (And me, too, once I get around to signing this sign.) Word from the House Show/Meet and Greet was that John Cena is riding buddies with (*shock!*) Cody Rhodes and Ted DiBiase Jr., and left the freaking CAR DOOR OPEN while getting out. Oh, and Santino Morella was doing burnouts in the parking lot.

*tangent* I found the coolest thing for Kevin for his birthday. *Squee!* Can't wait for it to be shipped!
hollybrooke: (Jem and Pizzazz "Bitch please!")
Katherine Heigl appeared on "The Late Show with David Letterman" on Monday night, where the actress described her first day back on the "Grey's Anatomy" set as "cruel and mean."

"Our first day back was Wednesday, and it was -- I'm going to keep saying this because I hope it embarrasses them -- a 17-hour day, which I think is cruel and mean,' Katherine told Dave.

The talk-show funnyman jokingly asked Katherine if she was given a lunch break during her 17-hour day, to which she joked back, saying:

"Yes, we do get an hour lunch. That was nice. Thank God for that hour of lunch."

Katherine did not reveal the fate of her "Grey's" character Izzie on the medical drama's upcoming season, but she did discuss what it was like returning to the set without her friend and former co-star T.R. Knight:

"It was actually kind of really great to be back. All my friends are there and at this point, they're sort of like family, but it was a little weird because [T.R.]'s not there anymore."

As for what happens to Izzie, Katherine said: "So, I won't give it away but, you know, I'm there so I'm either there as a ghost, on the other side or I survived a disease no one survives."

"Grey's Anatomy"'s new season will premiere Sept. 24 on ABC.


Oh, honey, you did not just start bitching about working a 17-hour day, did you? And how much of this grueling 17 hours are you spending actually in front of a camera? How much of this is spent in hair and makeup, sitting in a nice cushy chair in an air-conditioned trailer? How much do you get paid again? Something around $150,000 an episode? God, $150,000 alone would be enough for me to go back to college, finish up, pay off my car and get my own house, for crying out loud! And she has the nerve to bitch about working a 17-hour day. And oh, thank God for the hour-long lunch break. I'm lucky to be able to wolf down my food within the little fifteen-minute breaks I get at my job.

Lemme tell you something, Katie Heigl. I know people who work two full-time jobs just to be able to make ends meet for craptacular wages. They pull double shifts, they get no sleep, they are exhausted as hell, and these jobs usually entail manual labor. But they do it because they have mortgages and bills to take care of and food to put in the fridge. And they sure as hell don't get anywhere close to $150,000 a year. They have every right to complain, in my opinion. You, Katherine Heigl, don't. You're just an overrated, overpaid Hollywood actress who wouldn't know what real work is all about.

You know, I think Alec Baldwin put it the best in an interview he did not too long ago. He said something about what makes an actor an actor is their dedication to their craft. They can put in long hours on a movie set, doing the same elaborate stunt or take over and over and wanting to do it over and over because they know they can "do it better" and they never complain about it because "it comes with the job, it's what we do."
hollybrooke: (Default)
In an effort to expand my vocabulary (and yours, too---you people who read this blog), and because of something Matt said at work....Word of the Day.

elucidate \ih-LOO-si-dayt\, transitive verb:

To make clear or manifest; to render more intelligible; to illustrate; as, an example will elucidate the subject.

Beginning our journey into the past, we will now examine plant and animal clues in amber to elucidate the mysteries of the forest that was the home of our bee.
-- George Poinar Jr. and Roberta Poinar, The Amber Forest :A Reconstruction of a Vanished World

Elucidate comes from Late Latin elucidare, to clear up, from ex-, e-, out of + lucidus, bright, from lux, luc- light. Hence to elucidate is to bring the inner light out of an obscure subject. One who elucidates is an elucidator; that which tends to elucidate is elucidative; the act of elucidating, or that which elucidates, is an elucidation.


In other news....okay, I set my alarm clock to 5 AM this morning with the intent of waking up and getting ready for work because I was opening the service center again this morning. HA! Good one! My alarm clock didn't go off, and I was damn lucky I woke up at 6:20 AM, leaving me only ten minutes to get up, get some clothes on, wash my face/brush my teeth, brush hair and throw back in a ponytail and get on the road to work. (It takes about a half hour for me to get to work.) NO breakfast, NO makeup....just had to hustle. Ugh.

The rest of the day wasn't so bad, really. No problem customers. Leslie's back (YAY!). After work, I stopped by WalMart to see Kevin, but he was nowhere to be found! Left him little love note in his car windshield anyway.

*tangent* I'm coming down with a cold. Hopefully it won't be as bad by tomorrow. It's my day off, and Kevin and I might do something. If anything, we'll just hang out, if this hasn't developed into a full-blown cold. UGH.
hollybrooke: (Default)
We're doing the "ask for donations" thing again at work, this time for the NW Indiana Food Bank. I've been doing my best at asking the customers for donations, despite the shitty attitude I get time to time, because there's another competition involved and I REALLY want to win first place this time. (I'm tired of coming in second. I've come in second for the last three or four donation drives we've done!) Last week, Randy and Milijana were really pushing for us to keep asking for the donations.

Yesterday, they placed large cups at each register for more donations, as if the other cashiers aren't asking...which they more than likely aren't. (I think Louise and I are the only one still actively asking.) And this pisses me off because how the hell am I supposed to ask for donations and earn anything for this contest for the rest of the month when we have these cups taking them away from me us?

Case in point: I asked a customer today if she'd like to make a donation. She looks at me and says, "No thanks." Then a minute later when I'm finishing up her order, she shoves a few dollars in the damn cup. Okay, I get if customers want to drop the rest of their coin change in for donations, but a few dollars?! Seriously! If she had just said "yes" to me, it would've earned me a few more dollars towards the contest! I don't get people sometimes.

Meanwhile, I told Mom about this, and she's bitching, "Why is there a food bank? Goddamn, people get food stamps, so what's this food bank shit? Hoarding more food for those who probably don't deserve it?"

This is why there's a food bank. Note the "chronically ill" part, especially for the woman in our family who has MS.
hollybrooke: (domo-kun mummy)
I talked to Kevin about this yesterday after I got off of work, but it can't be avoided on the blog. I'm getting tired of busting my ass at work while everyone else slacks off. And by that, I mean I'm getting tired of the UCs:

A--seemingly avoiding my register to help bag orders. This usually occurs when I'm down at either registers 14 or 15.
B--taking their sweet time bagging orders up, pretty much making me do the majority of the bagging.
C--giving me general attitude when I politely ask them to do something such as a price check or scanning the heavier items underneath the customers' carts. (This includes the eye-rolling, the huffiness, etc.)
D--asking the customers if they need a carryout. I'm sorry, but to me, this is just general bad customer service. The way I was taught back at Wilco and at WiseWay, and I'm very sure Milijana and Micki have talked to the UCs about this before, you're supposed to assume that the customer wants carryout. I want to tell them, "This is your job. This is what you're paid to do. This is a service we offer. You expect the customer to take out their own order? Go find a new job if you want to be lazy." Methinks Micki needs to have another customer service meeting with the UCs.
E--getting chatty with the other UCs, or me. I don't mind so much, just as long as it isn't distracting them from doing your job. But lately, it's starting to distract them. Andy is a victim of this. He'll just go on and on about wrestling or someone we went to school with who happens to be shopping whom I have no idea who it is. Quit yer yakkin' and get packin'.
F--more than one UC bagging. I don't mind if it's a huge order that needs the extra help. But if there are two UCs bagging, they should be able to get the whole order done. Don't expect me to pitch in and help, especially when the other UC is thisclose to me and in my way.
G--this is a minor gripe that falls under just being a general dumbass that doesn't pay attention. As they approach my register, the UC sees me go around with the hand-held scanner to scan the heavier stuff underneath. By the time I'm back at my register, they ask, "Did you get the water/pop/etc?" No. I just got back from doing magic tricks with the hand-held scanner.

I'm not saying all of the UCs are like this. There are some who work hard and hustle. But there are some who just flat-out get on my nerves with their slacking-off.

And a major one that gets on my nerves. Just staying at my register and not moving to help anyone else. I'm talking about a specific UC who does this. Read more... )
hollybrooke: (Lisa go to your room!)
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You know, I'm not so sure about that anymore. When I was still in high school, it consisted of boot-cut jeans with a untucked, oxford-style shirt with the sleeves rolled up, a colored t-shirt or tank top underneath and argyle socks with oxford shoes. And I'd be wearing either black oxford-style shoes (see a pattern here? I know I am) or my Doc Martens boots.

Anymore, I'm not so sure, like I said. I'm work so much anymore, that freakin' gray smock has become a part of me against my will. And I wish I could go back to wearing jeans all of the time like I used to. And I don't exactly enjoy wearing black sneakers all of the time, either.
hollybrooke: (misfits DO NOT WANT)
A car crashed into the bank that they do their banking at yesterday!

If I had been there getting change or depositing a night deposit....

No one got hurt, though. But still...I was nearly late getting to work at Strack's because of the traffic backup it caused. (Diane F. later told me she would've excused it if I were late given the circumstances; Strack & Van Til's is right across the street from that bank.)

*semi-related tangent* Ugh....Tuesday was my last day off. Since Wednesday, I'll be working a full ten straight days. My next day off won't be until next Saturday. But I found out why this could possibly be. Mary (the management trainee; she's an "intern" of sorts) did the schedule for this week. I'll forgive her this time. *ha ha*
hollybrooke: (dante hicks is the biggest idiot ever)
So, over the last few days, I've been getting customers having absolute shit fits when I've been making them/forcing them to write out their own checks because technically, our machines don't print them for the customers like at some other stores (Jewel, County Market, WalMart, etc.). All the new upgraded check approval systems do is process and void them out. Also, with the credit card consoles, you have to sign the screen on the console and then a seperate slip of paper prints out that the customer has to sign and we keep. Sounds stupid and redundant and more work than what it is, right? RIGHT?!

However, Diane comes up to me towards the end of my shift yesterday, and she tells me now...about a month since we've gotten these stupid things installed...that the customers really don't have to sign those paper slips or make out their checks anymore.

Seriously....WTF?!! I felt like I was the last cashier to be told this!

What's the point of a customer even paying by check if they're not going to make it out and get it back blank except for a voided-out mark? They may as well just get a debit card--the transaction goes quicker that way. What do we think we're doing--"going green" this way? IT'S A WASTE OF A CHECK!!!!! A WASTE OF PAPER!!!!

Ahh...Susan and I got our aggressions out on the matter on MySpace last night. We both agree that the way customers act is all part of a conspiracy theory just trying to get us all to quit. *ha ha*
hollybrooke: (misfits DO NOT WANT)
Okay, it's been a week and I already hate the new TeleCheck system at work. Let me explain why.

The TeleCheck system processes your check, but then you get the voided-out check back. This throws off the majority of our customers who write checks, who are usually older people who haven't embraced the debit card revolution. And I can understand why they choose not to use a debit card. When you have a debit card, you can get in real trouble with it if you're not keeping track of your purchases (I call it the "debit trap") and writing them down like you do when you use a regular paper check. And when you use checks, sometimes it makes you feel safe and secure to have a "paper trail" to be able to keep a track of your purchases made by check. I say, if it ain't broke, don't fix it.

But the TeleCheck system just makes it even more inconvenient to write a check, in my opinion. You know those Visa commericals where you see everyone happy and skipping around and moving fast using their debit cards so as not to disturb the flow of things, then that one person whips out their check book and everyone gives him/her a dirty look? I hate those commercials. If you feel safer writing a check, you shouldn't have to deal with that shit. The old check approval system wasn't that inconvenient, but it seems like it takes longer to process a check and get it approved now. It's a bigger hassle than what it's worth. I hate it. Hate it, hate it, HAAATE IT. And you have to sign the little thing on the VeriSign screen to "validate" it, then you have to sign the little slip of paper that we keep so we can keep track of this stuff for cash office. You're signing twice for a check. It doesn't take out of your account twice, but what's the deal? Kind of redundant, don't you think?

Credit cards are just as stupid. First of all, I can't understand why people whip out their credit cards to pay such a huge grocery bill. You're going to pay interest on food that you're going to eat. Second of all...the new VeriSign system at work! Once again, you're signing twice! You're not getting charged twice, but you're signing twice. I've already gotten quite a few customers complaining about this, "Why do I have to sign twice?"

A--we need a slip of paper to verify with cash office when they tally down the tills.
B--I don't know why we're making you sign the thing on the screen. We just got these things installed a week ago, and we're still trying to work everything out so it goes a little more smoothly in the future; give us about a week or two. Please be patient, and don't get so bitchy with me. You're not getting charged twice. I'm just a worker ant, nothing more. Sorry for the inconvenience of having to do more than what you want to do at a grocery checkout lane, sorry you're lazy, but oh well!! This was NOT MY DECISION!

Gah, it's just been a crazy week at work.
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Haven't been able to get online in the last two weeks, and I do apologize for that. Hunter's been a selfish turd, what with getting the high-speed Internet and pretty much taking the computer all for himself so he can play his stupid games "live" on his XBox 360. It's an inconvenience for me because I can't get online on a regular basis to check my email account or to effectively particpate over at Starbright or any of the other groups I'm in. And it's an inconvenience for Mom because she can't rely on Hunter to get online to check her checking and savings account balances, which means she'd have to rely on me to do it, and I can't because he's hogging the computer in his bedroom. The old computer is pretty much useless, since it runs as slow as a snail even with an Internet connection.

Once again, I'm at the library doing what I need to get done on the computer. I'd be doing it this way more often, but I'm usually scheduled to work the day shift at work.

Speaking of work...I got a call from Target a few days ago, and I also had an interview. Target starts out with better pay, but it wouldn't be as many hours (25 a week on average).

Saturday night, I ended up going out to Chicago with Fester, Boojie, Max and Kevin (of course) to see the Midnight Madnesss Rocky showing. And you know...it's always fun to be in a theater yelling crap at Brad and Janet and Frank, but it's just not the same.

Took Bo to the vet last Thursday for his annual checkup. The day before, I decided to take him for a walk, mainly so I could obtain a fresh poop sample for the vet appointment. SOMEHOW, he got off of his leash and was running around like a wild dog, not coming to me when called. He was running across Belshaw Road, and he nearly got hit by a car. I was so scared and upset; he's very lucky he didn't get hurt. But the vet appointment went well. He's healthy as a horse...just kind of misbehaved.

And that's about it on my end.


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