ugh. just ugh.
Jan. 20th, 2006 08:49 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hollybrookeHaven't been able to be online at ALL this week. Whenever I get home, my brother's monopolizing the damn computer and causing mischief online that's probably going to boomerang back his way and cause some major trouble.
Classes aren't all that bad...just a lot of work. And it really doesn't help that we have absolutely NO word regarding Sheri at work. I had a little free time this Monday; one of my classes let out a little early, so I went to blow some time at the mall before I went home. I ran into Tiffany in the food court--she's working at Panda Express now (it's been about a year since she left Blockbuster). SHE knew about Sheri's husband. "How'd you find out?" I asked. Apparently, Sheri and her little girl have been doing some mall shopping during her time off. Oh yeah, I know when my mom was in the hospital after her last few attacks last year, I wasn't at the mall blowing time off.
That's not the end of it. Yesterday was wonderful senior citizen day, and I had some customer start bitching at me that "When the fat girl with the long hair was still here during the day, there'd be the movies we'd want back here, and now they never ARE." Yeah! Now customers are pretty much blaming ME for the hot new releases never being in. I'm getting sick of it. I keep telling myself that it'll all be worth it when I'm done with school and I can quit and never have to work a crappy retail job again. But that was pretty much it with me. I came home last night, and just started writing about these crappy experiences, and hopefully I can turn all of these shitty retail experiences into a movie. NO, not a new version of Clerks, I mean a movie where the employees seek their revenge.
Mom's being an even bigger pain in the ass than she normally is, pissing me and Hunter off even more than we normally are. Maybe she just WANTS us to put her in a insitution or something. I don't know.
I talked to Scott yesterday. He was asking about Sheri and asked how I was holding up, and I just told him I had no clue what was going on, and I was getting tired of being skirted under 40 hours a week with no benefits. (Scott used to manage the store in Merrillville, the one I was subbing at last year.) He actually told me I'm in the best position I'm in now as an assistant manager, because if I were management, I'd be paying out the ass for benefits and I don't have all of the responsibilities the regular store manager would and I don't have to go to the "stupid district meetings every week."
My paycheck should be quite large this week, though. Time to go get some new shoes and maybe go get something done with my hair. The layers are growing out and it looks weird.
We're allegedly getting a shitload of snow tonight. I HATE SNOW, I HATE SNOW, I HATE SNOW.
Classes aren't all that bad...just a lot of work. And it really doesn't help that we have absolutely NO word regarding Sheri at work. I had a little free time this Monday; one of my classes let out a little early, so I went to blow some time at the mall before I went home. I ran into Tiffany in the food court--she's working at Panda Express now (it's been about a year since she left Blockbuster). SHE knew about Sheri's husband. "How'd you find out?" I asked. Apparently, Sheri and her little girl have been doing some mall shopping during her time off. Oh yeah, I know when my mom was in the hospital after her last few attacks last year, I wasn't at the mall blowing time off.
That's not the end of it. Yesterday was wonderful senior citizen day, and I had some customer start bitching at me that "When the fat girl with the long hair was still here during the day, there'd be the movies we'd want back here, and now they never ARE." Yeah! Now customers are pretty much blaming ME for the hot new releases never being in. I'm getting sick of it. I keep telling myself that it'll all be worth it when I'm done with school and I can quit and never have to work a crappy retail job again. But that was pretty much it with me. I came home last night, and just started writing about these crappy experiences, and hopefully I can turn all of these shitty retail experiences into a movie. NO, not a new version of Clerks, I mean a movie where the employees seek their revenge.
Mom's being an even bigger pain in the ass than she normally is, pissing me and Hunter off even more than we normally are. Maybe she just WANTS us to put her in a insitution or something. I don't know.
I talked to Scott yesterday. He was asking about Sheri and asked how I was holding up, and I just told him I had no clue what was going on, and I was getting tired of being skirted under 40 hours a week with no benefits. (Scott used to manage the store in Merrillville, the one I was subbing at last year.) He actually told me I'm in the best position I'm in now as an assistant manager, because if I were management, I'd be paying out the ass for benefits and I don't have all of the responsibilities the regular store manager would and I don't have to go to the "stupid district meetings every week."
My paycheck should be quite large this week, though. Time to go get some new shoes and maybe go get something done with my hair. The layers are growing out and it looks weird.
We're allegedly getting a shitload of snow tonight. I HATE SNOW, I HATE SNOW, I HATE SNOW.
