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Mar. 29th, 2016 06:17 pmI'm in a funk. This is probably because I'm awake and my feet still hurt even though I did sleep this morning/afternoon. But this whole standing for most of my shift thing is never going to not suck, I guess. :P
Let's see. Work is clearancing out the Frightmares we got in for Easter and they have a coupon on them so I got Skyra and Penepole. I might grab Flara when I go back. Maaaaaaaybe Bay. I like the idea of the Frightmares but I don't always like the execution. For instance, I thought Penepole's artwork was fantastic but the actual figure was kinda meh, but I didn't know if the coupon would work on just one (it did) and this way Skyra will have a friend until I get around to snagging the others that I definitely like. I figure about $4 for each of them isn't bad. :P The coupons expire April 1st, so... basically I'll have to snag anyone I want that we have the minute I get back.
Also work related: I hate feeling like a jackass. I really hate causing someone else to do extra work. :/ Sunday night, the shift lead told me our big project was to condense Easter and put it on the non-traffic side of the aisle. The wha? Some things at work just do not stick in my brain because I don't use them enough to really hammer it in, I guess. Non-traffic side of the aisle? Totally one of them. It rarely comes up for me and when it does, I just ask. So I did. Before I went out and started my shift officially, I asked. And she thought about it for a second and then pointed and said "this side." I clarified, "the side you can't see from the door then?" and she said yes.
So I faced the front of the store and did my other chores and around 3 realized at least one of us should be working on the big project. She was nowhere to be found so... I started. I KNEW I should have listened to that little voice in my head that said "are you sure about this?" but I'd asked her, twice, and I figured it'd be an easy enough fix if she came out and said, "no, your other left!" Yeah. She came out and even sort of helped for three seconds before I went on my break at four. Which still left PLENTY of time to reverse course and put everything on the correct side of the aisle. I ran out of room and asked if I should just move the rest of the Easter stuff down on the other side and make it look neat. "Nah, just straighten summer and we'll call it a day."
So I do. And it looks pretty good considering I had to do 99% of it myself, dammit.
Imagine my annoyance when I come in Monday and it's all been moved to the other side of the aisle. I'm not sure whether to actually be annoyed or if I screwed up... but I find out at the end of my shift when the morning shift lead comes in and she's talking to the overnight one (not the same as Sunday night's) and talking about how she had to move allllllllllllll the Easter stuff and that ate her day.
Well. I felt like a complete jackass. Not only was I accidentally eavesdropping, but since I was the asshole who moved everything to the wrong side, I made this poor girl do my job essentially. If I'm gonna be a jerk, I'd at least like to know I'm doing it, you know?
Sigh. I mean, I guess it's not like I could have done a whole lot more than I did since I asked multiple times and was told the wrong thing each damn time but... :/
Finally, on the work end of the spectrum, I believe I mentioned the bomb scare where I learned the James Island sherriffs weren't the ones to call if you had a possible bomb threat? Yeah. Friday night some dude comes in and just leaves his backpack by the sales paper rack and leaves. He comes back in to buy some Newports and leaves again.
D asks what she should do, I shrug and tell her to let the shift lead know? She does and the next thing you know, D's skipping over and telling me we're on lockdown because you never know. I tell the pharmacist who rightfully asks, "So, wait, if we think there's a bomb, why aren't we NOT IN THE BUILDING?"
Indeed. The cops show up pretty fast, all things considered, and then they do the stupidest thing ever. Like... I know, and now you know, there was no bomb, but at the time there was like a .000001 chance there could've been one, k? People on the island aren't right in the head. So what do they do?
"I feel like I should poke the bag. Should I poke the bag?"
"Poke the bag!"
"I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna poke the bag."
"POKE IT!"
They might not have said that exactly but that's pretty much what happened. They took one look at the bag, laughed and then started poking it before opening it and rifling through.
When one of the city guys came in later and heard about it, the look on his face was pretty priceless. It was basically "what the everloving fuck was wrong with those two?"
Annnnnnnnd fuck. The bridge run is Saturday. Ugh. I'm working til 8 then, too. Noooooooo. D:
Let's see. Work is clearancing out the Frightmares we got in for Easter and they have a coupon on them so I got Skyra and Penepole. I might grab Flara when I go back. Maaaaaaaybe Bay. I like the idea of the Frightmares but I don't always like the execution. For instance, I thought Penepole's artwork was fantastic but the actual figure was kinda meh, but I didn't know if the coupon would work on just one (it did) and this way Skyra will have a friend until I get around to snagging the others that I definitely like. I figure about $4 for each of them isn't bad. :P The coupons expire April 1st, so... basically I'll have to snag anyone I want that we have the minute I get back.
Also work related: I hate feeling like a jackass. I really hate causing someone else to do extra work. :/ Sunday night, the shift lead told me our big project was to condense Easter and put it on the non-traffic side of the aisle. The wha? Some things at work just do not stick in my brain because I don't use them enough to really hammer it in, I guess. Non-traffic side of the aisle? Totally one of them. It rarely comes up for me and when it does, I just ask. So I did. Before I went out and started my shift officially, I asked. And she thought about it for a second and then pointed and said "this side." I clarified, "the side you can't see from the door then?" and she said yes.
So I faced the front of the store and did my other chores and around 3 realized at least one of us should be working on the big project. She was nowhere to be found so... I started. I KNEW I should have listened to that little voice in my head that said "are you sure about this?" but I'd asked her, twice, and I figured it'd be an easy enough fix if she came out and said, "no, your other left!" Yeah. She came out and even sort of helped for three seconds before I went on my break at four. Which still left PLENTY of time to reverse course and put everything on the correct side of the aisle. I ran out of room and asked if I should just move the rest of the Easter stuff down on the other side and make it look neat. "Nah, just straighten summer and we'll call it a day."
So I do. And it looks pretty good considering I had to do 99% of it myself, dammit.
Imagine my annoyance when I come in Monday and it's all been moved to the other side of the aisle. I'm not sure whether to actually be annoyed or if I screwed up... but I find out at the end of my shift when the morning shift lead comes in and she's talking to the overnight one (not the same as Sunday night's) and talking about how she had to move allllllllllllll the Easter stuff and that ate her day.
Well. I felt like a complete jackass. Not only was I accidentally eavesdropping, but since I was the asshole who moved everything to the wrong side, I made this poor girl do my job essentially. If I'm gonna be a jerk, I'd at least like to know I'm doing it, you know?
Sigh. I mean, I guess it's not like I could have done a whole lot more than I did since I asked multiple times and was told the wrong thing each damn time but... :/
Finally, on the work end of the spectrum, I believe I mentioned the bomb scare where I learned the James Island sherriffs weren't the ones to call if you had a possible bomb threat? Yeah. Friday night some dude comes in and just leaves his backpack by the sales paper rack and leaves. He comes back in to buy some Newports and leaves again.
D asks what she should do, I shrug and tell her to let the shift lead know? She does and the next thing you know, D's skipping over and telling me we're on lockdown because you never know. I tell the pharmacist who rightfully asks, "So, wait, if we think there's a bomb, why aren't we NOT IN THE BUILDING?"
Indeed. The cops show up pretty fast, all things considered, and then they do the stupidest thing ever. Like... I know, and now you know, there was no bomb, but at the time there was like a .000001 chance there could've been one, k? People on the island aren't right in the head. So what do they do?
"I feel like I should poke the bag. Should I poke the bag?"
"Poke the bag!"
"I'm gonna do it. I'm gonna poke the bag."
"POKE IT!"
They might not have said that exactly but that's pretty much what happened. They took one look at the bag, laughed and then started poking it before opening it and rifling through.
When one of the city guys came in later and heard about it, the look on his face was pretty priceless. It was basically "what the everloving fuck was wrong with those two?"
Annnnnnnnd fuck. The bridge run is Saturday. Ugh. I'm working til 8 then, too. Noooooooo. D:
