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Nov. 27th, 2024 10:58 amI started work on my great Arcane epic rambling yesterday, fully intending on finishing it, but then I got distracted and also apparently when I say ramble, I mean RAMBLE. Like, do I recap and then go into character breakdowns or do I just go to characters and loop the story in where necessary? I am also, apparently, very much not okay still so perhaps more distance is needed. Or I'll wind up re-watching it and you'll just find me either in a puddle on the floor sobbing OR you'll wake up to 137 posts about random things you see when you force yourself not to blink. One or the other when it's rewatch time, I fear.
Made my pie for tomorrow. Made my first pie crust in forever and um, I still hate it. I'd probably hate it less if I still had my pretty pie pan but I do not so here we are, trying not to manhandle foil because a delicate touch I do not have after a night at work. BUT I think the crack layer actually went really well again this year, so maybe if the crust tastes okay, I'll do it again next time because it held up well on that front.
Speaking of work, I went in and poor Donna was on the verge of tears MULTIPLE times in the few minutes we talked before I took over. The woman is damn near blind, has a bad back, bad feet, and about 30 other things. Stop putting her at the register alone while your SFLs party elsewhere, because they're sure as shit not putting truck up. Turns out first shift didn't even TRY to keep up with photo and when they did do something, all it did was fuck it all up to the point that Donna couldn't get the machine in the back to work. So I spent THREE FUCKING HOURS trying to catch up and figure out what the hell was going on because for some reason the machine kept printing the same poster board over and over. At first I thought the person who ordered it decided later they wanted a second copy and then after fighting with the machine for the better part of an hour, I looked closer at the orders and realized no, somehow it was on the list under the same order number twice, but I think they had it set to print like 5 times. I managed to cancel the others, I think (for all I know I cancelled other orders as well, but I don't think so) and get the rest sorted but still. I get accidentally fucking things up, but... maybe try and print the rest? Because from what I gather, Donna had to print all the 'normal' orders because they didn't even do those.
THREE HOURS. To be fair, this does include the time I took my break and hit the bathroom, so it was more like two and a half but still. That should not be, since I don't think any of those were orders that appeared after I got there. I did some later that popped up but not in the initial slog.
Then I tried to do some totes and worked on the ones I found on the sales floor, only to realize they were mostly overstock that I think someone had set aside as OS but hadn't actually labeled. Later I went into the stockroom to put something up, or look for something, and realized there was a stack I could've been working on. Naturally this was like, 15 minutes before my normal lunch break but I had a bit of a panic thinking "oh shit, they'll think I didn't do anything!" before I realized some ASSHOLE just shoved everything that had been sitting on uboats and grey carts for the last couple of weeks into totes and called it done. WTF. The same slimy bag of marshmallows that have been haunting the store for at least two weeks were sitting on top, waiting to slime me again, along with the same cans of soup that were stupidly overstock and the cups that NEVER come in totes because they'd get absolutely fucked if they did. So... I basically had to go over other people's work and fix shit all night.
And I didn't even finish because people came in to shop all night. There was almost never a moment when the story was empty of customers and when it was, it didn't last more than five minutes.
ALSO: if you go into a store and comment about how quiet/dead it is, prepare to either be recruited (dragged across the counter) or hurt because WHAT THE FUCK. How do you not know to keep your damn mouth shut?
In case I'm too out of it tomorrow, happy Thanksgiving!
Made my pie for tomorrow. Made my first pie crust in forever and um, I still hate it. I'd probably hate it less if I still had my pretty pie pan but I do not so here we are, trying not to manhandle foil because a delicate touch I do not have after a night at work. BUT I think the crack layer actually went really well again this year, so maybe if the crust tastes okay, I'll do it again next time because it held up well on that front.
Speaking of work, I went in and poor Donna was on the verge of tears MULTIPLE times in the few minutes we talked before I took over. The woman is damn near blind, has a bad back, bad feet, and about 30 other things. Stop putting her at the register alone while your SFLs party elsewhere, because they're sure as shit not putting truck up. Turns out first shift didn't even TRY to keep up with photo and when they did do something, all it did was fuck it all up to the point that Donna couldn't get the machine in the back to work. So I spent THREE FUCKING HOURS trying to catch up and figure out what the hell was going on because for some reason the machine kept printing the same poster board over and over. At first I thought the person who ordered it decided later they wanted a second copy and then after fighting with the machine for the better part of an hour, I looked closer at the orders and realized no, somehow it was on the list under the same order number twice, but I think they had it set to print like 5 times. I managed to cancel the others, I think (for all I know I cancelled other orders as well, but I don't think so) and get the rest sorted but still. I get accidentally fucking things up, but... maybe try and print the rest? Because from what I gather, Donna had to print all the 'normal' orders because they didn't even do those.
THREE HOURS. To be fair, this does include the time I took my break and hit the bathroom, so it was more like two and a half but still. That should not be, since I don't think any of those were orders that appeared after I got there. I did some later that popped up but not in the initial slog.
Then I tried to do some totes and worked on the ones I found on the sales floor, only to realize they were mostly overstock that I think someone had set aside as OS but hadn't actually labeled. Later I went into the stockroom to put something up, or look for something, and realized there was a stack I could've been working on. Naturally this was like, 15 minutes before my normal lunch break but I had a bit of a panic thinking "oh shit, they'll think I didn't do anything!" before I realized some ASSHOLE just shoved everything that had been sitting on uboats and grey carts for the last couple of weeks into totes and called it done. WTF. The same slimy bag of marshmallows that have been haunting the store for at least two weeks were sitting on top, waiting to slime me again, along with the same cans of soup that were stupidly overstock and the cups that NEVER come in totes because they'd get absolutely fucked if they did. So... I basically had to go over other people's work and fix shit all night.
And I didn't even finish because people came in to shop all night. There was almost never a moment when the story was empty of customers and when it was, it didn't last more than five minutes.
ALSO: if you go into a store and comment about how quiet/dead it is, prepare to either be recruited (dragged across the counter) or hurt because WHAT THE FUCK. How do you not know to keep your damn mouth shut?
In case I'm too out of it tomorrow, happy Thanksgiving!