Tuesday, June 19, 2012

On Vaycay

It would be nice to know that our store manager is on vacation. Not because I care about his whereabouts, but because I feel like a dumbass when I page for someone who isn't even in town.

When I got back from lunch I paged for a manager twice in ten minutes because I wanted to know if I should be back on the register or if I should work in Hallmark. No one answered. My coworker paged once, and within a minute one manager called and the other came into the office. I told them, with some attitude, that her call wasn't for her, it was for me. I just wanted to know what the fuck I was doing. It is nice to know ya'll are listening. My coworker says my anger is justified.


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