I worked with a guy who got hired around the same time I did, but left about a year ago. On to bigger and better things, he said.
This evening that same gentleman was on the Register. It was a pleasure to work with him. He seems funnier and more hard-working this time. Not sure why.
At the end of the night someone bought $700 worth of stuff, on a credit card. And the guy at One said she might have a shopping addiction.
I yelled at a co-worker today, because I thought he gave me a customer he should have taken care of. And lately it seems that he ignores people when they need help, even if he is in a position to assist. So after I yelled at him across half the store, I found him in the stockroom and made amends.
Amends.
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
What Should I Take?
I don't what it is about standing around in Aisle 9 that makes people ask me pharmaceutical questions. But they do. Aisle 9 is the Pain/Sleep/Cough and Cold aisle and whenever I am working there, people ask me questions that I cannot legally answer. I answer anyway, but I always say,
"I am not a medical professional. I cannot legally give you medical advice. But if I were you..."
Today I was doing outdates in Aisle 9, which means I went through each item and checked it's expiration date. We had quite a few of expired or nearly expired items. And I had quite a few questions regarding people's pharmaceutical needs. They always looked annoyed that I wasn't that helpful.
I cleaned the men's bathroom after we closed. And someone didn't flush after going Number 2. And there was a pile of toilet paper in the corner, which I didn't touch, even with my gloves. And there was shit on the wall and the toilet seat. Honestly, how does someone do that?
I actually helped someone in Photo today! An older Indian gentlemen who kept apologizing, unnecessarily. He said that his son usually prints his photos for him, but he didn't know how. The whole thing was quite heartwarming, thank you very much.
"I am not a medical professional. I cannot legally give you medical advice. But if I were you..."
Today I was doing outdates in Aisle 9, which means I went through each item and checked it's expiration date. We had quite a few of expired or nearly expired items. And I had quite a few questions regarding people's pharmaceutical needs. They always looked annoyed that I wasn't that helpful.
I cleaned the men's bathroom after we closed. And someone didn't flush after going Number 2. And there was a pile of toilet paper in the corner, which I didn't touch, even with my gloves. And there was shit on the wall and the toilet seat. Honestly, how does someone do that?
I actually helped someone in Photo today! An older Indian gentlemen who kept apologizing, unnecessarily. He said that his son usually prints his photos for him, but he didn't know how. The whole thing was quite heartwarming, thank you very much.
Hours, Part 2
My store manager is not trying to screw me. I was just misinformed. The average hours needed to get and maintain benefits are 30.
Monday, May 27, 2013
Hours
First of all, I think my manager is trying to screw me over. I'm not sure though. I noticed my hours were at 29 or 30 or 29.5, and I thought full-time was 32. So I called him (at the store, when I knew he was there) and asked him about getting more hours to make sure I was still full-time. He said full-time was actually 30 hours. When I asked a few other managers, they said they thought full-time was 32 hours. My store manager did say I could come in early if I needed the hours, and I guess I'll have to do that. I need to figure out how many hours full-time is, what happens if the insurance company drops me, and how to avoid getting screwed over. I need to make a call to the benefits people.
One of my regulars came in holding a toddler. She asked me to ring her up because she had her kids in the car. Of course I rung her up. And quickly, but how are you gonna leave your kids in the car? There are so many warnings about not doing that.
Another regular came in, with her kid. She was buying milk and she needed a roll of quarters. While she waited at the counter, her kid kept making farting noises with the Whoopie Cushion he had picked up. Every time he did that, she would shush him and he would giggle. It was actually kind of adorable.
One of my regulars came in holding a toddler. She asked me to ring her up because she had her kids in the car. Of course I rung her up. And quickly, but how are you gonna leave your kids in the car? There are so many warnings about not doing that.
Another regular came in, with her kid. She was buying milk and she needed a roll of quarters. While she waited at the counter, her kid kept making farting noises with the Whoopie Cushion he had picked up. Every time he did that, she would shush him and he would giggle. It was actually kind of adorable.
Friday, May 24, 2013
Hallmark, Photo and Jesus
I did Hallmark and Photo until the guy who was actually scheduled in Photo showed up.
While in the Hallmark I chatted with a woman who spent a long time looking at cards. She said she wanted to find just the right one. Because a few years back she bought her now-deceased mother a Mother's Day card and never gave it to her because the card was for/about the idealized mother. And evidently her mother was not ideal. Now she wants to give that card to one of her grandkids to give to their mother. She told me she had been holding onto that card for a number of years and feels regret about how her and her mother's relationship turned out. I told her a little about my mom and our relationship, and I also suggested that giving away the Mother's Day card she has been holding onto might offer her some closure regarding her own mother. I also said that perhaps she was the mother she wished she had, so in some ways it might be a blessing that her mom was the way she was. Otherwise her kids might now have turned out how they did. I am fairly certain I do not get paid enough for the therapy sessions I sometimes hold in my aisle and at my register.
The Jesus Freak was hanging around the pharmacy waiting area from about 10pm until after we closed. He conducts his business there. While I was ear-hustling he was talking to someone about HonestMedications.com and how after consuming a pro-biotic whatever he felt psychologically and physically better. The item in question is on sale at a health food chain. He talked a lot about proboscis and bacteria. But I'm pretty sure he doesn't really know what he is talking about. At 11:57 I told him he had to go, and he asked if he could use the washroom, or was it too late. I said that it was too late, but if he really needed to he could. Apparently he just needed to wash his hands, which is ridiculous. And then he stayed til about 12:05 buying a single-serve bottle of Honest Tea. He knows what time we close, I don't know why he does that.
While in the Hallmark I chatted with a woman who spent a long time looking at cards. She said she wanted to find just the right one. Because a few years back she bought her now-deceased mother a Mother's Day card and never gave it to her because the card was for/about the idealized mother. And evidently her mother was not ideal. Now she wants to give that card to one of her grandkids to give to their mother. She told me she had been holding onto that card for a number of years and feels regret about how her and her mother's relationship turned out. I told her a little about my mom and our relationship, and I also suggested that giving away the Mother's Day card she has been holding onto might offer her some closure regarding her own mother. I also said that perhaps she was the mother she wished she had, so in some ways it might be a blessing that her mom was the way she was. Otherwise her kids might now have turned out how they did. I am fairly certain I do not get paid enough for the therapy sessions I sometimes hold in my aisle and at my register.
The Jesus Freak was hanging around the pharmacy waiting area from about 10pm until after we closed. He conducts his business there. While I was ear-hustling he was talking to someone about HonestMedications.com and how after consuming a pro-biotic whatever he felt psychologically and physically better. The item in question is on sale at a health food chain. He talked a lot about proboscis and bacteria. But I'm pretty sure he doesn't really know what he is talking about. At 11:57 I told him he had to go, and he asked if he could use the washroom, or was it too late. I said that it was too late, but if he really needed to he could. Apparently he just needed to wash his hands, which is ridiculous. And then he stayed til about 12:05 buying a single-serve bottle of Honest Tea. He knows what time we close, I don't know why he does that.
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
New Manager
We got a new manager! I like his style, but his speech pattern makes it seem like he is making fun of you. I guess since he is a night guy too it will make it hard for me to get my promotion. Oh well. I like him because he asked about our customer base, how we work together, what everyone's duties are...he didn't come in pretending to know everything or trying to change the rules.
The Senior Beauty Advisor had a different shift today. I actually kind of liked having her around. She gets really high strung about stuff.
A couple of foreign guys were floating around. I helped them find their items, and when my customer saw what lotion his friend picked out:
"It says 'men'. I am man! It says 'lotion'. That I need. It says '24-hour'..."
"You are man for twenty-four hours a day!"
my customer says. I had to laugh at that. But then the first guy says,
"Ah! My finger! It is broke! I use lotion."
What the hell?! His finger did seem misaligned, but it also looked like an old break that had never been set. Either way, what a peculiar thing (and way) to say. I liked them though.
The Senior Beauty Advisor had a different shift today. I actually kind of liked having her around. She gets really high strung about stuff.
A couple of foreign guys were floating around. I helped them find their items, and when my customer saw what lotion his friend picked out:
"It says 'men'. I am man! It says 'lotion'. That I need. It says '24-hour'..."
"You are man for twenty-four hours a day!"
my customer says. I had to laugh at that. But then the first guy says,
"Ah! My finger! It is broke! I use lotion."
What the hell?! His finger did seem misaligned, but it also looked like an old break that had never been set. Either way, what a peculiar thing (and way) to say. I liked them though.
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Out Of Sort
Today was kind of terrible. The paper wasn't loading correctly in our newish giganto printer, so I had to have my manager come over and do it. Turns out the main problem was the fact that I was trying to load regular photo paper, and the order called for canvas. I have never done a canvas before, but that didn't stop my manager from indicating I was dum-dum.
Then the other 4x6 printer went out, but I was able to fix that one.
The patriotic endstand I did looks crowded and in slight disarray. But my manager seems ok with it.
I did not finish all of my closing duties, and I was still working when the manager turned out the lights. Guess it was time to clock out.
Sunday, May 19, 2013
Two Posts In One!
When I tried to post Friday, my computer was acting up.
Friday:
I go outside to mail an RSVP around 9pm. There are about five squad cars and an undercover. I see a bunch of kids assembled around, and notice one that the cops have out on the median, away from everyone else. A girl I know from work (she comes in a lot because she lives across the street), was standing around holding her dog. I ask her what the hell is going on. She, and her friend, said they were just walking down the street and all these cops pull around them and start questioning them. The guy on the median refused to give them his name, so he had been questioned separately. As I was fishing for more details, another girl comes up and says,
"Man, you know the po-lice are racist. They just ran up and stopped us."
As it turns out, there was a shooting at the carnival at the mall. Yes I am worried about my boy.
Today:
One of the ladies on the closing shift went home about two hours into her shift. She was in a lot of pain because she was on her period and she had been working out too much. I gave her a Tylenol, but apparently that wasn't good enough.
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Counterfeit High School
I may or may not have taken a counterfeit $100. I hesitated before I took it because it was one of the old ones, and I have trouble figuring out what to look for on those. But it had threading and it had a swipe from a money marker, so I took it. And the guy who gave it to me had stacks and he offered me another one (totally should have taken another one!). I remember what he looks like and I remember what time it was, approximately. And the problem with calling those out is the risk of offending someone. I have to wait a little over a week to find out if its' real. And if it's not, I'll probably get written up, which would really hurt my chances of getting promoted. If it is...suck it. I know what I'm doing.
The new guy remembers me from high school. I told him that is totally tragic, because I was a hot mess in high school. He looks sort of familiar...but not really. Hopefully he remembers me being awesome and adorable and hopefully we can be work friends.
Thank God I have tomorrow off...
The new guy remembers me from high school. I told him that is totally tragic, because I was a hot mess in high school. He looks sort of familiar...but not really. Hopefully he remembers me being awesome and adorable and hopefully we can be work friends.
Thank God I have tomorrow off...
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Rappers and Tatooers
I was busy facing the freezer and fridge area when I noticed a couple of hip-hop kids, a tatooed boy, and a young-looking girl. The three hip-hop kids were talking about folks they knew at Jade Dragon and what kind of ink they wanted and the tatooed boy said that he did ink, and he showed them the girl's back. She had a big flowered, outline piece. She seemed to be at the stage where she really wanted to be cool with an attitude. All of a sudden I felt really old. Then I heard one of the hip-hop kids spit a few rhymes (he was really fast), followed by the tatooed boy (whose style was more spoken word with a hip-hop beat). The whole interaction was everyone trying to find out what connections everyone else had, who knew who, who had done what.
When I left work I had some regrets about not helping my workmates more. And moving kind of slow almost all night. I got everything done though. And I regretted eating an entire bag of Pirate Booty as well as a Hershey's air bubbled chocolate bar.
When I left work I had some regrets about not helping my workmates more. And moving kind of slow almost all night. I got everything done though. And I regretted eating an entire bag of Pirate Booty as well as a Hershey's air bubbled chocolate bar.
Sunday, May 12, 2013
My First Mother's Day
I shouldn't even be blogging about work, because this is my first Mother's Day. But I went to work. And now I'm blogging about it.
We were really busy for most of the day. I rung up this guy who was getting several different bouquets and cards and even a few stuffed animals. The woman behind him said,
"Thats a lot of mothers."
"Yeah. And this isn't even all of them."
I got to spend a lot of time, almost my whole day, in the Hallmark aisle.
An old Asian woman I was ringing up looked me in the face and said,
"Oh, wow. You have beautiful skin."
"Thank you."
"It's like porcelain. Do you tan?"
"No. I burn."
"Oh, your skin is so white! Like a doll."
I went ahead and took that series of statements as compliments.
She came back in a few minutes after her transaction and told me I was dealing with an old, cheap lady. I told her that's fine; I'm cheap too. And I gave her the sale price on her Raisin Bran because we left an old tag up.
I got wished a Happy Mother's Day by a lot of people. And one girl said I don't look old enough to be a mother...I went ahead and took that as a compliment too.
We were really busy for most of the day. I rung up this guy who was getting several different bouquets and cards and even a few stuffed animals. The woman behind him said,
"Thats a lot of mothers."
"Yeah. And this isn't even all of them."
I got to spend a lot of time, almost my whole day, in the Hallmark aisle.
An old Asian woman I was ringing up looked me in the face and said,
"Oh, wow. You have beautiful skin."
"Thank you."
"It's like porcelain. Do you tan?"
"No. I burn."
"Oh, your skin is so white! Like a doll."
I went ahead and took that series of statements as compliments.
She came back in a few minutes after her transaction and told me I was dealing with an old, cheap lady. I told her that's fine; I'm cheap too. And I gave her the sale price on her Raisin Bran because we left an old tag up.
I got wished a Happy Mother's Day by a lot of people. And one girl said I don't look old enough to be a mother...I went ahead and took that as a compliment too.
Saturday, May 11, 2013
No Hallmark
Again I was taken away from my favorite aisle. The guy in camera called in sick, so I was in both Photo and Hallmark. I was totally looking forward to puttering around in my aisle and it did not work out.
We had a good crew today though.
I was called to the front register to put away two carts full of milk. Why didn't the person want to buy it? What were they going to do with all that milk anyway? These questions will never be answered.
On the upside, I finally got my pics back from a disposable I sent in. They are adorable. On the downside, the guy who had to put in my order again did not give me the coupon. I guess I could have fussed about it, but I didn't. Life is full of disappointments. But also joy.
We had a good crew today though.
I was called to the front register to put away two carts full of milk. Why didn't the person want to buy it? What were they going to do with all that milk anyway? These questions will never be answered.
On the upside, I finally got my pics back from a disposable I sent in. They are adorable. On the downside, the guy who had to put in my order again did not give me the coupon. I guess I could have fussed about it, but I didn't. Life is full of disappointments. But also joy.
Wednesday, May 8, 2013
Hubs, Baby, and Hamster
Probably the most exciting thing that happened today was my visit from the hubs and baby. They brought along a hampster they found in the yard. It would appear that we are keeping him, if the neighbors don't claim him. Baby met the lady in Cosmetics, but not the manager, which I feel bad about. He was sad no one called him to tell him my son was in the store.
Apparently the visit from corporate went pretty good. We didn't get as high of a score as me and the store manager would have thought. But no write-ups, so that in of itself is awesome.
Hallmark was a pipe dream today. I got a project that involved sunglasses and most of my time. The rest of my time was spent doing photo (no one was scheduled for that department, so me and the guy on the floor split the duties) and ringing people up (/picking up the slack for the girl on One.) We got out ten minutes early and the store looks good, so I'm happy. I'm even happier to note that I have the day off tomorrow.
Apparently the visit from corporate went pretty good. We didn't get as high of a score as me and the store manager would have thought. But no write-ups, so that in of itself is awesome.
Hallmark was a pipe dream today. I got a project that involved sunglasses and most of my time. The rest of my time was spent doing photo (no one was scheduled for that department, so me and the guy on the floor split the duties) and ringing people up (/picking up the slack for the girl on One.) We got out ten minutes early and the store looks good, so I'm happy. I'm even happier to note that I have the day off tomorrow.
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
Visit
We are getting a visitor tomorrow, so I worked harder than I usually do. My facing was awesome.
Apparently I sent out my (and two other's) photo order wrong. The company that processes our photos called the Head Photo Tech and he was able to piece together the puzzle of my mishap and took care of it for me. I am very grateful, because I think there are some awesome photos on that roll. He wasn't mean to me, and he showed me what I did wrong. So I won't do it again. I almost took at roll photo order, but when I told her she wouldn't get them back for nearly a week, she decided to hold onto them.
We got out almost a half our late because our loose ends took longer than we thought.
The coworker at One was "off" and "couldn't find her center" because of a nightmare she had last night. Interesting. Wonder what the nightmare was about?
I'm going to bust into the back of Lays Sour Cream and Onion chips the hubs bought the other day. I've already rationalized it.
Apparently I sent out my (and two other's) photo order wrong. The company that processes our photos called the Head Photo Tech and he was able to piece together the puzzle of my mishap and took care of it for me. I am very grateful, because I think there are some awesome photos on that roll. He wasn't mean to me, and he showed me what I did wrong. So I won't do it again. I almost took at roll photo order, but when I told her she wouldn't get them back for nearly a week, she decided to hold onto them.
We got out almost a half our late because our loose ends took longer than we thought.
The coworker at One was "off" and "couldn't find her center" because of a nightmare she had last night. Interesting. Wonder what the nightmare was about?
I'm going to bust into the back of Lays Sour Cream and Onion chips the hubs bought the other day. I've already rationalized it.
Monday, May 6, 2013
Clearance
I noticed a lot of great stuff on the clearance rack. I will have to investigate this further.
A (middle school?) girl wearing copious amounts of hot pink was trying to buy some Pringles and I asked her if those vitamins on the counter were hers too. Luckily she said 'no', because they were Prenatals.
I had my soon-to-be-ex-coworker (he leaves on Thursday!) ring me up. I bought two packs of store-brand diapers at buy one, get one 50% off (which I wouldn't have done if I didn't have a diaper emergency) and some shaving cream at $1.49 before my discount. I also had a 70 cents off coupon (for the shaving cream). He said,
"Wow. You only have one coupon?"
Sadly, yes. But I appreciate you thinking I would have more. Which I would if my hubs and I didn't split the baby stuff.
The pain in my right foot (same issue) is nearly unbearable. I have to get an X-ray. In network, of course.
A (middle school?) girl wearing copious amounts of hot pink was trying to buy some Pringles and I asked her if those vitamins on the counter were hers too. Luckily she said 'no', because they were Prenatals.
I had my soon-to-be-ex-coworker (he leaves on Thursday!) ring me up. I bought two packs of store-brand diapers at buy one, get one 50% off (which I wouldn't have done if I didn't have a diaper emergency) and some shaving cream at $1.49 before my discount. I also had a 70 cents off coupon (for the shaving cream). He said,
"Wow. You only have one coupon?"
Sadly, yes. But I appreciate you thinking I would have more. Which I would if my hubs and I didn't split the baby stuff.
The pain in my right foot (same issue) is nearly unbearable. I have to get an X-ray. In network, of course.
Sunday, May 5, 2013
Nine Hours
I worked a nine hour shift. Four hours were spent on the register, even though I had other things to do. I had to, because one of my coworkers called off. Apparently her back was hurting. Whose back doesn't hurt? But the good news is that apparently she will get written up if she doesn't come back with a doctor's note. From the E.R. Where she claims to be. Seriously, I hope she gets fired. Not to bring myself bad karma...but she is not a good worker. And she is bringing us all down.
On the upside, I got a bunch of "free" stuff. (Stuff I bought, and then got a higher value store coupon.)
On the upside, I got a bunch of "free" stuff. (Stuff I bought, and then got a higher value store coupon.)
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Awkward
Today was pretty awkward. Although I'm not sure why. I punched in about 27 minutes late because I thought I worked at 4:30 but actually worked at 4. Nobody noticed.
My coworker asked if I had a bald spot because my hair was pulled back weird.
I sent in my disposable camera with the hopes that it has some photos of me and the boy at the hospital. When I was taking the order for a guy and his kid, I told him he wouldn't get the negatives back, only a CD. His kid asked, "what are negatives?" I thought he was being a smart-ass, but apparently that was a legit question. It made me sad...for the demise of the photography that was once so solitary and complicated and artistic.
A group of unsupervised kids were running around, being noisy, and messing with my Hallmark gift bags. My manager told them to hush, or he would call their parents. They were too young to realize we couldn't really do that without their cooperation. So the littlest girl started fussing and her big brother/ the big kid put his hand over her mouth and then her nose and she totally panicked. She starts screaming louder and the other kids look real stressed out. Then she starts that hysterical, panicked cry and the big kids picks her up and they rush out of the store. That never would have happened if my manager hadn't said anything. Which never would have happened if they came to the store with their parent and/or guardian. Moral of the story: be nice to your siblings and watch your damn kids.
My coworker asked if I had a bald spot because my hair was pulled back weird.
I sent in my disposable camera with the hopes that it has some photos of me and the boy at the hospital. When I was taking the order for a guy and his kid, I told him he wouldn't get the negatives back, only a CD. His kid asked, "what are negatives?" I thought he was being a smart-ass, but apparently that was a legit question. It made me sad...for the demise of the photography that was once so solitary and complicated and artistic.
A group of unsupervised kids were running around, being noisy, and messing with my Hallmark gift bags. My manager told them to hush, or he would call their parents. They were too young to realize we couldn't really do that without their cooperation. So the littlest girl started fussing and her big brother/ the big kid put his hand over her mouth and then her nose and she totally panicked. She starts screaming louder and the other kids look real stressed out. Then she starts that hysterical, panicked cry and the big kids picks her up and they rush out of the store. That never would have happened if my manager hadn't said anything. Which never would have happened if they came to the store with their parent and/or guardian. Moral of the story: be nice to your siblings and watch your damn kids.
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