Post-It

Yes, I was kind of dicking around. Which might be why I wasn't able to get done earlier. Luckily the guy at One got my back.

I rung up three carts of school/office supplies for three kids. There was almost nothing on sale, and they spent over $300. It was intense. I'm not sure why they would be shopping for supplies now...school started a few months ago. And it astounded me that they would spend that much.

I clocked in four minutes late, because while on my way out the door, my son splashed around in the cat's water bowl. And the punch-in clock wasn't working. But then we punched out seven minutes late. And by 'punch-out' I mean 'write our time on a Post-It for our manager to enter in manually.' Hopefully.

New Manager

I completed two canvas prints! All by myself! I set up my little 'craft corner' on the floor in the corner of the photo department. I followed all the directions on the template for the prints, and the only thing I needed help with was pushing the corner in. I was pretty psyched.

I printed out a 16x20 for a woman who came from the other store because she got the wrong size and they were having trouble giving her what she wanted. I was the only one who could change the paper and get the printer going. I was pretty psyched about that too.

My coworker gave me the drink and the candy bar from his Lunchable, which I thought was very sweet. And yummy.

When pictures print out, I like to look at them. Like a creep.

It's Monday

I grunted when my boss asked me to take the shift tonight and next thing I knew I was on the schedule.

Because I was in the Cosmetics department, I did some recon on the make-up. There was a CoverGirl display of their Hunger Games line. There were pictures of models with "The Coal-Mining Look- inspired by District 11" (I apologize if district 11 wouldn't inspire mining coal. I can't remember which district was which.) Other districts inspired other looks.
I also noticed that there was a lot of make-up on clearance.

I missed the Halloween clearance. I'm very annoyed.

I did not miss my manager's last day. Which I would have if I didn't go to work today.

I finally finished all my projects!

Late, Again

I was two minutes late. But we clocked out a 1/2 hour late. So I guess it all evens out. I was mad about having to stay late...but I got over it.

I wanted to get full case done, but I was stuck doing trivial things for the manager, and getting called up to the front register a lot. We were really busy.

When I was putting away stuff my manger gave me, I asked this guy if he needed help finding anything. And he listed a bunch of symptoms and asked what he should get to relieve them. What about me looks like I would give sound medical advice?

I Forgot!

About two minutes before I was supposed to clock in, I realized that I forgot my uniform shirt! Luckily, I was able to borrow my co-worker's. I left him candy as a thank-you.

I thought I was really on top of things today; I did what my managers told me to do...I was getting things done, and going fast. And then, at about a half hour before we clocked out, I realized I forgot some important things. Like facing aisle 7, and taking some boxes to the baler. Dang.

I got to order some stick balloons! I look forward to their arrival.

The Rumors Are True

I worked the midshift today, and I feel like I worked hard. However, there is a rumor spreading around that I don't finish my projects. Which is true, so I guess it would just be a fact spreading around. I'll tell ya, the reasons for me not finishing my projects are the following:
1) I get a list at the beginning of my shift, and that list expands and contracts like a living entity. It makes it hard to prioritize and actually finish anything.
2) Customers.
3) Unforeseen incidences.

I drank two Rockstar Punches so I was feeling a little discombobulated.

I really hope I don't get fired, or written up, or anything else that could threaten my employment.

Friday and Today (Saturday)

Friday:
I received the balloons that I was allowed to order without supervision. Hence the Nightmare Before Christmas and red heart-shaped-with-a-moustache balloons. I blew them up, then moved on to another project. Which I didn't finish. And it occurred to me that I very rarely, if ever, finish the projects assigned to me. It's a mystery to me how I remain employed. And I found out I got a raise. Go figure.


Today (Saturday):
The pain in my feet is incredible. We got out late (35 minutes) for the following reasons:
1) My manger has poor time management and didn't start closing procedures till way to late.
2) My store manager scheduled someone who could not make it. But she consistently can't make it and my manager consistently schedules her.
3) We were super-busy.
4) My feet hurt real bad, which made it hard me to move it the hell along.

While I was at the Register, I saw three boys who looked a lot alike (brothers, obviously. possibly triplets) hanging around the Hallmark aisle. They had some kind of verbal altercation, and one bro punched the other one in the jaw. The punchee turned red and looked pissed, and then the three of them left. They fourth guy who was unrelated came to my register to purchase a pop, and I asked him how they were doing. He hadn't even seen the punch, and then he seemed worried that he had to get in the same car with them.
Later one of the brothers came in with the friend, and two hipster girls. They got two cans of Brisk. The boys stayed in front of the girls the whole time. I wonder where the other two brothers were?