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Friday the 13th, part 2: AC Revenge

Seriously?  Seriously?

I got to work and guess what?  The AC is dead there, too.

Technically, it's only out in the kitchen, so corporate wasn't rushing the job as much (nice, guys.  Real nice.  Screw the workers; it's only an issue if the customers complain).  Big Boss mentioned that at our staff meeting with quite a bit of frustration.  Then she half muttered "If just ONE GUEST complains, they'll hurry up and fix it."

Well, hell.  Getting people to complain is NOT that hard.

"Hi, Margie.  The usual?  Great.  *pause*  Is it a bit warm in here, or is it just me?"

[Three customers later]  "Big Boss, should we prop open the front door?  Three people have mentioned that it is awfully warm in here and maybe we could get a cross breeze going."

I got THAT LOOK, a shrug, and a "Well, if the customers are uncomfortable, I should make another call."

The great thing about working in the corporate sector of food service: after a couple of decades, you learn how to work the system a bit.

We got the big talk this morning about how hours are going to get cut this summer, but none of us are doing anything wrong (actually, our numbers are WAAAAY up since March.  And we're getting really good responses from the online surveys.  So we're golden, but stuff is going to slow down).  I told Big Boss that I was looking for a second job and have a promising prospect, but I would probably need to drop my Saturdays.

It's a receptionist gig (early evenings and Saturdays) at a cool, quirky, queer friendly hair salon on Franklin St.  10-15 hours a week, sitting on my ass and answering the phone.  Perfect.

And that would happen to be where she and her mom get their hair done.  I asked if I could go back and add her as a reference and she said "I'm taking mom to get her hair 'did' after work tomorrow.  i'll just tell John he needs to hire you and that you have GREAT phone demeanor."

I feel better about my chances.  And find it deeply ironic how much I *hate* talking on the phone, but I am great at it in a professional setting. I think it probably has something to do with my college work study gig as a switchboard operator (yes, really.  1991 and we still had a switchboard.  "Hello, you have reached Emory and Henry College.  Where would you like me to direct you call?"  3 hours a shift, 3 days a week, $4.25/hr, half of which went to my tuition.  I did a lot of needlework projects during that job).

In other news, I spent some time going through some of my boxes from the last time I went to Bristol  (I know.  But I can only handle so much at once)

And I found this pic of me and my sister.  We were pretty damned cute.  I've framed it and put it in the living room.  <3

(I also posted in on FB, which means she probably wants to kill me now)

sisters 001


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May. 14th, 2016 03:16 am (UTC)

Who is who?
May. 14th, 2016 03:23 am (UTC)
I'm on the left.

I put this up on FB, too, and I think my sister is ready to kill me. :)
May. 14th, 2016 04:27 am (UTC)
adorbs af!!!! Hope you get the receptionist job. For some reason I'd love to have a job as a receptionist/operator even just once in my life. I am horrid at taking calls personally at home but it would seem fun if I'm doing it as a job lol idk
May. 14th, 2016 09:23 am (UTC)
I'd say take the job!!! It sounds like fun and a diversion from the fast pace of McAllister's. I have always appreciated that.
May. 14th, 2016 11:46 am (UTC)
That is a nice photo!

I'm glad you were able to jump start the repair process on the AC!
May. 14th, 2016 02:02 pm (UTC)
good luck on the second job!
May. 14th, 2016 04:38 pm (UTC)
lovely photo.... <3
May. 15th, 2016 08:43 pm (UTC)
I am with you on phones. I did a LOT of phone answering in my earliest jobs, including on a mortgage arrears helpline. It polished my ability to talk to people professionally in many trying circumstances.

That pic is cute!
May. 16th, 2016 02:47 pm (UTC)
Sweet picture!
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