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June 5th, 2019

the curse of competence

Guess who is working all closes next week?  Apparently, I'm the best at it now that M is leaving.  Yippee.

I am going to have to have a sit down with management and explain AGAIN that, if the buses aren't running (and they don't after 9pm), I have to PAY to get a cab to get home.  Worse on weekends, when there are no busues running those hours, so working a Saturday/Sunday close is $48 in cab fare.  Either they take that into consideration, or I better be getting one hell of a raise real soon.

And if Kent meets my complaints with "Well, it's better than not having a job" one more time, I'll be doing a GoFundMe for attorney fees on my charge of (totally justifiable) homicide.


I'm trying to be shiny, happy, positive girl, but it ain't working.

At the very least, I'll get to spend time with Cheesy Poof, who works mids, gives killer shoulder rubs, and sneaks me stuff from bulk when management isn't around.

Yep, I have found someone to fag hag.  Or he found a fag hag.  Whatever.  When I first started the job, he was the "cheese specialist."  I don't remember how it came up, but he did his Cartman impression (which is actually better than Kent's.  Color me impressed) and I crowned him Cheesy Poof.

The rest is history.

(Even better: he also watches RHOBH and Vanderpump Rules.  Finally!  I have someone in my life with whom I can talk about the crucial issues surrounding these shows!  While bagging up organic jelly beans.)

(But we made ourselves Pride themed bags, then handed them out to staff.  One of the managers saw, thought it was brilliant...and guess what I will probably be doing tomorrow?  Yup.  Bags and bags of Pride jelly beans  While I love the idea, CF and I really need to quit coming up with ideas that just make more work for us)

I am not working today, thank you Baby Cheeze-Its.


The fucking YARN FAIRY!

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