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*blinks* Huh. I don't know how the hell it's been six days since my last actual entry (the meme doesn't count). I haven't been extraordinarily busy, I just... haven't felt like it, I suppose.
Drama at work. There's always drama, of course, but at the moment it seems to be escalating. Customers sucking more than usual, hookups, people leaving, one of the shift supervisors being an absolute bastard... god, I hate August.
In other news, I apparently did something to my left foot. It started around Saturday or so. Whenever I put weight on the ball of that foot, I get a nice little shooting pain up my leg. It's a bit better now that I've stayed off of it as much as possible the last couple of days, but the pain isn't completely gone. We'll see what happens with that. Mom is trying to convince me that I have a stress fracture in my foot because I'm fat. *twitch* Bitch.
Also, my mom goes back to work on September 9th. Sooner than she was insisting, at least. *breathes*
God. Subrosa. I don't even want to talk about it. *cries*
I should go and get something to eat before this gets too much longer.
Drama at work. There's always drama, of course, but at the moment it seems to be escalating. Customers sucking more than usual, hookups, people leaving, one of the shift supervisors being an absolute bastard... god, I hate August.
Just for fun... a little example of the "customers sucking more than usual" bit, for the curious:
Me: (to customer 1, who was a little overly chatty but otherwise very pleasant) I'm just going to get that CD for you, I'll be right back.
Customer 1: Okay. ^_^
(Keep in mind I am STILL HELPING CUSTOMER 1. Also that Customer 2 just moved one of the stools directly in front of my register and sat down all of five seconds before I went behind the counter to get the CD. I saw him.)
Customer 2: EXCUSE ME!
(I turn around, and he's holding up the things he wants to purchase. I look over at the cashier's line- two people, including the person she's ringing out. Plus I'm already helping someone, and that's still going to take a while. I have no problem ringing people up randomly, but if I'm busy, you're out of luck. Especially if you're trying to cut in line and being a dick about it.)
Me: (As nicely as possible) She can help you right over there. *points*
(Most people get it when I do this. They might sigh and stomp over there a bit, but they understand that I'm not going to ring them up. Idiots probably think I'm just being a bitch instead of actually busy, but never mind. The point is that they usually go away.)
Customer 2: *glares at me as if I'm extremely stupid* NO SHE CAN'T. IT'S BEEN A REALLY LONG TIME.
(Again. He was sitting there all of five seconds before getting my attention.)
Me: *sigh* I'm helping a customer right now, but I'll help you as soon as I can.
Customer 2: I WANT TO TALK TO YOUR MANAGER!
Me: Fine.
I called up Mike, who was the shift supervisor that night, and walked away, back to my original customer who was as sweet as pie about it. I don't know what the guy said to Mike- I didn't ask, I can figure it out on my own (She made me wait a REALLY long time, so rude, bullshit bullshit bullshit)- but Mike ignored it anyway. Partially because he doesn't give a shit, partially because he knows I'm damn good at what I do and bend myself over backwards for people, and this guy was clearly full of crap. Huzzah.
Me: (to customer 1, who was a little overly chatty but otherwise very pleasant) I'm just going to get that CD for you, I'll be right back.
Customer 1: Okay. ^_^
(Keep in mind I am STILL HELPING CUSTOMER 1. Also that Customer 2 just moved one of the stools directly in front of my register and sat down all of five seconds before I went behind the counter to get the CD. I saw him.)
Customer 2: EXCUSE ME!
(I turn around, and he's holding up the things he wants to purchase. I look over at the cashier's line- two people, including the person she's ringing out. Plus I'm already helping someone, and that's still going to take a while. I have no problem ringing people up randomly, but if I'm busy, you're out of luck. Especially if you're trying to cut in line and being a dick about it.)
Me: (As nicely as possible) She can help you right over there. *points*
(Most people get it when I do this. They might sigh and stomp over there a bit, but they understand that I'm not going to ring them up. Idiots probably think I'm just being a bitch instead of actually busy, but never mind. The point is that they usually go away.)
Customer 2: *glares at me as if I'm extremely stupid* NO SHE CAN'T. IT'S BEEN A REALLY LONG TIME.
(Again. He was sitting there all of five seconds before getting my attention.)
Me: *sigh* I'm helping a customer right now, but I'll help you as soon as I can.
Customer 2: I WANT TO TALK TO YOUR MANAGER!
Me: Fine.
I called up Mike, who was the shift supervisor that night, and walked away, back to my original customer who was as sweet as pie about it. I don't know what the guy said to Mike- I didn't ask, I can figure it out on my own (She made me wait a REALLY long time, so rude, bullshit bullshit bullshit)- but Mike ignored it anyway. Partially because he doesn't give a shit, partially because he knows I'm damn good at what I do and bend myself over backwards for people, and this guy was clearly full of crap. Huzzah.
In other news, I apparently did something to my left foot. It started around Saturday or so. Whenever I put weight on the ball of that foot, I get a nice little shooting pain up my leg. It's a bit better now that I've stayed off of it as much as possible the last couple of days, but the pain isn't completely gone. We'll see what happens with that. Mom is trying to convince me that I have a stress fracture in my foot because I'm fat. *twitch* Bitch.
Also, my mom goes back to work on September 9th. Sooner than she was insisting, at least. *breathes*
God. Subrosa. I don't even want to talk about it. *cries*
I should go and get something to eat before this gets too much longer.
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