Work Sucks @ MindSay

So.. I guess 4-5 hours per night of sleep are not enough because the day off before the last one I lay down on my bed for "15 mins" at around 7 o'clock and only woke up the next day...

But even the early morning is not the reason why my work sucks for me atm. A week ago I was transfered from the main store at which I was trained to the Dupont store. And there, there is this one co worker... who is overall nice I think, she just rubs me the wrong way. Shes very loud, and she doesn't let me work the way I was trained to, she interjects, interferes, distracts and in general a LOUD annoying pest who has to explain to me stuff I already know and tell me thinks that are impossible to do ( I can do only one thing at a time, I cannot write the brewed coffee time for example as I give change to the customer) and because she keeps pointing out those things I keep making more mistakes.

I tell you, this Saturday I worked and she wasn't there and it was a friggin PLEASURE to work. none of that stupid stress and embarrassment when she's there.
She does things to piss me like while I am taking cash from one customer she already calls the other and he orders while I still didn't finish giving change to the other. so while I am trying frantically to remember his new order and figure out change, it confuses me, makes me feel rushed. and bleah, this is where mistakes happen. I kinda told her that and she does less of that  but still does it. No one else does it.
She also talks to the customers like I am not there and cant take the order. Shes so loud.
I asked her if she wants to go on cash, and she said no. Bleah I want to make coffee too. When you are working tandem team all before before switched with me in order to mix it around. This entire week I was stuck on the friggin cash, because she didn't let me switch ! I hate that. So Much.
you either take the cash and call them at your own speed and talk to them or you make the cofee. This is tandem team, pick a role and let me do mine.
Get this, she was on sandwich duty once too, and no one screams like she does... "BAGEL WITH CHEESE"
first of all, you not new. Your screen shows you from which cash what was ordered. and you are walking there anyways, you don't need to scream it while you still putting the finishing touches. its distracting because its SO LOUD sometimes I miss what customers tell me. Also NO ONE ELSE does it like this. Yes, you call out the order loudly so they can hear you, but you don't have to yell like that for the entire EIGHT HOURS that I work there. the Saturday when she wasn't there, someone even commented how its "so quiet", and how she was shouting all day yesterday, heh.
Its unnecessary, its distracting and only a fool would think it makes you look like a better worker. Do your job, do it well, be enthusiastic if so you wish, but above all this is TEAM WORK, so be considerate.
I don't even think she gets how annoying it gets. And how much shes harming me and not helping.

I am thinking to request to transfer to another store because I don't know how to deal with her. I never been in the situation. I dont even want to go to work anymore. I hate it, and shes the reason why.

It kills my self esteem and my work quality is in the gutter when she there. As I said - working Saturday when she wasn't there, was a PLEASURE.

Well, what a weekend, I did so much in a couple days that to me, it feels like a week has passed.

 

Last night, my new neigbours invited me to their home, their yard is nothing short of amazing, I took a bunch of pictures, I have to post them here. The sunset was perfect. We had a fire, felt like we where in the middle of nowhere, wouldn't think we where right in the middle of a city with a population of 250000, lol. Its such an awesome location, like insulated from the rest of the city, lol.

 

Everyone has dogs, so cute. BIG dogs to, lol.

 

I hate having to work, work sucks big time, but what can you do?

So things seemed to be ok, as much as I can put up with it. Then at work the other day my store manager, who always says hi to me no matter what, walked by me several times. What the fuck is that about? Well I mentioned it to Jake who is one of my favorite managers there. Jake tells me the low down, which he obviously wasn't supposed to, but hey its me. Supposedly my store manager has been talking crap and saying that my performance has been slipping. I'd like to know how the hell it has been slipping. I'm always on time to work, I stay late pretty much everytime because they don't have enough coverage on the floor. I do what I'm supposed to, I actually come to work. There's actually a lot of girls that just don't show some days, they don't even call in and I'm the one she's bitching about. I'm sick of it. Thank god I'm getting a second job. I work my ass off there and never get noticed. Its the most stressful place I have worked ever, no job is worth this amount of crap. Trust me when I say this, never work at Victoria's Secret, they screw you over. I work 4 days a week and you know how many hours I may get, 20 tops. What the hell is wrong with that picture. I pay for everything, rent, bge, comcast, most of my college, gas, etc. How the hell am I supposed to afford that on $8.50 an hour and only 20 hours a week, oh and that 20 hours is only this week. Last week I had like 12, it sucks. Ugh, I can't quit yet because my new job can't give me too many hours in the beginning, but I'm getting paid more than VS and mostly more hours that will be set hours. Ugh. I am soo done.

Well, far from being the frequently updated source of all things inane as hoped, I still haven’t given up on this thing just yet.  Fortunately for those of you still around, the long absence has allowed me to amass a smorgasbord of random anecdotes and pointless trivia.

First off in the minds of my imagined readers, would of course be the promised visiting that occurred a few weeks back.  As was expected, everything went awesomely, and much enjoyment was derived.  Chief amongst our exploits was a trip up to Niagara Falls, which was a stunning site, in spite of being stranded on the American side due to the new border regulations demanding a passport for reentry.  I suppose I shouldn’t gripe too much, though.  Who knows how close we were to a total invasion of cultural debauchery by those skeevy Canadians?  I for one don’t trust any peoples that call themselves Canadians, but don’t hail from Canadia.  Plus, that ‘zed’ business is just plain weird.

Even restricted from the head-on view afforded by our neighbors in the north, though, we managed to get an incredible overhead view thanks to a park that runs along them.  I still need to pore through the various pictures I took, but I promise to get some up in the nearer future.  Still, if you mange to make it up to see them, make sure to bring a passport.  With the sole exception of that fabulous park, the American side is in a pitiful state of neglect, with very little to offer compared to the tourist’s utopia across the way.  Whereas the Canadians have ritzy hotels, shop-lined streets and weekly firework shows, our stateside offerings are mostly limited to the likes haunted houses and other fare not even suitable for a high-school carnival.

Moving on, though.  The rest of her stay was comparatively quiet, but none the less a blast.  We played lots of Pikmin, watched some nostalgia-laden films from out collective past, and had plenty of pizza.  Even managed to break ourselves away from our controllers long enough to go see Spider-Man 3.  (Which, for those not yet aware, is good, but not as good as the first two.  The action is definitely still there (if a little over the top), and there is definitely emotional drama, but the characters were less fleshed-out and more contrived.  Worth watching, though, if you’re a fan of 1 and 2).

Ultimately, the week went by faster than either of us preferred, but it was well worth it.  Besides, with any amount of luck, it won’t be long until I’m able to return the favor and head in the opposite direction to see her.

On another side of things, specifically one involving the rawkage of the house, my mastery of the five-buttoned guitar has progressed quite satisfactorily, and I’ve managed to make it to the final set on expert (though, whether I can claim to have played the preceding tracks expertly is up to much debate :-P).  The game is inexpressibly awesome, though, and with both Guitar Hero III and Rock Band on the horizon, it’s going get very busy and verrrry expensive around here in the near future.

Speaking on the topic of expenses, I’m going to be even more broke than usual for a while as a direct result of my recent taking a stand against the man.  Yes, I am soon to be jobless, but the path to unemployment has been paved with victory and fuck-yeah.  See, we got this new manager at OfficeMax (I’d take the time to render that as some mildly witty insult-pun, if the actual name didn’t evoke enough horror on its own), and not to put to fine a point on it, but she’s a bitch.  To make a longish story shorter, she tried to keep me from leaving to do something more important to me than my job (for all of two hours, no less), and I told her that was fine, I’d just up and quit, then.  I’ll provide more details in my theoretical next post, but suffice to say that despite not ultimately needing to quit over that, it was enough to make me realize I wanted out of that particular circle of hell, anyway. 

So, jobless, yes.  But free.  Like a bird….a free bird.  Rawk \m/

That’s all for now, but not by no means all there is.  With as much material as I’ve gathered, I’m gonna be smartlike for once, and space it out.  For the time being, though, I leave you with this; spikey bug penis: http://www.cosmosmagazine.com/node/1380

Oh dear god.   

Why did I tell this woman I would work childcare for vacation bible school?  I don't mind working with kids who are three and up because they are potty trained, but she wants me to help another woman in the baby room.  I must be some sort of masochist.  All I want to do is crawl back into bed.  I don't wanna go to work. :( I know I need the money, but damn it.....!