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Seriously, some days I feel like transforming into Numbnuts. I feel like wandering around, doing nothing, and failing at everything I'm asked to do so I don't get asked to do again.
I don't, however, plan to quit showering or start to hit on anything with two X chromosomes. I have my limits.
I had my day all planned out. First I would help set the weekly ad. Then I would go purge grocery and scan all the outs when I was done, because we have to do that now. (Scanning of outs isn't happening every week as it should because of lack of payroll.)
Instead....we got the ad knocked out just before open. Before I could go on break the opening manager said to me "Wow, you got that ad done quick today! Could you please go out to lawn and garden and help the person out there with her ad? A big price change came down last week and she won't be able to finish it all herself. Thanks!"
So I trudged outside in the damp and the cold, and had to put up all the signs for the greenhouse and the trees and shrubs. This required me to round up all the signholders for the trees since the person who closed out there last night decided to be stupid and pull them all out. So I had to put a sale backer in the holder, then the paper ad sign and a plastic cover, and try to fold this all neatly into the slots on the holders, and then stake them into the pots. I ended up half an hour late for my first break because of this.
Then, when I finished that--I got asked to pull a bunch of raincheck items because the closers last nightcouldn't get to it didn't feel like doing it. Too busy backstocking their returns in the wrong places again.
Then, manager asked me to put out displays of two new chairs that came in not too long ago. Lucky me, they both came Some Assembly Required. But it wasn't anything too major. I got them put together, on the furniture pad, and signed. And then it was time for lunch.
And then, while I was stuffing my face, I got a big pile of ad signs dumped on the table in front of me. Corrections and additions all of them. See, marketing can't get their shit together and decide on one price or percentage off to put things on sale. So they change their minds two or three times, and have signs printed up for each of their whims, and they get sent down to the stores late in the week so they don't get sorted into the sign boxes. Another hour shot, scanning items to figure out which of two or three different prices they scanned up at.
That left me an hour and 45 minutes to work on grocery. Needless to say, that didn't get done.
I'm getting sick of having more and more work dumped on me because I give a damn and get stuff done.
I don't, however, plan to quit showering or start to hit on anything with two X chromosomes. I have my limits.
I had my day all planned out. First I would help set the weekly ad. Then I would go purge grocery and scan all the outs when I was done, because we have to do that now. (Scanning of outs isn't happening every week as it should because of lack of payroll.)
Instead....we got the ad knocked out just before open. Before I could go on break the opening manager said to me "Wow, you got that ad done quick today! Could you please go out to lawn and garden and help the person out there with her ad? A big price change came down last week and she won't be able to finish it all herself. Thanks!"
So I trudged outside in the damp and the cold, and had to put up all the signs for the greenhouse and the trees and shrubs. This required me to round up all the signholders for the trees since the person who closed out there last night decided to be stupid and pull them all out. So I had to put a sale backer in the holder, then the paper ad sign and a plastic cover, and try to fold this all neatly into the slots on the holders, and then stake them into the pots. I ended up half an hour late for my first break because of this.
Then, when I finished that--I got asked to pull a bunch of raincheck items because the closers last night
Then, manager asked me to put out displays of two new chairs that came in not too long ago. Lucky me, they both came Some Assembly Required. But it wasn't anything too major. I got them put together, on the furniture pad, and signed. And then it was time for lunch.
And then, while I was stuffing my face, I got a big pile of ad signs dumped on the table in front of me. Corrections and additions all of them. See, marketing can't get their shit together and decide on one price or percentage off to put things on sale. So they change their minds two or three times, and have signs printed up for each of their whims, and they get sent down to the stores late in the week so they don't get sorted into the sign boxes. Another hour shot, scanning items to figure out which of two or three different prices they scanned up at.
That left me an hour and 45 minutes to work on grocery. Needless to say, that didn't get done.
I'm getting sick of having more and more work dumped on me because I give a damn and get stuff done.
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