Ok, 1st...I woke up from an extremely bizarre dream at 2:30 am. I don't even remember most of it now except bits & pieces & remembering that it absolutely made no sense! lol Ok, 1st of all, I *rarely* dream!! Out of those exceptions, almost NONE of them are ever weird in any way! hahaha Anyway...Bastian realized I was awake & proceeded to play until I actually got up at 6 am! *sighs* I never really went back to sleep. :/ So, by the time I got to work at 9:45, I was already not at peak level!
I walked in the door & all hell was breaking loose!! Apparently, Cindy came to work with a stick up her ass a mile long!!! Ok, let's get some background info here for a moment: Yesterday...Cindy was off. We sent Stacy home cuz she was freaking death warmed over! Amanda was working in the garage (this is where we keep all of our back up excess), organizing the wall where the hardbacks are kept cuz you couldn't get to anything the way it was without hurting yourself! That left me & Kelli on counter. Ok. The DAY itself was fucken ridiculous!!! No, we didn't have a lot of sales. But the phone rang nonstop, people were in & out of the store, had us running around looking for shit & then didn't buy, it was a "dump day" (meaning--people bring shitloads of books in & donate or trade in), we got an order in (not a regular one but a school order plus some special orders AND some magazines). Kelli & I had equal time on the registers & phone & dealing with customers. We both did parts of checking in the order. We both dealt with the dumps...even Amanda got involved in one of the big ones (multiple boxes of books---we had TWO of these at the same fucken time!) I processed all of the paperbacks we got in. Kelli was pricing hardbacks as much as she could in between the other 400 things going on. Our work table was literally PILED with hardbacks & trades this morning that we didn't get a chance to get to. Cindy walked in & saw this & IMMEDIATELY went into a tirade about "nothing got done yesterday"!!! WTF?!?! Amanda had already holed herself in the garage by the time I got there & Stacy was just giving me the "looks". When Kelli got there, Cindy tore into her. I was in the garage with Amanda when Kelli came back there...her 1st words..."What the HELL?!?!" Yeah...so Amanda decided maybe I should say something to Cindy...so up I went. Told her, FLAT OUT...the day was fucken ridiculous & we busted our asses alllll day! It's not like we were sitting around having a party...FFS! I'm still knee-deep in this Room 4 project but since she was having a freaking cow, I asked Cindy if she wanted me to help process the hardbacks & trades to get them out. Her response was some snide/sarcastic comment about how we just need to process the crap that's piled around & quit pulling shit from everywhere else (referring to the multiple projects going on in the store at the moment). That just went all over me!! I can't fucken do MY JOB in room 4 without pulling!! I was over it at that point, took my shit & went to room 4 to do my job that I know how to do & she hasn't got a fucken clue!!
Cindy has had the store for almost a year now & she STILL refuses to listen to us, trust us, be AWARE that WE know what the fuck we're doing....when she doesn't! It's gotten extremely old & over abused. We're all just about over it, her AND the store!! She's gonna be up a creek if/when we all walk...she needs to just back the fuck off & let us do this...
The tension was sooooo thick all damn day that you could cut it with a knife! That's NOT an environment that I enjoy!! I was pissed off all day & hurt like hell. I carry my stress in my neck & shoulders (where I got hurt in the car accident)...so it makes for NOT fun times when I get upset like that. *sighs*
And I'm really not looking forward to tomorrow either. It's just me & Kelli. Cindy has a skydive thing to do. Stacy has her cousin's wedding to go to. And Amanda has the boys. Come THE FUCK ON Saturday @ 4 pm!!! *sighs* I'm done...with this week....already! :/
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