"Hand Me That Amazing Pancake Maker.
I Feel Some Employer Appreciation Coming On..."
This was originally scheduled to be the "Huzzah! Thank God It's The Last Friday For The Kiosk!" post. However, with 3 days left to before the winter kiosk was due to be closed, Head Office called us up and exclaimed in a cheerful voice, "Guess what? We've extended the kiosk for another full week! Isn't that great?"
They seemed awfully surprised by my slightly acerbic response of, "Okay, that's great, but since you didn't tell us until the last minute, and almost all of the staff there have already made other plans or gotten other jobs lined up for next week, who do I have left to run it?"
They were equally surprised when they said I could just push a couple of the store personnel over to the kiosk for some shifts, to which I responded with, "And now that my store employees are over at the kiosk, who do I have left to help me do precount for my store inventory?"
While I cannot say this head-up-assery comes as a complete and unadulterated shock, this does remain the latest if not most painfully obvious reminder that, despite what all the Emails and company newsletters say, proper inter-store/department communication is one of those "do as we say, don't do as we do" things as far as Head Office goes.
If I manage to survive next week without: a) killing someone, or b) dropping dead from exhaustion, I'll be impressed. As it is, I've already have to completely alter the store (and now the kiosk's) schedule at the last minute, and I'm hoping it'll still work out for everyone. To boot, it looks like I'll have to cover an evening shift at the kiosk after pulling a 6:30am start to the day for the store's inventory.
And if anyone at Payroll asks why I've pulled so much overtime next week...oh, the answers they'll get. To quote Chuck Palanuik: I am Joe's seething rage. (Which is a lot better than being Joe's colon, since that would mean I was quite literally full of shit. The smell alone would be atrocious.)
Beyond that, I'm maintaining as constructive an attitude as I can. Sometimes it's the simpler things in life that can help calm the seething rage: cute, fluffy bunnies, or chocolate, or in my case, killing a bunch of characters off in a fanfic. 3 Inner Senshi down, 1 to go. Ha ha! (I
am Joe's homicidal impulses! Which would be much better than going "I
am Metaluna!" mostly because it would mean I was on the tubes in Exeter's ship.)
Today's Lesson: watching an entire season of Avatar in a single 8-9 hour sitting has the surprising side effect of making your eyes start to cross afterwards. (Then again, it was worth it.)
posted by Phillip at 5:32 AM
