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whiski_sourI woke up at 8:45 this morning and thought to myself, "I can sleep another half hour."
Then the phone rang.
Work was calling me in because Sandy called off. They also called in Cindy (it was her day off and I was scheduled to work at three). Can't have no one in a department on a Tuesday. It's freight day.
So I hauled my ass outta bed, waited for the shower (Dad has to be to work at ten on Tuesdays), took a shower, and made it to work by ten. Put up jewelry freight, did the department manager paperwork, decided to leave the shoe freight for Cindy since I don't know where shit goes, checked the BAM screen and found 340 price changes waiting for me in shoes.
Yay! *headdesk*
Okay, so I'm working my way through them, doing all of the price changes I could find, on this little handheld whatsit called a Telxon. At one point, I put mine (actually the shoe department's because I couldn't find mine this morning) down to help my nephew and his grandma look for new sandals for him. When I came back, my Telxon was missing its battery and antenna.
Let's see...cranky because I was called in, cranky because I couldn't find my Telxon, cranky because I had over 300 price changes to do, and now extra cranky because someone stole the battery and fucking antenna off of my damn Telxon.
Fuck you, I'm going on my half hour.
Told Dan about the Telxon vandalism and found out Betty had my Telxon, which she gladly gave back to me since she was stealing Donnie's.
Cindy came in at two and things got better because I had someone to be an ass with. Managed to get down to 175 price changes before I left at four.
I really hope Sandy shows up tomorrow.
Still I'm all cranky and off-kilter and not fit for human consumption tonight.
And sleepy. What the hell? I didn't go to bed that late and I didn't get up that early. Geez.
This rant brought to you by the letters F and U and the number Who The Fuck Steals An Antenna?!
Then the phone rang.
Work was calling me in because Sandy called off. They also called in Cindy (it was her day off and I was scheduled to work at three). Can't have no one in a department on a Tuesday. It's freight day.
So I hauled my ass outta bed, waited for the shower (Dad has to be to work at ten on Tuesdays), took a shower, and made it to work by ten. Put up jewelry freight, did the department manager paperwork, decided to leave the shoe freight for Cindy since I don't know where shit goes, checked the BAM screen and found 340 price changes waiting for me in shoes.
Yay! *headdesk*
Okay, so I'm working my way through them, doing all of the price changes I could find, on this little handheld whatsit called a Telxon. At one point, I put mine (actually the shoe department's because I couldn't find mine this morning) down to help my nephew and his grandma look for new sandals for him. When I came back, my Telxon was missing its battery and antenna.
Let's see...cranky because I was called in, cranky because I couldn't find my Telxon, cranky because I had over 300 price changes to do, and now extra cranky because someone stole the battery and fucking antenna off of my damn Telxon.
Fuck you, I'm going on my half hour.
Told Dan about the Telxon vandalism and found out Betty had my Telxon, which she gladly gave back to me since she was stealing Donnie's.
Cindy came in at two and things got better because I had someone to be an ass with. Managed to get down to 175 price changes before I left at four.
I really hope Sandy shows up tomorrow.
Still I'm all cranky and off-kilter and not fit for human consumption tonight.
And sleepy. What the hell? I didn't go to bed that late and I didn't get up that early. Geez.
This rant brought to you by the letters F and U and the number Who The Fuck Steals An Antenna?!
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