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TheByc'sBlog My Many Hats 2009-03-13 9:16 PM Survived Another Friday Previous Entry :: Next Entry Mood: Annoyed Read/Post Comments (2) |
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I think I choose "annoyed" every Friday. I have requested next Friday off from work, and I am now thinking of requesting at least one Friday each month off. Every other Friday would work out pretty well, too. I am getting along pretty well with one of the twins, but not the other. It is the other that seems to always be in charge every Friday. She is young, and maybe she will learn, but right now I am so annoyed with nearly everything she does that I really just want to leave early each time. I actually paid a crew person $5 out of my pocket to work the last hour of my shift tonight. It was so slow, and I wanted to get home to watch the basketball game anyway, and we had management coverage, so why not? The things she did to irritate me today, in no particular order: stuck me in another lame crew position speak in Spanish all day, to all others, and I had no idea what they were talking about wiped off my dry-erase timers on 3 coffee pots, saying she needed to brew fresh coffee. (I always have fresh coffee, she didn't even read the timers, just wiped 'em off, then never brewed new decaf. She asked me what time were they to expire, and I replied I have no idea, that was why I wrote it on each pot)...idiot she did not have any greeting for me this morning, when I said hi to her when in the tight confines of the office, we merely passed each other, no "excuse me" floor plan in place, but not being used properly she walked off floor at 4:00, leaving it to me, with 2 breaks to get out, and no time to set up my own plan when giving me my breaks, she simply says to me, "go on your break"...not, "after what you are currently doing", just, "go"....now...no talking about it prior, "when so and so is back, you are going on your break" speaking of cummunication, or lack thereof, that is what her and I have (none), yet she talks to everyone else non-stop she looks like a Barbie, with every little thing in its proper place, and thinking her caca don't stink Okay, I am done...tonights dinner was baked cod, with lemon and onion, served with rice and garlic green beans. |
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