Time: 10:39am
State of Being: tired, hormonal
Song lyric in my head:
current desire:energy
where am I?: in the bedroom on the bed
what's that noise?: watching Friends on Netflix. I love Friends. I can't believe I'm older than them now.
ugh. this whole January disaster debacle is driving me mad. I've been staying until 9:30-10:30 every night to fix crap, and stuff is still not even caught up. I even came in on Saturday (my only day off) to work on something. The system kept going down so I couldn't do much of anything.
And then there's HER! ugh! She doesn't work or do anything. I was there on Saturday for three hours to be invisible and not do anything regular work related. Just fixing stuff that needs to be done. (There are 3 weeks of EOD labels that were just a pile of crap. Our District Manager has been all over us to finish them.) She did NOTHING for three hours. NOTHING. you know that busy work that makes you look like you're working, but you're not. I felt bad for our floater pharmacist, Kwame who was busting his ass trying to get stuff done.
continued at 12:27pm (Russ came in the room and sat next to me)
so I'm not as grumpy as I was this morning. But i'll continue the rant to get it off my chest. I gotta go into work today at 2 and work with her so ranting would be a plus.
Anywho. I was there for three hours on Saturday and she did nothing. I felt so bad for Kwame. He basically begged me to stay and help, but I really wanted to get out of there. My deal with Ram was that I would go in and just work on EODs. No filling, dropping, answering the phone, talking to customers. NOTHING. And yet I found myself working. Just a bit. So I left. It was my day off. When the system crashed, people (our oh-so pleasant customers) started yelling at me. (did I mention it was only day off? and I came in..) So I left.
Yesterday I came in to 75 in fill. Luckily I had Eliza with me all day. Usually I'm by myself until the afternoon. I still couldn't finish everything I needed, and there's still stuff to do from the "January disaster." We ended up being so busy. On Sunday's we usually to MAYBE 75 if it's a busy day. We did 133 by the end of the day.
Today I go in at 2. Because it's Martin Luther King day, and I have no school, they scheduled me for 2. Without asking. I was really looking forward to almost a full day off. (I usually go in about 4 or 5) I'm so tired of that place. I'm tired of working my ass off just to get yelled at by people.
I guess I wasn't in a pleasant mood yesterday, because a customer told me I had a bad attitude. I really felt bad after that. I honestly try to be the best person I can be to these people. I hate causing negativity to anyone. I really do.
It doesn't help that I'm PMSing like crazy right now.
It sucks being a girl. Some months are better or worse than others. This month seems especially brutal. I feel like I want to punch everything and burst out in tears all at the same time. I went to grab some soup to eat this morning, and found out Russ ate the only soup I wanted, and I burst into tears. It's pretty pathetic. There's a part in me that's rolling her eyes going "dude. mel. really?" and there's that other part that's like "omg he ate my soup! I was really looking forward to that soup. I've had a crappy week, and that soup was just going to make me feel so much better. Now nothing can make me feel better, because everything just SUCKS. FUCK IT ALL!" yup. PMS brain. Guys are lucky. And what sucks worse is the knowledge that soon i'll be in complete agony where it'll feel like my insides are trying to kill me.
And I'll still have to work 6 (or 7) days a week. Even though I work two part time jobs, it's still the equivalent of a full time job with overtime hours.
I really don't want to work today. AND I have to work with Martha (anti-wonky woman).
I need a vacation.
I promise there are more happy things to talk about. Life isn't all that bad. PMS is just making it feel that way, and it's hard to talk myself out of it.
So let's thing happy thoughts.
OH! So Cameron texted me the other night. He started off with (verbatim) "Hey, what's up? This is Cam. I have something to ask that may seem a little off the wall. I only as that Russell didn't know." I told him that was a heavy request, because I don't keep much from Russ, but he could trust me. Then after a little prying, he said he was wondering the relationship status of one of my friends. Then after a little bit more prying, I found out that he likes Lindsay!! So now I have to find a way to play match maker. I was getting all giggly texting, and Russ was right next to me asking me what was going on. lol
So I'm going to plan a game night for all of us to get together and have some fun.
I better get off the computer and take a shower for work and wash some hair dye out. I'm trying to cover up my blonde roots with some reddish brown.
I really don't want to work today. I hate wal-mart. I should get myself caffeined up too. Caffeine makes me happy.
peace!
-mel-
12:56pm
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