Today would have been perfectly fine if I hadn’t had to deal with Mary. She came in at 11:00 and as per usual, had to shove her nose into shit that wasn’t her business. She had to drag me around the store, double-checking the damned Steel Walk sheet, so she could get it signed and turned in today.
Here’s the thing: that shit isn’t necessary. We have Steel Walk sheets in the office that haven’t been signed yet. Yes, they eventually get a signature on them but it really isn’t needed on that very day. It’s great if you can but it’s understood that ten to one, it won’t happen that exact day. The Steel Walk is done in the morning, just before opening and it’s fairly difficult to find a manager who isn’t insanely busy in order to sign it. According to Mary, she’s just trying to make sure that “no one gets written up for anything”. But that’s bullshit.
Mary is nosy. She always has been nosy. She’s one of those “uber nice” people who likes to ask questions that are more than a little personal. She gossips quite a bit–she was the one who claimed that I was in line for a full time Maintenance position that never materialized–and gets the facts completely wrong. Again, she’s nice but she’s always gotten on my last nerve for that and other reasons. She’s the polar opposite of Wiesia–friendly to a fault–but like Wiesia, I’d rather not work with her. And I’m the type of person who gets along with everyone.
As if that wasn’t enough, I found out that Facebook shut down We Fucking Love Atheism. No reason was given except for the usual “community standards” horse shit. In other words, some very upset white people reported the page and since Fuckerberg just has to protect those white people, the page got unpublished. Because, you know, we can’t upset those white people. Gotta think of their oh so fragile feelings. 🙄
Again, I’m forced to wonder why I even have Facebook. It’s becoming increasingly difficult to enjoy my time there. There are far too many trolls, racists, transphobes, homophobes, misogynists, and the like and reporting them does nothing. I’m fucking sick of it.
So again, my sabbatical from Facebook grows ever longer. But I’m not really all that upset about it. It gives me far more time to blog.