Most Wonderful Time of the Weekend

This weekend was interesting, to say the least.

We had another one of those shopping events; this time for four different companies. The line to get in was backed up into the vestibule. Even worse, some of the shoppers who were there for the event refused to sign in or flash their invitation or name badge. Of course, I couldn’t say anything to them, as we weren’t allowed to tell anyone “no”. Great fun. But it gets better.

It seems that one of my co-workers got ripped a new one while she was assisting in Bakery. She had been told to move some chocolate chip cookies from their pan into a clamshell container, so she did. However, the cookies weren’t completely cooled yet, which meant that some of the chips got smeared against the inside of the container. The supervisor on duty–someone named Sam–lost it and tore into her. Making the situation worse was the fact that nothing this poor girl–her name is Taylor–did was right and Sam kept breathing down her neck. Things look as though they may be falling apart a bit in Bakery, as everyone is stressed, no one picks up after themselves and the holiday baking season is approaching. I had known that Bakery had one of the highest turnover rates in Costco but I had thought it was due to the holidays. It almost sounds like Bakery is just as hellish as the Food Court.

Sunday was just about as bad; Prime and I had a driver firmly shoving her vehicle up our tailpipe as we were arriving at Costco. She never took the hint to back off, either. Prime tapped the brakes and slowed down and she still tailgated us. I flipped her off. For obvious reasons.

It seems that she’s a co-worker. In Food Court. No, she hasn’t said anything to me and I doubt that she will; I didn’t learn half of my co-workers names until I got the hell out of there. So no, she probably doesn’t know me from Adam. May it stay that way.

Yesterday was quiet, which was nice. But quiet is a relative term. It’s November. We have Thanksgiving coming up in nine days. After that is Christmas and New Year’s. So our “quiet” Monday consisted of 134 member door counts. Normally, we’ll get 83 people on the half hour. We’re getting busier and it’s fairly obvious.

On Saturday night we finally broke down and turned on the furnace. We’d been holding out for a while, hoping that the weather might warm up again. Of course, it didn’t happen. But the house is pleasant.

Since the holidays are coming, our hours have gone up; I’m looking at 36 hours this week. Not bad, if I do say so myself.

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About Silverwynde

I'm a Transformers fan, Pokémon player, Brewers fan and all-out general nerd. I rescue abandoned Golett, collect as many Bumblebee decoys and figures as I can find and I've attended every BotCon since 1999. I'm also happily married to a fellow Transfan named Prime and we were both owned by a very intelligent half-Siamese cat, who crossed the Rainbow Bridge on June 16, 2018. We miss him every day.
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