It’s hot. Holy slag, it’s hot. The humidity isn’t helping, either. At one point, I used to enjoy this sort of weather. Now, I hate it. It’s too sticky. Damn tamoxifen.
This week I’m getting 37 hours; today was the first of four eight hour days. I literally don’t know how I managed to do this while at Walmart. It’s too much for me. The strain on my body is taking its toll and I’ve just gotten started!
Our schedule is being done by someone else. Again. This is getting ridiculous, to be honest. I have no idea who I should turn in my requests. It seems like we have a new scheduler for a few weeks, then the job is passed to somebody else. That’s the only thing that Walmart could do and do well: we had only one person who took care of the schedule and our requests off were paperless. I kinda want Costco to implement the same thing, but I don’t know if they ever will.
I’m on vacation next week. It’s just too bad that I have nowhere to go.