Yesterday was interesting, to say the absolute least. Damn.
Facebook has gone completely stupid, so I’m taking another sabbatical. It’s far less stressful this way. But you figured that. However, there are other sources of stress in my life.
Management was on a rampage yesterday. I got snapped at, most of the cashiers got snapped at, and the supervisors were in garbage moods. I literally had no idea what the hell was going on; nobody did. Then it came out near the end of the day.
Apparently, our sales were down this weekend. Management was upset about it. The problem? Our weather was absolutely fantastic on Saturday and Sunday; we hit the seventies and it was sunny. Of course most people wouldn’t go out and shop. No, they would go to the park, or the lake, or take care of things in the yard! This is probably one of the last weekends that we’ll have weather that nice, so I don’t understand why management is so upset about this. The chances of that sort of weather happening again is fairly low. But, this leads me to the second reason why management was so upset.
Sunday, we had a lot of call-ins. Like, a huge amount. I’ve heard numbers from either thirteen to fifteen. In either case, that’s over a dozen employees who missed work. Now, I’d like to give everyone the benefit of the doubt, but honestly? Even I know that ten to one, not everyone who picked up the phone and was feeling ill. Most of them probably wanted to take advantage of the weather. No, I can’t blame them, but it did leave us in the lurch.
I have no idea idea what management could possibly do about this. I’m not sure if there’s anything to be done.
Things have gotten slightly stupid with our cart sanitizing procedure. Instead of wiping the carts down, we now how to spray the handles and let the cart air dry for three minutes. Sounds great in theory but in reality, it’s not that great an idea.
This new method requires moving carts from the back of their rows to the front and requires the cart pushers to leave the carts they’ve brought in towards the back of the vestibule, which is more work for them. The person sanitizing has to stay to the back to spray the carts and push them forward, which means that there’s no one at the front of the vestibule to gather up the stragglers and sanitize them. Yeah, this is not a great idea, but it came from corporate so we have to do this. Lovely.
On top of everything, we’ve had another positive Covid test. Yeah, I just want to stay home, snuggle with Lulu and play the Switch. But, I can’t because late stage capitalism pretty much demands that the underclass die for the rich, so… 😦