Highly Illogical


Things were not good yesterday.

As I was sitting in the break room, one of the managers came in and said that we’d had another positive Covid test on the Front End. Anyone who had worked on Wednesday of last week may have been exposed. Wanna take a guess one of the days I worked before Thanksgiving?

Yeah, I spent most of the morning trying to stave off a panic attack. Not fun, I tell you. But it gets better, as always.

An hour before my first break, I was sent to clothing. No big deal. After being in there for over an hour, I went back up to check in, and rather than being sent on break, I was tasked with helping out at one of the Front Lanes since we were in the middle of a rush. Again, no big deal. Well, that’s what I thought.

Yeah, one of the managers proceeded to bitch at me, saying I needed to go back to clothes. It literally didn’t matter that the cashier I was helping had four people in line. Nope, just go back and fold clothes.

No, I wasn’t happy. But what the hell do I know? Also, yes, I ended up going to my break late. I went to every break late. Adding that to the panic attacks made me an absolute basket case. “Not happy” doesn’t begin to describe it. But then things got interesting.

Apparently, Pam, the pain in the ass full timer at the Door? Yeah, her schedule is nothing but openings. She works seven thirty to sixteen hundred every single day. That’s it.

Yeah, same woman who whined and complained about things not “being fair”. No, she didn’t care about fairness. She only cared about herself. But we figured that.

No, people aren’t happy. There have been complaints. A lot of them. But she’s happily kissing the ass of our scheduler, so she can get what she wants.

I am reminded of a quote from a very logical individual: “After a time, you may find that having is not so pleasing a thing after all as wanting. It is not logical, but it is often true.”

I have a feeling in my bones that things are going to turn very sour very quick. When they do, I can honestly say that I’m not going to envy her one bit. One her head be it.

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--official and non--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 still miss him. But we're now the acting staff of a Maine Coon kitty named Lulu, who pretty much rules the house. Not that we're complaining about that.
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1 Response to Highly Illogical

  1. DeviceDude says:

    That is quite an entitled princess, Silverwynde…



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