Failure to Communicate

The weekend wasn’t terrible; most of Saturday I was at the door and Sunday I split my time between the door and the front end. Since it wasn’t as busy on Sunday, things weren’t as bad up at the registers, but Saturday was ridiculously busy and had I been up front, both of my knees would have been shot.

Technically, I was probably needed a bit more at the door on Sunday, but I’m not going to complain. At least I was there to cover.

Here’s the problem: the supervisors literally have no idea how things run at the doors. They honestly think that three people are enough to cover everything. They forget about our breaks, lunches, and the hourly procedures. On top of that, we’re supposed to have two people on the exit door on the weekends. That can’t happen if we only have three people scheduled throughout the day.

I’m not kidding: management has said we need two on the exit when it’s busy. But we can’t have two people on the exit door with the way things are scheduled.

Hell, on Friday if I hadn’t mentioned to Cassi that we hadn’t done the 16:00 procedure, she would have kept me up front, which would have screwed Karen out of her break. I had to absolutely insist that I was needed, or I would have been assisting for five minutes and then sent back to the door. It’s ridiculous.

Oh, and when I’m “filling in”, the supervisors don’t want me to do any procedures. Which would be funny except I had to do the last three of them on Friday. Because I was literally the only one left who knew how to do them.

I swear, I think I understand what the hell is going on in that building better than the supervisors. Or maybe I just pay attention to shit. At this point, who knows?

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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