No Joy in Green Bay

Maybe some ivermectin will help.

Green Bay lost by a field goal. Congratulations, Packers. But if I’m going to be brutally honest: I didn’t think the Packers should have been in the playoffs. They would have a commanding lead, only to piss it away. No, Aaron Rodgers, you do not deserve the MVP. You’re not an MVP. You’re a dipshidiot who put your entire fucking team in danger because you took medical advice from Joe goddamn Rogan. You’re a joke and a bad one at that.

On the bright side, I won’t have to hear about the Packers quite as much. We’ll have a slight lull in the cycle. Me? I’m looking forward to baseball season. If it’s still coming.

Friday and Saturday were both busy. Both days can be summed up in three words: chips, dips, and sips. We had 2,800 members on Friday and 3,485 on Saturday, most of them buying beer, appetizers, snacks and the like. I have planned on both days being busy; Packers games are big and playoffs are bigger. So I expected crowds. I was hoping Sunday would be quieter. But I was wrong.

We were still fairly busy and I was stuck mostly at the front end. No big deal, right? Well, I was on carts for an hour and my knee took severe offense to this, so it screamed at me for the rest of the evening. On top of that I was scheduled until 20:30, which made a long shift feel even longer. But that’s not the worst of it.

Apparently, our new manager wants me on the front end more than the doors. She’s putting the pressure on everyone to “send me up front” when I’m “not needed”.

Massive problem: the moment I’m up there, I’m needed back at the door. Because of a break. Or a procedure. Or something. But I’ll be up front for five minutes then I’m sent down to the door. It happens nearly every day.

So hearing that bullshit seriously pissed me off. So I’m thinking of some malicious compliance. Sure, I’ll stay at the front end. But if the procedures aren’t done or someone’s break is late or there’s a violation for a late lunch, tough. Our manager wanted me up front. If shit goes sideways it’s literally not my fault. The supervisors or management or whoever can pick up the pieces and deal. I’m done.

It’s a long time until BotCon. I hope I can last.

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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