Mixed Signals

All signs point to no.

Today was eventful; I spent the first forty five minutes of my day at urgent care. Seems like I was dealing with another infection, like the pair I had two years ago, so I needed some antibiotics. Once that was taken care of, I went to work.

I almost wish I hadn’t. It wasn’t just busy today but stupid. I’ll explain.

We had one call in–Wiesia–so the door was understaffed. I filled in as best as I could, but our opener was Jed and he left at 13:00. It was also busy when he left; I was on the exit and people kept backing up no matter how fast I was checking the receipts. But it gets worse.

We didn’t get anyone else in until 14:15. Jed had called for help with the 13:00 procedure but front end sent no one. Front end can get extremely upset if we keep asking for help,so I was reluctant to even touch the radio and say anything. Hell, most of the times that I do, I’m ignored. But that’s not the half of it.

I have been told that it’s not my responsibility to make sure the doors have coverage for procedures. Basically, it’s not my call to say anything. It’s either the supervisors or the manager on the front end. But it’s not mine. So no, I didn’t say anything. I didn’t think anything about it.

Things were fine until my last break. That was when I had to deal with Kari. According to her, I have to let front end know about this.

Okay, so which is it? Because it literally can’t be both. I’m either responsible for the department of I’m not. There’s no middle ground here. Or is this just management trying to fob off their guilt onto someone else? (I think it’s the latter.)

I have, quite literally, told the supervisor that I need to check in with the doors before they send me elsewhere but I’m told that it’s not my responsibility. So, which is it?

Honestly, I don’t know and I don’t care. Tomorrow’s the Home Opener for the Milwaukee Brewers and I will be there. Expect an update tomorrow afternoon and hopefully a Brewers win! See you then!

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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