This morning, I woke up and figured that this week couldn't get any worse than it already was. I was wrong. I was, once again, stuck with new guy Larry until 8 30 meaning I couldn't get everything done on time because I was watching him to make sure he didn't screw up. I AM NOT A BABYSITTER! Seriously, I need to be paid more. Consequently, I was late getting out of the store tonight. Oh, and my asthma is acting up and it basically felt like someone was sitting on my chest all day. That put me in a great mood. However, I have been upgraded (well, upgraded in my mind) from "little darlin'" to "little lady". That's right, take that southern-wannabe hick. But then I was shouted at, which did not make me a happy Mare. I was cleaning backstep, so Larry was helping the customer. The customer (Mr Shout) then looks at me at shouts (well, significantly raised voice) "DO YOU WANT TO WORK?" What am I supposed to say to that, "Oi you, use your eyes, can't you see I'm busy cleaning"? Of course not, because the customer is always right.
Seriously, can someone put me out of my misery? I am sooooooo ready to take a long walk off a short pier that it's not even funny. Not funny at all. I don't think I'm going to make it until Mark can rescue me on his valiant steed, because I have another 8 1/2 hour closing shift tomorrow, and I will probably kill myself by the end of it. I can see it now....'A young Sobeys worker, Mare (17), died tragically yesterday when she was apparently locked in the deli cooler and froze to death...'. Sorry, I'll come up with a more interesting death later, I just lack braincells for creativity. I'm tired and hungry. I'm going to bed.
1 comment:
Ok Theb...
After freezing to death, Mare's body was attacked by a roving pack of wild dogs that inhabit the Sobeys building. There have been calls for these wild dogs to be exterminated, but one Sobeys official insists "Really, they're quite harmless"...
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