Posted by: Butterfly. on: January 14, 2009
I work Second Shift.
I’m…OVERLY sick of overnight saying that second shift isn’t worth shit.
Yeah, I’d like to see these people working our hours just ONCE!
They don’t have people constantly unfolding things and knocking things over just to be mean, they don’t have people always asking where something is, that just happens to be all the way across the store and THEY don’t have to walk them all the way over it! Just once I’d like to see if even one person from the overnight shift could do my job. Including the overnight manager.
Ugh. The overnight manager…the Co-maganger of Wal-Mart where I work, if she could do my job even once, EVEN HALF as well as I can, I’d throw a cow to China. Honestly. I don’t think she worked her way up the Wal-mart ladder, I think she worked her way up somewhere else and jumped into Wal-Mart.
Tonight she started even more drama with a co-worker of mine. Keep in mind that this “mananger” has been suspended FOUR (4) times, for repremanding an employee in front of customers…4 times. This evening she was spying/”watching” Yay-yay* who was helping a customer figure out what top to buy with the pants she got. While the woman (customer) was trying on the shirts, Yay-yay was waiting in the fitting room, because that’s what we’re SUPPOSED to do. Well said “manager” saw her in the fitting room and decided to “talk” to her.
“Manager” walks to employee, accuses her of not helping customers but of “socializing” with said customer. Employee, says “manager” should we just take this back to the office? ”Manager” says ”No. I don’t have the tolorance for your excuses.” Employee responds, “No. You really don’t have any tolorance.” ”Manager” tells Yay-yay to go clock out and go home, to come back tomorrow and talk to Supervisor and Store-Manager tomorrow about her job. Well she’ll be talking to them, but not about her job, about night managers job. The thing with it is, I heard the whole thing. Night manager, had no reason for jumping down employee’s throat, much less in front of me AND said CUSTOMER!
Aforementioned night manager is the one who got in my face and made me go home crying right after I started working there. =/ Wench.
I’ll be there, beside my co-worker and friend, telling the tale of tonight. It’s not right. We aren’t dirt. We work hard for our money. (eh,eh,eh,eh.) We work very hard. We are short handed and still expected to make it all perfect for overnight. Overnight could take twenty minutes and re-zone after we leave. It’s not hard once we’ve gotten it good. Just needs a quick touch-up sometimes.
We really shpould make more money.
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I’m off to bed now. Just wanted to vent about the “bitches” of the day.
Goodnight moon.
<3
~Kat
Posted by: Butterfly. on: December 5, 2008
I’m officially 18! My Birthday was last tuesday and Mom and I went and started a bank account with Compass Bank and a savings account. =) We went to Olive Garden for lunch and it was devine! We had a crappy waitress at first but Management changed it b/c we said something b/c we sat there for 10 minutes and she didn’t even get our drinks! And it wasn’t busy at all. But anyways, my birthday present to myself is MASON’S COMING DOWN TOMORROW!!!! Yay! So happy. =D My Grandpa gave me money, my aunt gave us a gift card to Olive Garden and/or Red Lobster, Mom gave me stuff early and all year so I can’t really remember what she got me, and Greg (bio-dad) is taking me shopping today so maybe I’ll get a new pair of jeans. =)
Work has been okay, just work. Finally got more hours since my b’day, mostly like 2-10 and things like that but still, more hours means MORE MONEY! so I’m happy. I’ve prertty much quit talking to anyone at work b/c I don’t want anyone to be able to hold anything against me for any fucked up reason. The only things we ever talk about are work now b/c my personal stuff isn’t any of their “beezwax” haha. Wow I feel old. So much has changed, when I was like 6 Neopets were “the shit” and when I was 10 it was The Backstreet Boys and Arron Carter, lmmfao! I remember New years eve 1999, we still lived in the first house in El Paso and it was midnight and Mom let me try champane and everyone was panging pots and pans outside and honking horns and screaming and it was just completely out there to me b/c we had never done any of that stuff on new year before…but thinking back I realize why we did, although we never put any stock into the whole “end of the world 2000″ things, it was still a big time.
I feel no different now then last week, and yet, I feel completely different. It’s odd. I’m going to make my first deposit into my account today. =)) I’m also going to clean out the car and go shopping so it’s going to be a good day.
I’m going to end this blog in just a moment, but before I do, there’s a few things I want to say;
Mom, you raised me right, I know not to steal, cheat, or lie. I have great work ethic and I’m never late or call in. I know right from wrong, which in something most of the world just doesn’t understand. I have morals, and I know to stick to them, no matter what it costs me. You taught me how to be strong, how to see the reality in things that blind other people. I know how to decipher truth from fiction, and how to grab hold of the world around me. I know how to escape when things get too rough, but I also know how to face them. You taught me so much, and are still teaching me so much, about life, about the world, about people…all the things I would eventually figure out on my own, but would cause pain if done so. I still have a lot to learn, and to teach, and I’m amazingly grateful you gave me that ability.
Daddy, I’ve tried to learn from you, but our personalities just don’t allow it. You and I are so different, and yet so close. I’ll never understand you, but not from lack of trying. You’re just confusing. You’ve been right there if I’ve needed you, and you’ve been side by side with mom in teaching me right from wrong, and good from bad. You’ve been the best dad I could ever ask for. I’m really glad you’ve been with our family almost from the beginning. You’ve helped mold and shape me into who I am now. You’ve taught me respect, even when I despise the person I have to show respect. I’m not very good at it yet, but I’m still learning. =P
Taria, I know we used to fight, and I’ll always remember standing outside your door saying “I’m not in your room!” in a sing-song voice…which btw I sincerely apologize for now. I used to stand up for you, I always tried to protect you…I hated seeing you vulnerable, I know now you weren’t so much vulnerable, but biding your time. I wish I could grasp that concept. I suck at keeping my mouth shut…which it probably why we get along so well now but still. I know I’m babbling and I should be talking about what you’ve taught me, but you’ve taught me so much, in little tidbits, and in huge chunks… you’ve been around so long, it’s all melded together into my life. Ah! I know something you taught me that I still do everytime I have to spell the word together….To-Get-Her. I’m not sure why that’s always stuck in my head, but it’s still there, 10 years later. =)
I have more people I’d like to write about, so I’ll probably continue this blog at a later date, so keep checking back. =)
~Kat
~Butterfly
~Flower
~Kayte-cha
~Katherine
~Wascally Wabbit
~Little Bird
~Daughter
~Sister
~Family
