I just had to share what an epically (is that a word?) good day I had for once. I've been super miserable for the last six weeks since I've been transferred to this brand new store that was supposed to be wonderful and great and whatever. I was scheduled for a preclose and I'm a regular opener but the change of pace was fantastic and working with all the ladies meant a highly productive evening...the boys are goof-offs, alllll of them. But yeah! it. was. awesome.
How was your day?
I had an okay day, but my partner was annoying. she kept going on and on about how I should clean this and that, god, I am not new. I wanna shut her up. jkjk
I **** hate this job. That was my day. I didn't even work and it ruined my day.
Don't get me wrong,I still hate this job..it was just one time in a million I didn't come home miserable.
Today was an off-on day for me. Died when I got there, then it got better, than the SS that hated me got to work and I called him out and asked him what his problem was, we had a talk, then it got better again. And then I slept. Best part of the day.
I had an infinitely awesome day a few days ago. It was extremely slow my entire shift and we had done everything there was to be done for a mid-shift, so I had full conversations with every customer and had time to chat a bit with the girl I was working with. Plus, apparently we had money left over from out store party, and the SS suggested we get t-shirts. Almost the entire store ordered the LGBT Starbucks pride shirts. I can not wait to not have to wear my polo twice a week. I can get away with wearing black jeans and converse, so at least one or two days of the week I'll look relatively okay!
I'm really in a love/hate relationship with this job right now. One day I'm bouncing off the walls because I love it, the next I want to kill myself by ingesting sanitizer and dazzle and puking out my intestines all over the lobby.
I burned myself today.
I burn myself on a daily basis.
^ story of my life.
I too got burnt.
I found out that one of my coworkers abruptly quit for a better-paying job. I'm really happy for her, but I'm also sad that I didn't get to work with her for one last day or say goodbye properly.
My back is killing me. I got woozy I was in so much pain... my knees buckled... and then I had to restock the milk. Ughhhhh. I've got scoliosis, and the pain is just awful lately.
Besides that though... it actually wasn't too bad. It was busy. We were understaffed. As always. But I only got attitude from like, one customer... and it was just the way she said "I had a cranberry scone!" at the handoff.
But we made decent tips, and as I was leaving, my manager was talking to me about next weeks schedule... putting me at another store. And she said she didn't want to move me... she wants to keep me at her store, because I'm a good worker... and they want to figure something out. So... that made me feel a bit better.
Got from my class to my store for my shift in 14 minutes which I was hella impressed with considering it involved biking to my apartment to change, running to my car on the third floor in the parking garage, and then driving four miles to my store. Clocked in exactly at 8:00. /awesome
^ Sweet! I was also running behind and then somehow ended up getting there 7 minutes early. That NEVER happens. Then I get there and I find out that instead of working with the girls as I had been scheduled to do, everyone switched shifts and I was working with the boys. That was a plus though, we got out about 12 minutes after close :D
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