All right, this weekend has just plain sucked! There is no other way to phrase it! So lets to a re-cap of the battle scars that I've suffered this weekend. Keep in mind that my current job is Electronics Supervisor of a big box store...



Friday- I pulled a short shift that really wasn't bad, just busy due to the holiday. I was off at one o'clock and exhausted with a bad headache. (Little old ladies couldn't grasp the concept that the 3 games for 35 dollar sale applied only to the thirteen select games). But my best friend surprised me by stopping by for the weekend. Nice, but I was tired for it.

Saturday- After staying up late playing the new Sonic All Star Racing with said friend I was a little tired for the short shift I Had. (Perk of being in charge. I shedule myself shorter hours on the weekends when coverage is high) So we are packed and one of my cashiers needs some more bags at her register. So I go to my storeroom to grab a box, to find that the incompetent night crew rearranged shelves and stacked the boxes of bags to the ceiling to the point that my steel sections of shelving are buckling under the weight. So, I grab a ladder to get a top most box so as not to cause and avalanche and surprise! They put more boxes up there, that begin to fall toward me. So, as I duck my head to avoid being clobbered, I end up falling off the damn ladder and scrape my arm along all the shelving on the way down. OKAY, it hurt, a few bruises and cut, and I'll be fine. BUT, I want to file an official report so that just in case that I DO need any medical attention my ass is covered with it being reported. So I report it to my manager, who simply asks what happened, and when I told him he just nodded and walked away. I was getting ticked as three hours passed, along with my shift, and I was still waiting on a simple form to fill out on my safety! No one even asked once if I was okay when I came hobbling out of the storeroom. I was so pissed that I was growling. I called my human resources manager at home to report it, so my paperwork wouldn't become 'magically lost'

Sunday- Even worse. We were swamped from begining to end BUT the worst came in the form of an older man who called in, livid that his kindle fire didn't work like the sales associate who sold it to him told him it would. Okay, so I'm guessing I'll shmooze and call and assistant and idiot and all will be right. This guy was a collossal ass hole. He Kept going on about how he called corporate, or 'I spent $2000 don't make me bring it back!" or 'I'm trying to be nice, don't make me call corporate, oh, I already am going to.' So I got a little snippy with my 'sirs' due to the abuse I had taken already. So I examine his Kindle that he's returning and explain that it is complete. Unit, usb cable, and instruction guide. He gets angry about there now being a wall charger and that the guy who sold it lied to him. I offer him a free charger just to get him out of here and by this time two of my supervisors are assisting me. He just looks at us and asks 'Okay, whree do I stand now' he went on to go 'I'm an artist, I sell my art and make good money. I make more than the three of you combined! Tell it to me straight the first time. DON"T LIE TO ME" I was gripping my register SO hard my knuckles were white.

I just wanted to yell "And I didn't get my masters degree to be talked down to by idiots like you. This is my chump job for some more insurance. If you want to return your stuff, go ahead. I don't care what you do with your money!" I was so close.

So that incident upset me for the rest of the day. Until I got sick and tossed my cookies all over the restroom and came home early. So just a lovely weekend for me.

Most wonderful time of the year my ass!

Lets use this journal and it's replies to get out all our xmas angst, so we can try and enjoy our holiday.