Gorfy! Now what did you do!?

Work
Yesterday I had an old woman ask where frozen biscuits were so I pointed her at the frozen section. She then noticed the refrigerated biscuits next to where we were standing and went, "Oh! There they are!" So I pointed out that they were refrigerated and not frozen and she said, "Yeah, that's what I want." She then picked up a package of cinnamon rolls and asked if we carried any without the frosting. I told her they were cinnamon rolls and said the biscuits were along the bottom shelf. She pointed at the little ones and said she wanted the big ones but before I could show her the big ones that were right next to the little ones she found them herself. This isn't really a complaint so much as it's just a wonder at what being old can do to you.

Then right after that I had an old guy who talked too much. He said he was getting some eggs, then he said he was checking the eggs, then he said they were looking good (with a meaningful glance at me), then on and on, one more pack, and then one more, and he's so glad we started carrying something or other and what's next on his list, and I kinda had stuff I needed to do, I didn't want to stand around and listen to his rambling, I don't even know him and I don't think I want to.

Apparently around 10:00 Julie was having to fill milk and was upset about this and she saw Zhaun in shopping and asked where I was. Zhaun told her, "Well, you wanted me to cut hours so she doesn't come in till 10:30 today." haha

Michael, our reset guy, told me that if I did my own holiday door reset Virginia was going to report him so we would have to do it together. Why is it a problem this year? It's never been a problem before. I've always set my own holiday door. I like doing it. It makes me happy. It's probably only a problem because he told her about it. If he had kept quiet it would have been fine. I never follow the schematics, they're always wrong anyway. They always give me an extra few inches I don't have and they always show four shelves instead of five. And Darigold isn't in the schematic.

Which isn't a problem, really, when you consider that Darigold is basically not in our store anymore at the moment. Country Classic is Darigold (which always makes me giggle when someone turns their nose at country classic sour cream because they want darigold, it is the exact same stuff, ingredient for ingredient) and they keep changing the labels. Now all Country Classic is going Darigold. Fred, our Darigold guy, had to submit one form per item, and he had 17 items to submit. Then our corporate said the form was incorrect, try again. Finally on the fourth type of form he submitted they accepted it and did nothing with it. Then someone else wanted the same forms submitted to them and they did nothing either. He reckons he's submitted over 40 forms over the last month or two. Finally someone called him to say they'll force it through but they only change dairy items twice a year so keep that in mind next time. And no one will give him an egg nog upc so he can't order it at all. So we won't be getting Darigold egg nog this year. Too bad, I really liked it.

Yesterday I also had to help Julie get a special order ready for the food bank. Which wasn't bad it just took a while. Then I had to load it and they brought their vans! Lovely. I hate their vans. The truck is fine I can load the truck no problem. But their van, ugh. They brought two but I've only loaded the one before yesterday. The red one. You try lifting a pallet into the back of a van with a fork lift. What's worse is trying to get one in through the side door. They have this metal thing behind the driver's seat that is at an angle and I hit it every time. I'm always scared I'm going to snap a door off or something. And I hate the way the van sinks down with the weight of the pallet. The white van, the one I've never done before, was very easy. They should bring that one instead of the red one when they bring the van. I don't know why they don't use the truck more often.

Today our meat dept. had a vote on if they were going to stay union or not. That's why our corp human resources guy has been around lately. Their vote ended with them staying in. I don't really know enough about this sort of situation to really make a comment one way or another. From everything I've heard online and in person I wouldn't want to be in a union cause it sounds like they take most your paycheck and do nothing for you. But again, I don't really know any facts, just what I've heard from others.

Bret saw me offloading a truck and then went up front and called me to check. *sigh*

Wall Deli looked awful, just awful. And the meat cooler was so full I don't think I could have got more than three more pallets in it. So they called Darby in. Yes, they actually called her in to fix it! About time they start treating her like everyone else. At one point Darby was asking Julie if she could go home and Julie had said not yet and Darby was all, "Well what else am I supposed to do?" So Julie told her and Darby ended up staying another hour. Ha! btw, she spends too much money on her hair. She has a general brownish going on with a weird kind of gray (like a sickly gray) streak on either side with various other highlighted streaks going on back. I remember a few years ago her saying she'd spent 50 dollars on her hair in one visit. And the thing is she doesn't have a lot of hair, it's a short bob, none of is goes past the bottom of her head.

Unusual Event
Early this morning I had gotten up to use the bathroom and heard a weird rushy noise. Like nothing I'd heard before. Kinda like the wind, kinda not. Kinda like a warp-void kinda whirly-rush noise. Then I went back to bed. Dunno if that's in connection to this or not but it might be. Anyway Victor was up when I was getting ready for work and the cats were acting weird and he said he felt that something was wrong. Around 5:30 we heard all sorts of sirens all over. After they'd been passed for a few minutes Atton started freaking out and he ran and hid, only coming out to grab Bonecrusher by the scruff and drag him back into his hidey-hole with him. We heard noise of big trucks and stuff. Then around 5:55 I went to go to work, yes I was running late, oh well. When I backed the car out I noticed a huge plume of smoke rising above the trailers. I live in row of trailers, there's another row besides us, and then some houses next to that. It was the first house after the row of trailers besides the one I'm in that was the issue. And there was so much red flickering light I felt certain it was a huge fire. I got out to the road and I saw at least eight fire trucks parked to the side of the road. If there was a fire I didn't see it, but with each of those fire trucks having their lights on (that's not counting the squad cars of which I only saw two but more could have been behind the trucks) I might not have been able to see the fire. So I panicked. I backed up and into my parking spot and went in. I described it to Victor, what I'd seen, and I called Zhaun to let him know I'd be late. I waited till about 6:25 before I started out again. They must have fixed most of the problem because they were all hanging out in the lawn of that house. There was foam all over the lawn, and they seemed to be paying special attention to looking at the attic. The house didn't look burned though, so that wouldn't justify so many fire trucks. I couldn't tell when the line ended (I'm only guessing at 8, they stretched as far as I could see, which wasn't very far, admittedly, seeing as they had a large white truck in the center of the road which could have been a water or foam tanker?) Finally one of them came up to me to say they had the road blocked off and to turn around and go back to this other street that took me waaay out to the very edge of town or further. So I ended up clocking in at 6:38. Bonnie says I did the right thing going back home that she would have been scared too. Because I didn't know what was going on, if it was a big fire they might have had to evacuate, and I might have just gotten in the way while they were dealing with the emergency and they probably didn't have a re-direct route fixed up yet. Seeing as the house didn't look burnt we figure it might have been chemical, which in this area it was probably a meth lab. We have had two of those explode in the last few years, but those didn't get even one fire truck, this one got several. I don't think I've even seen that many in a parade, let alone at an emergency. Tomorrow's paper will probably have the watered down details. I tried to glance at the house on my way home today but there was a car creeping up behind me so close it was making me nervous so I couldn't really look well, but it seemed fine. It appeared a sort of sickly sea green, which is odd since I always thought that house was white... Could be the foam or could be results from whatever happened.