If I think I'm tired now just wait till November!

 Work
Oh, yesterday was hard. I worked from 10:00 until 7:00. I broke down the milk load and two pallets of regular freight and worked it all. I steadily got more and more exhausted throughout the day. I remember some years ago I could break down three-five pallets a night and keep us stocked up no problem. I just wore out eventually. Now the guys handle the loads and I mostly just work backstock. So I was really kinda proud of myself for not only breaking all that down, but for working it all. But it took a lot out of me. I was so exhausted and hurty.

And Bret was really, super on the rampage. At one point he told me I had to start filling dairy, I told him I was working on it, and he said it looks awful, I told him I knew it did. The load hadn't come in till 9:45 the night before. And apparently Darby hadn't touched the load and so wall deli was empty. I had a valid reason for dairy being empty, and that was because no one had been in dairy since the load had come in. But Darby had no excuse. They had everyone over there getting it into shape and me and Bonnie were talking about how that's just unfair. Every time Wall Deli has a problem they have three or four managers over there doing everything they can, but Dairy's behind and they just tell me to go faster. I told Bonnie perhaps we're looking at it wrong, maybe they just have complete confidence in us. lol Darby also won't be written up. If it were I who had left it like that they'd call me at home and tell me to come in and then the moment I got there they'd take me to the office and write me up. But Darby will get away with it no problem. Bret did leave a note on the door to the cooler, though, telling her to work her load because we're losing sales.


Today wasn't too bad I guess. I  had a woman ask where frozen pizzas were so I pointed at the freezers that were four or five aisles away and said, "In the frozen section." She didn't quite understand and I had to repeat it a time or two. We're not a big store. We're really not. We're bigger than the small stores, but we're not super big. We have 19 aisles, and the out-laying departments (meat, produce, bakery, and service deli). The frozen aisles are so different from any other part of the store. And we only have one and a half aisles of frozen. You can see the freezers from any corner of the store and along both the front aisle and back aisle. They are not hard to miss. If you have the time and energy to walk five extra aisles over to ask me where pizza is then you have the time and energy to take a few steps down either aisle to see if it's the right one. And pizza is such a big section that it's not like I understand why you'd ask about it. Frozen egg noodles, now, I can understand that, people can never find it and it is in a hard to find spot. Ravioli, they're always moving it, I can understand that. Pizza? No clue. Our pizza section is five or six doors wide. That's 20' or so of pizza. (our shelves are all in 4' sections)

I had corporate call me today to ask about my yogurt set in case we ever really do get a remodel. I guess it was pushed back to Spring, or at least that's what Zhaun was saying. He was asking how I pull yogurt forward, which I thought odd since we don't pull them forward unless we're facing. He asked if we had a black thing you pull them forwards with. I'd never heard of it. Finally we came to the conclusion that once again corporate has their own little fantasies about what dairy is at this store and it has nothing to do with reality. In other words, he thought dairy was in an open case but I'm back-fill. I wish they'd get it right at least once. Their schematics are never right. They seem to think I have four shelves instead of five and that I have two or three more inches on each shelf than I actually do. And I remember once they tried to tell me I only have five doors of dairy, when in fact I am a 28 door dairy.

Joe, the newbie, was actually whistling today while he worked and he was practically bouncing with every step. Smiling and being cheerful. How irritating. But I suppose one should feel bad for him. Eventually the customers will have sucked his soul dry and he'll be left a shallow husk of a man, shuffling along with his head down.

Bret was also running around the back room yelling at everyone about the carts, saying it's out of control. Remember I said they had all those carts in the trailer? Bret's on them to get rid of them because the customers need carts and they can't shop without carts. We have plenty of carts. Maybe if he'd fix the broken ones instead of throwing them away (or whatever we do with them I think someone finally bought all 300-400 of them that were out back) we would have lots of carts. But I do agree, there's no reason to have all those carts on there.

Cats
I've had a kitten sleeping on my arm for most of this post, but my arm fell asleep so I had to move and then he decided to sprawl out on my keyboard for a while. He's gone now, though. Something's wrong with his eye and it's squinty and red-rimmed. He's had a case of the sniffles for a while now, so we're going to try keeping the house a little warmer and see if he gets better.