Restructering

I have decided I need to redo how I do this to cut down on my meandering rambling. So I'll put stuff into sections, that way if you get bored of reading about work you can skip right through that and get to the good stuff, like what my cats did today.




Work
I got to work to work today and started doing my scans. Zhaun had left me a note saying to do his shelf review so I did. And then Bonnie came to tell me Grocery truck was waiting. So I went back there and George had already started offloading. And the Sage Creek Hutterites were there to pick up their special order (Kingsbury was here yesterday) and Bonnie wanted me to wrap the pallets.
Bonnie, "I got dizzy doing it yesterday."
Me, "Oh, that's fine, I'll do it."
Younger Hutterite, "If you get dizzy I'll catch you. ;)"
Me, "..."
Older Hutterite, to younger, "Yeah, you'd like that."

Next thing I know they're giving me a loaf of bread. They gave one to Bonnie too. She says it's really good, so I'll find out.

Me and Bonnie went on a break together and she had just now found out about Darby. Oh. I told her I put my report in already, and told her how I did it. She's going to email them from her work email. She's braver than I am. We think they've been hiding Darby cause everyone knows that Bonnie was going to report it if we found her working in Wall Deli. But funny thing is no one ever really sees her working it and she's done it for two weeks now. Anyway, Bonnie wants me to bring in the scan out reports on Monday and she'll research dept 71 and get the complete total for how much we had to throw out. I figured Bonnie would have that all saved in a tracking sheet somewhere, but I didn't really know where to look for it. It's probably in a box in The Room. "The Room" is a room back by Bret's office that's locked. In it are the breaker boxes and store stuff. Like five years worth of dsd paperwork. I think you keep regular stuff for three years, liqueur for five, and anything you're unsure of for one.

A woman wanted me to get her five quarts of french vanilla coffee mate and I was juggling them in my arms and was nearly to her cart when someone looked at me, saw I was about to drop the lot and kept walked in front of me. Something similar happened later with me carrying eggs.

Oh, and the other night when I complained of the guys who bought us out of Darigold 2% quarts, I was sorta wrong. It was pints and quarts and they bought 11 of the quarts and 12 of the pints. And 10 of the Meadowgold 2% quarts, I presume, since I sold 10 on Thursday and that's phenomenally high. I'm not out of the Darigold cause I didn't end up putting those on the shelf until this evening.

I wasn't able to really get started filling dairy until an hour before I was to go home. I'm not really sure what I spent today doing. I know it took about 4 1/2 hours to break down the milk load in between the truck and checking and everything.

Both of my hands hurt. The right is cracking all over and the left feels like I bruised the base of the hand on the little finger side.


Hair
I wore my hair in a French Pony Updo. It felt a little loose, especially at the base. And it felt like it was pulling a little at the top. And it slid a little during the day. At one point the end came loose and I had to tuck it in and re-pin it. But overall it was a fairly nice hairdo and I think I might try it again sometime, but not for over 9 hours again, that's a little too long for that one.


Kitty
I called Victor from work today and Bonecrusher was able to hear me through the phone and he was confused. He ended up in a kitten ball of insecurity and I told Victor to comfort him. Poor little kitty.