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Having just moved from the city to the middle of nowhere this is the tale of our getting set up and going.

Monday, October 18, 2010

Seven months and eight days till freedom

Work
Yesterday I worked 10:30-7:00. On Sunday I have a routine I follow. I get all the stuff out of the way that requires me to be on the floor. That way around noon when the after church rushes start I don't have a bazillion customers in my way. However that didn't quite work out yesterday. And as I was doing the grocery shelf review everyone was in my way. It was really, really irritating and I started feeling anxiety. There was the woman on 17 with her kids who stood in front of the fruit snacks talking about how is this one on sale or that one on sale, this one isn't on sale it doesn't even have a spot. And hey, if you have a question just ask, otherwise I'm ignoring you. I finally went by them and out of the corner of my eye the woman looked at me meaningfully. Well, you didn't ask me which ones were on sale so clearly you want to figure it out for yourself.

Then those ones were in each aisle, it was annoying.

And then there was the guy on 15 who saw I was clearly two holes away from leaving the soup section (and even if he didn't know I was scanning holes I was obviously working my way down the aisle and was nearly to broths. But, oh no, he couldn't wait two seconds for me to move on, he came over and stood so I couldn't progress (he was in front of some holes) and I was forced to go back where I had already been and he took at the least 8 minutes to pick a handful of soup. He probably took that long on purpose. Meanwhile I had nothing to do except pretend to face until he had left.

And when I first got to work I noticed someone had put half gallons on the bottom, beneath the gallons. They don't go there, they go above the gallons. There is no possible way to mistakenly think they could possibly go beneath the gallons. But there you go. This was the same bagger who didn't know what I meant by "There is a bag of frozen in the grocery freezer".

There was also a suspended order in my cooler that had two bags of hash browns, so I had to write "warm" on them and put them in the freezer for our frozen foods manager to throw away. There was also a gross bag of frozen biscuits in my damage cart that had thawed out overnight

And of course no one had dumped the garbage... or even crushed the compactor.

Then Julie called me up to say we had a CAO Audit and I had to cover my holes. At least covering them didn't take long, I just pulled the tags and faced over them, I didn't have time to put product on the shelf at that moment.

I also had to check in Keebler, who didn't know their stuff wasn't checked in yet. She had been there since 6 and we did it at noon when she found the invoice and realized it wasn't checked in. *sigh* So I had to take her word for it that all the product was there. I do trust her though, so it's not a really big deal. But as we were doing the paperwork I somehow managed to get one of the papers under my glasses and gave myself a tiny papercut on my eyelid. -_- Like Julie said, "All the freak accidents happen to Barb."

At one point I left my cooler to find a little girl wiping numbers off the shelf review board so I informed her those numbers need to be there or we get in trouble. Her mom then asked her if she was wiping numbers off. Well, yeah, of course she was, why else would I talk to her like that? Do you think I'd make that up?

And speaking of which I tripped over a tote and cut my leg.

Someone put leaking milk in my damage cart and it got all over my egg repack cartons and I had to throw some of them away, the rest I laid out to dry and I'll probably have to throw a few more away too.

We have an annoying pear commercial. Kinda redundant saying "annoying" and "pear commercial" in the same sentence. But anyway, it's another Life on Deck one! Joy! We had one last year too. It's these two hyper teenage girls bouncing around about pears being a healthy alternative to candy. At least this year you can make out what they're saying. Last year they spoke so fast and bouncy you couldn't tell one word from the next.

And another commercial we have going is about pork for your "tailgating parties". Well, I didn't know people partied over driving too close behind other people. :p

I actually got a lot done and dairy was completely full when I left last night.

Today things went good. Michael reset my holiday door, which I knew was a bad idea. I told him I didn't have any of the product yet but corp wants it done right now, today, first thing, they even moved it up two weeks to get it in earlier. So I pulled up my invoice and showed them what I had already suspected. All my holiday products were shorted as they are "Seasonal: Unavailable". So we have an entire door that is empty. Well, not quite, we now have three shelves of my three flavors of egg nog and three shelves of my two flavors of holiday creamers. You know, this is why I always set my door as the product comes in. Cause otherwise you don't know if it is coming in or not. At least this year they got the schematic almost right. They still gave me an extra three or four inches I don't have and they tried to tell me that Land of Lakes Honey Butter is in the set when the upc isn't even in the system. And the Turkey Butter (butter carved into the shape of a turkey, we also get tree shaped ones later on) isn't authorized, so I had to go authorize that at store level. Then I found out the coffee-mate is coming today, which is good. But the rest is indeed shorted. We also have kroger vanilla egg nog in half gallons as well as kroger pumpkin egg nog in the half gallons. Which will be really nice since the southern comfort vanilla is so expensive. And Fred told me that he might actually get egg nog this year after all as someone at corp is upset with the Kroger company for not bringing his products in and that we have empty shelves and is going to get it done for him if he can. Finally.

I broke my fingernail on the little finger of my right hand.

Today is also the last day I will wear my work pants, I have new ones I will start wearing on Wednesday. I busted out the thighs. Again. Work pants only last four months before the inner thighs rip out. Five if I ignore the holes. These ones lasted five because I ignored the holes until they crept far enough down that people could start to see the hole when I bent over. Today I held the hole shut with safety pins. You'd think for someone who could sew this wouldn't be a problem, but you know, I just can't seem to bring myself to fix my work clothes. Well now the hole's so bad I can't fix it anyway even if I tried, cause it's started ripping in other directions now, like branches on a tree. They just don't make pants for my thighs. I'm just glad my long underwear is underneath my pants cause they've got gaping holes in the thighs too. I even broke my sweat pants I used to sleep in.

Anyway, around 1:45 the deli/frozen truck showed up. And I had worry over whether to just stay and offload him or make Joe do it. Joe was supposed to spend his first two hours facing grocery because the service deli and produce corporate people were coming in. So I guess we really need grocery to look good in order to impress the people who don't care about grocery. But none of that mattered because he didn't show up. Bret told me that Deana had told Joe he didn't have to come in until 4. He was very mad over this and everytime I looked at Deana she was a little intimidated I think, looked kinda guilty at me. haha

I also discovered Darby doesn't know her cheese doesn't belong in the egg case and had filled it up. So I later ran into her and told her it needs to go, Julie had said so. She apologized and said she'd fix it. Good.

I ended up staying until 3:08. Joe came in around 3 and I heard Deana telling him it wouldn't have been a problem if corp wasn't coming in. Oh, yes it would have been a problem otherwise. I plan my day around when my night person comes in. Besides which, with the truck being in at 1:45 I needed him to offload it for me so I could go home and not have overtime. But what with being unable to leave until dairy looks good that guarantees I'd have been there till 3 regardless of corp coming or not.

Then as I was leaving someone had parked by the side of the building and I didn't see the car that was hidden by this truck and they almost hit me.

And then I got stuck behind a school bus, which wasn't so bad as it only stopped once.

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