Yellow is my least liked color

Work:
They painted the back hallway yellow. And the one over by meat/produce is orange. The wall behind the customer service desk is sea green. The walls in floral are green. They put up fake wood paneling around the bottom of the wall in the sitting area by service deli and in the orange back hall. It is a lighter brown, so it will look awful under that yellow they're using, but they have yet to do the yellow back hall. It already looks bad enough under orange. From the looks of things the olive bar will be more or less a large U-shaped buffet almost. I can't imagine how many types of olives and icky smelling (I have to hold my breath while passing the olive bar or I sometimes start to choke on the stench) foods there can be to have an island that big. Nor can I figure out why they think we have that many sales. I'd say out of just about every section of the store this is the one that sells the least. We've had that thing for a few years now and in that time I've rung up olive bar stuff two or three times. Unless they're just place-holding for now and are actually for something else. I don't know. They keep moving stuff, here, there, one place, then another. The amount of times they've moved some stuff (the chip aisle is in a different place every day) makes me wonder if a remodel takes so long because the team just moves stuff randomly for a month before they do real work. Example: Hamburger helper was on Aisle 16. Yesterday they had had it moved to 19. And as I was passing they were in the process of moving it to 15.

Me and Bonnie went to take a break but the compactor was being pulled and he needed help. They had jammed the compactor so I had to unjam it. Someone had also thrown a huge box in on top so I plucked that out. I wish they'd start handing out write ups to people who throw cardboard in the garbage. Anyway, inside it was a scrub pad. And later when I was emptying the garbages I found product, perfectly good product, in the garbage. You know, I think I'm really very glad I won't be around for our next inventory cause out shrink will be atrocious.

So on my way back to my cooler I heard a crash, a tinkle of glass hitting the ground. I saw customers turn to look at the noise and knew it was closeby. So I ran for it. I grabbed my door and was going to spin and shut it, as I've done so often in the past, only my hand slipped off the door and I went stumbling sideways into the door jam. Which was kinda funny, really. But at least I avoided cleaning up a mess. Glass. Always means something bad happened.

Then later Keith called me to call him and I found out there's a reason he's never going to amount to anything besides a checker. I already knew there wasn't a whole lot of light behind his eyes.
Keith, "There's a customer who wants the Kroger Egg Nog that's in the ad for 2.99."
Me, "Ok, which one does she want?"
Keith, "The Egg Nog for 2.99."
Me, "There are four varieties, which one does she want?"
Keith, "The Kroger Egg Nog that's 2.99."
Me, "Yes, does she want Regular, Low Fat, Pumpkin, or Vanilla?"
He finally got it and asked her. I suppose he's not intelligent enough to have "varieties" in his vocabulary.

So a guy was taking butter and dropped one busting open the end and letting a stick out. He scooped it up, mumbling something about how he doesn't want that one, and shoved it onto the shelf. Wow.

When I first got to work the customers had bought out the top two shelves of the 2% leaving the third shelf with lots on it. No surprise there. They insist upon taking from the top shelves first, even if taking from the top shelf means making a big gaping hole. So it was a surprise to me later on to find that after I had filled the top shelf entirely and left the bottom three nearly empty (to rotate the dates) they insisted upon buying from the bottom shelves and did not touch the top shelf at all. So they only go for the shelves that are nearly empty?

I also hate it when I'm in the cooler and I hear the sound of product being knocked over. It makes me cringe. I know that 90% of the time when someone knocks stuff over they leave it. You know, if I was at your house and I knocked something over and didn't pick it up you might kick me out of the house. It's my sad misfortune that I can't ban you from the store. I especially hate it when they look through the cooler at me to see if I was watching and then walk away anyway even if we make eye contact.