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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.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

Might be running out of milk

As I walked in the door Bret was there and said to fill dairy up. When I got back there I found that it was full up. Whatever. I did shelf reviews and filled eggs. Then I took out the empties, which resulted in snow in my shoes and my feet were damp and cold the rest of the day. My socks squished a little when I stepped just right and my feet were kinda tingly and cold.

Anyway, Bret was on rampage, as usual. Had this happen:
Zhaun, "Did you go check?"
Me, "Check?"
Bret, "Yeah, I called you to check about four times."
Me, "...four times???"
Bret, "Ok, more like two. Where were you?"
Me, "I just came back from the bathroom, otherwise I've been in the cooler. I only heard you call once and Deana said she didn't need me."
Bret, "Oh, ok."

And with the slushy snow outside the jack brought in slush with it. I cleaned up after myself and pushed it all outside. Nonfoods, however, chose not to. Bret got upset about that and started yelling at me so I explained it was nonfoods, and when he called Dennis back to take care of it Dennis tried to say it was my fault. They didn't buy it though and Dennis had to clean it up.

I also found fake snow in the box crusher.

The garbages were seriously overflowing but I only emptied one of them. Someone had put two bags of bags on top of it, so I put them on a bale so we could send them back to be recycled. As I was dumping the garbage the bag ripped and someone had to help me get it into the compactor. Course there was icky wet stuff in the bag and my hands got gross.

I was in front of yogurt and had my arm up and someone reached under my arm and across my front to get something. They only acknowledged my existence with a "excuse me" after I cried out and jumped back.

I filled yogurt for some hours before Zhaun and one of the corporate guys told me to fill coffee mate. Ok, sure, I suppose the rest of the yogurt section can wait. So I went to go do that and the corporate guy told me to face. Ok... why? There was no reason for that. It was 5:00. Busiest day, busiest time. By time I got done facing, IF I ever got done facing what with waiting forever for people to move so I could face, I would have to start all over again cause it would be destroyed by the customers. And the amount of people who lurk around me and watch me fix something and then go behind me and mess it up and just walk away is astounding. It's especially bad when they smirk and go, "I'm messing up your pretty work!" Yes, you are, mind fixing it when you're done, it's not hard. But anyway, by the point he told me to do that I was so miserable and upset. Zhaun had told me to stay as late as it takes. It took 45 minutes to face. I didn't end up cleaning the milk shelves, doing the paperwork, or even printing the shelf reviews. I didn't do Zhaun's shelf review. But, oh, it's so important to waste time facing. Just cause someone important says it on a whim. I was just upset, so I started crying. But I couldn't really cry because I was out on the floor. I told myself I could cry when I got back inside the cooler, and calmed myself with saying to myself, "I am a robot, I feel nothing, I am nothing, I am robotic," etc. By time I got back to my cooler I didn't end up crying.

The cottage cheese and sour cream that was supposed to be on sale on the ROP ad aren't. They're the same price they've been for the past month or two. Great. I more than tripled my order for tomorrow. I guess we won't run out of that!

We will, however, run out of milk. In the last day or two people have suddenly gone insane. I doubt I'll make it through to tomorrow afternoon even. I'm not sure what will happen. Being only Monday I might only be in a little trouble. If I run out again on Wednesday, which when I run out on a Monday there's a 99.9% chance I'll run out again on Wednesday, it'll be much worse. Much, much worse. So I hope those customers truly enjoy every last drop of their precious milk. It's not like they're buying it for Christmas, my latest date is only the 22nd, and I mostly have 20s on the shelf right now. If it were just the whole I'd say it was for baking purposes, but no one wants skim this time of year... this year being the only exception in the 5 years I've done this. And 2%, I'm nearly out of that too. I almost want to say I was shorted because there's no way I should have as little as I do. I need to look at my orders and see if they might have misread my writing because I should not have so little. Maybe I can turn this on MeadowGold. If they did misread my writing I can fiddle with the original order to make it more clear and then show it and the invoice to them and say, this is all they sent me, but here's what I ordered. Yes. I knew if I thought hard enough I could weasel out of it. If I wasn't so sick I'd have thought of it much sooner and might have been able to fix it for Tuesday by calling Paula and having her bump up my order. Eh, I have a ton of half gallons I can cover my holes up a little.

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