I hate visits

Yesterday an extremely overweight woman asked me for a case of carb masters yogurt. She's a regular and I've seen her around for the last several years. She has always been this overweight. She was in shopping again today. I doubt the case of yogurt she'll eat in the next day or two will help her weight.

We were apparently super insanely busy on Saturday. We made almost a million dollars for the entire store on Saturday. And it showed. I had to hide product in the back and tell people we were out so that this morning when I came in I could stock it real quick before Bret showed up so he wouldn't be mad at me for being out. And I had a ton of holes. And the sad thing was that my department was fuller than just about any other department. And Sunday was busy too, I was running around filling and filling and getting nowhere. And I had to check a lot.

Mike the CSM got upset at Connie the CSM for calling him to check so she could stand on the line and do nothing. Well, good.

Deana tried to tell me to stay late yesterday so I could get the yogurts full. I was like, "Yeah, I do that already, I always stay when I need to." I always wind up with 2 or 3 hours over my scheduled time. Mike claimed it was because we had Halsey coming in the morning. Ha, right. Bret's always throwing that threat at me to make me move faster.

But it turns out they really were expecting a surprise visit, just not from Halsey. It was from some district manager type of guy or something, I don't think I'd ever heard of him. But no one ever showed up.

I got a phone call at about 9ish from my truck calling me from Idaho to say their tractor froze up. Great. He said he'd call when he knew when he'd show up at, and when I left at 1 I hadn't heard anything. So I told Dustin to try and go home early and then come in early tomorrow. We'll need it to get through the load. I'm going to be the only one there on Wednesday, I won't have time to stock anything, especially not Monday's load. And besides, I felt bad for Dustin, he had to come in at 5:30 this morning and work until 8 or so doing cleaning for the visit.

We do have an actual visit tomorrow, a backroom walk. So everyone is freaking out over that. Except me. I'm good. Dustin will sweep and mop today and tomorrow the only thing I'll have to do is label all my backstock with dates. 10-15 minutes tops. But Zhaun had originally wanted me to stay today until 4 or 5 and then when we found that out about the truck he told me to leave at noon today and come in at 3AM tomorrow. Three hours early? Totally unnecessary. I can pull my holes off the load and fill them in a half hour or so. I'm going to go in at 4 and say oops I slept in. I'll try for 3:47 or something, actually, that way it looks like it's really accidental. Or blame the snow, say I had car issues.

We have a lot of snow and if the wind picks up like they said it might then Bonnie will be trapped and I'll have to do receiving tomorrow. Which would kill me on the visit but what can she do.

Oh, and Bonnie missed almost 800 dollars on my inventory because she didn't know I was scanning my warehouse damage under warehouse damage. They thought I was doing it under data integrity. So she submitted it, even though it really doesn't change my inventory, they can still put a note on it saying my shrink trackage was better than they thought. Corporate responded saying that they were able to track everything in dairy and that was a first for any store and that I do excellent control in my department. Wait, what? I've thrown away hundreds of dollars without tracking it so I wouldn't get in trouble. My positive shrink must have been far better than I thought!

So anyway, I'm going to bed in a little bit here. Probably after I write this I'll go in the other room and sit with Victor for a few minutes then go to bed. I hate this. I hate visits. I hate having to get up so incredibly early because everyone panics. Maybe they don't keep track of their departments but mine's always a sweep, mop, and face away from being visit-ready. I hate living for the store. btw, I'm going to be out of 2% milk tonight, if I'm not out already. And I ran out of chocolate milk yesterday for some bizarre reason. It's been so slow lately that I've been ordering one case every load and almost didn't order any for tomorrow. Then, suddenly in the course of a day and a half... bam! 18 gallons and about 14 half gallons of chocolate milk sold.

You know, corporate's been here every Tuesday for three weeks now. Last Tuesday it was because of inventory. Tuesday before it was for a regular visit. *sigh* I keep hoping that when they do these big bunches of visits all at once that it means Bret will get fired because when they forced Dennis into quitting it was with big bunches of visits but it never happens.

I've felt more cuddly towards Victor today and yesterday than I normally am. I love him very much, he's a great man. I miss him. I don't see him as much as I'd like to with work. He sleeps until 11 most days so on my 11-7 days I see him for about an hour before bed. On my 6-2 days he sleeps on the couch so he doesn't wake me up when he comes to bed. I'm going to go sit with him now.