Apparently I'm allergic to the antibiotics I was taking for the tooth infection. It irritated my breathing pathways which caused them to think I needed to cough. But being there's nothing to cough it comes out more as wheezy gasps. When I try to suppress it it's something like spasms. It gets worse when I'm moving around a lot. Like at work yesterday offloading the truck with the manual jack made me cough quite a bit.
I will be putting my notice in at work tomorrow. Me and Bonnie (who is back from vacation now) agreed it was best that way it is deffinately 2 weeks. In fact it will be something like 2 1/2 weeks. It'll be nice because hopefully that means they won't be so uptight about things. Either that or they'll go way overboard about every little thing. Either way, yesterday morning they were questioning me about my scanouts. Why aren't I doing markdowns, why do I throw so much away, I have to mark things down before I can toss them. Ok, you want me to mark down broken yogurt, leaking milk, that tub of sour cream that some customer thought should be in the bread rack overnight, the chocolate milk some customer left in with the ice cream and is now all separated and gross? A good 80% of everything I throw away is damaged. I have told them this repeatedly throughout the years and no one gets it. My markdowns sell. They really do. And I got to watch Julie and Zhaun have a wordless conversation wherein Julie suggested that Zhaun had told me that our markdown effectiveness score needs to be great but that I should be spending my time doing better markdowns instead of better scanouts, "don't you think?" *raised eyebrows and gritted teeth smile at Zhaun* I did what I thought best and shut up and let them do their thing, especially since I agree with Julie on this one. I did stick up for him later though when it looked like he would be getting in trouble for not doing the date-checking chart correctly. He has me putting in the total grocery outdated figure on the chart and he has night crew looking for dates. Last week was Jello and I said that last week while doing receiving I did reclamation and there was jello in the bin so they were indeed doing the sections. Which was stretching it, there were three boxes, maybe.
Bonnie had me check an email she'd written to see if it made sense. Yes, it made sense. But it was not grammatically correct. Not to appear as a grammar nazi the only thing I did was to point out the differences between "then" and "than". The other things she did wrong were mainly just missing hyphens. Such as in the word "pre-built". Which, hyphens could be up for speculation. Such as the second comma when you write "word, word, and word". To me it's only correct when you have the second comma, but it seems to be generally acceptable either way as I've noticed it written both ways in books. But anyway, being at work and reading Bonnie's emails (which I do when she's on vacation in case they need me to do something as my email is not set up) I noticed that any idiot can get into a corporate position. They make fun of grocery store people for being the high-school drop-outs. I guess this carries on up to the corporate level as well, if their spelling and grammar are any indication of their intelligence levels. I understand there are regional differences that might carry over into writing, but that does not excuse confusing "are" and "is", missing capitalization, missing or wrong punctuation, or any number of other things I've read wherein I grit my teeth and move on. And I admit, sometimes I get going fast and don't go back and edit what I've written. But when I try, well, if I ever did take the GED test the only section I know for sure I'd pass is the English section.
I have to make a list of people at work that I want to tell face-to-face that I'm leaving. Anita, for sure. She used to be to me how Bonnie is to me now. Wanda in meat dept, because we whine to each other about how we're the manliest people in the store because the men are worthless. For some reason I might almost want to tell Virgina, in scanning. I feel she might be a little hurt if I didn't tell her myself. And I'll probably tell Brittany the bagger, and I'll throw in some words of inspiration, like when Kyle left eons ago he left me with "There's life outside the cooler", I'll think of something good like that. And George, one of our drivers, I feel he deserves to know. I know once it starts getting gossiped about I'll have to repeat the story over and over of what's going on, and since they all know me I think what I'll do is type it all up and print it out and then whenever someone asks me I'll just hand them the paper while saying that we know I'm bad at speaking and then when they're done I'll put it back in my apron for the next person to read.
I'm finally hungry. Been up for about 45 minutes now. It's Cinnabon cereal this morning, got it from the markdown bin at work cause the box is crushed up a bit.