Minor Grievances

KA ate all the Cinnamon Twists and left me none.

Owned!

So rude!

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<3 u KA. Thanks for the laugh.

I bought a math book for $140 and it is worthless in this class plus they are getting a new book next year so reselling it is out.

www.amazon.com

Facebook has a new marketplace feature.

My damn hand wont stop twitching.

Craig drank all the apple juice :<

Are you sure it was a book? Are you sure it wasn't.... nothing?

Nice cut on my arm while hiking today. Still stings.

I still haven't gotten a hug.

I'm... kinda tired!

Fuck Grav, bitch some more! jk =p.

Work was so slow I got to leave early.

I've had some weird internal stabby feeling in a few locations on my back all day. Maybe I'm growing wings.

I'm becoming more and more bitter and spiteful towards people.

Last night while I was working Service Desk by myself I called grocery and asked if they could come get their returns, which then consisted of all of their baskets over flowing and one cart full of pop and toilet paper. They said they would send someone up.

No one showed up.

About three hours later I called back to grocery and asked again if someone could come and get their returns, which now consisted of the overflowing baskets, the cart of pop and toilet paper, and two more additional carts filled with grocery items that people didn't want. The team leader said he'd send someone up. Eventually Mike comes up with his own cart whistling a tune and I look to him and apologize for the fact that everything's thrown into carts because I've been too busy to sort the stuff out for him, which I usually do just to be nice. He just smiles at me, turns around, says "No problem, I'll come back when you do.", and then walks off. Leaving all three fucking carts of grocery shit there.

My jaw drops and I stare after him, but I give him the benefit of a doubt, since his sense of humor is just like that and he's usually a pretty decent guy towards me. Of course, he doesn't show up for the rest of the night. And again I get so busy that by the time it comes to close the desk I have nothing done that I usually have done at that time. I had no time to empty trash, sweep the floors, clean out the key machine, wipe down the counters, or fill the cigarettes.

And all three carts of grocery items were still fucking there.

If it weren't for the late second shift and third shift cashiers taking on the task of sorting the grocery items and taking them back and the third shift cashiers volunteering to do all of my clean-up tasks for me, I wouldn't have gotten out of work until well past midnight. All I ended up having to do after I organized and put away my drawer, the cigarette drawer, and the lotto drawer last night was take back the damaged GM and Grocery items and help someone purchase a Rug Doctor.

I'm usually out by 10 after 11. I didn't punch out until about 11:45.

I plan on talking to a manager today. Blah.

Hehe...sounds like TRU. Sometimes the poor soul at Customer Service will call for the floor associates to grab their reshop and they don't do it. It's rare, but usually when I'm at the register and call for help ("R Zone and Customer Service, could you grab a guest please.") I don't get it. Sometimes they don't even respond to let me know if they're busy. And then people in my line get mad and tell me we should have more than one cashier working at the time. Quite lovely.

And of course, this is my opinion, not that of TRU.

I'm becoming more and more bitter and spiteful towards people.

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