BoringSupreez wrote: : My day (or night, rather) on the job. I got more freight to work through than usual, yet it only looked like a slightly larger than normal amount if you just looked at the size and number of pallets. One of the pallets was full of candles and picture frames, which (at least at my store) takes a really long time to work. At 4:00 AM, the managers called everyone out to the parking lot to collect the carts up because apparently they didn't have any cart pushers on the clock at the moment and the job still needed doing. That's way out of the usual, and cost me more time away from my work. Then I was sent some help at about 5:40 since I was obviously not going to finish my work on time, but get this: they sent me someone who was scheduled to clock out at 6:00. Meaning, she was only able to get through a few boxes before splitting. So when I left at 7:00 I had more unfinished work brought back to the backroom than possibly everyone else combined, which as you can imagine makes me look great to my managers. Ah, the joys of being responsible for stocking three departments alone. And the corporate offices tell us the store is overstaffed, as if.
It's like i'm listening to everybody where I work. Your story isn't even remotely uncommon.
Are all the shelf counts completely off too and is everything plugged to hell by any chance? Do they constantly send you picks that didn't go out yesterday and won't go out today?
I guess your store got rid of the overnight cart guy too. We haven't had one for a couple of years now.
AppleQueso wrote:It's like i'm listening to everybody where I work. Your story isn't even remotely uncommon.
Are all the shelf counts completely off too and is everything plugged to hell by any chance? Do they constantly send you picks that didn't go out yesterday and won't go out today?
Yes, yes, and yes. The only departments I've worked so far that are even remotely adequately organized are automotive and electronics.
Does your store have the problem of assigning people way too little or too much time to complete their tasks in the task manager too? It's not unusual for me to show up and have 11 hours of work that takes 6, or 4 hours that I can't finish before leaving.
prfsnl_gmr wrote:There is nothing feigned about it. What I wrote is a display of actual moral superiority.
AppleQueso wrote:It's like i'm listening to everybody where I work. Your story isn't even remotely uncommon.
Are all the shelf counts completely off too and is everything plugged to hell by any chance? Do they constantly send you picks that didn't go out yesterday and won't go out today?
Yes, yes, and yes. The only departments I've worked so far that are even remotely adequately organized are automotive and electronics.
Does your store have the problem of assigning people way too little or too much time to complete their tasks in the task manager too? It's not unusual for me to show up and have 11 hours of work that takes 6, or 4 hours that I can't finish before leaving.
Absolutely. The whole task system if you ask me is a broken mess that causes nothing but headaches for everybody.
Got word from my Father that our family pet parrot Sparky just passed away. That bird was incredible. Not only did it have a vast vocabulary, he knew what he was saying.
start/emotions and memories...
We got Sparky when he had to be bottled fed. He was a Birthday gift to my Father, who although hated the bird, loved him dearly. The biggest lost for me is that in a few months my Father has had to bury our family dog and family bird. He's tough as nails, but like me he loves animals. I know he's hurting right now, and there isn't a thing I can do about it.
!Maybe there is! I'll visit him tomorrow and bring Ripley with me. He'll be just as happy to see Ripley as to see me!!! Thank you brain for that great idea!!!
Back to Sparky. he had many tricks, but my favorites include him spinning around my finger, "show me the money" (he'd spread his wings wide open), "green chicken sandwich" (he'd lay flat on your palm while making a lip smacking sound saying "gah-REEN chicken Sammich!"), playing "where's Sparky?" (he'd hide his face under a wing),and projecting feces on the floor while asking "Did you make that mess?". Smart, smart bird.
One of my favorite moments was when in high school I was getting some heavy petting from my crush in high school. Out of the blue Sparky repeats "don't be naughty! Don't be naughty!". Moment killer, memory maker.
Really going to miss coming home to hearing that asshole squawk (the bird, not my Father). My Sister and I thought for sure the parrot would outlive our parents.
Was that bird an African Grey by any chance? They're supposed to be the smartest of parrot breeds.
Thanks pal.
Actually Sparky was a Quaker, but was as smart as an African Grey. Maybe not as smart as Alex but he was smarter than Einstein.
When Sparky wanted orange juice, he'd ask for it by name.
As much as I loved and hated the guy, I don't see myself ever buying a bird unless it is a tame Bronze Wing Pionus. Kind of feel bad about keeping a bird in captivity and all.
#1 My girlfriend has been going on about wanting to get her nipples pierced. At first I really thought she was kidding but she's been talking about it more and more, apparently finding out how much it'll cost and everything. She just walked out the door to go somewhere and I said "You better not come home with that shit" and she was like "Are you serious?" ...I really hope she's kidding.
#2 I have no idea where my cellphone is right now.
#1 If your girlfriend doesn't care about your opinion, she doesn't care about you. There it is.
#2 Have you tried calling it?
That's kinda how I feel.
Unfortunately I have no way to call it right now, I don't have a house phone. I just got home a little while ago so it's probably (hopefully) in my truck, I'm just too lazy to go check right now.
harper wrote:
Unfortunately I have no way to call it right now, I don't have a house phone. I just got home a little while ago so it's probably (hopefully) in my truck, I'm just too lazy to go check right now.
There are sites you can use to send a text to your phone. I use them when I lose mine.
: My day (or night, rather) on the job. I got more freight to work through than usual, yet it only looked like a slightly larger than normal amount if you just looked at the size and number of pallets. One of the pallets was full of candles and picture frames, which (at least at my store) takes a really long time to work. At 4:00 AM, the managers called everyone out to the parking lot to collect the carts up because apparently they didn't have any cart pushers on the clock at the moment and the job still needed doing. That's way out of the usual, and cost me more time away from my work. Then I was sent some help at about 5:40 since I was obviously not going to finish my work on time, but get this: they sent me someone who was scheduled to clock out at 6:00. Meaning, she was only able to get through a few boxes before splitting. So when I left at 7:00 I had more unfinished work brought back to the backroom than possibly everyone else combined, which as you can imagine makes me look great to my managers. Ah, the joys of being responsible for stocking three departments alone. And the corporate offices tell us the store is overstaffed, as if.
