Pinkie Pie
08-09-2007, 09:18 PM
Monday : Must have been at least decent because I can't remember any of it.
Tuesday : At around 9:30, my boss informed me that the owner had sold my store (and two others) to a different franchise, meaning that in about two weeks, I'm not going to be working there anymore. I had been giving some thought to switching jobs anyways, but it's different somehow when it feels forced on you like this.
So that was hanging over my head all day. Normal work stress and craziness was added during lunch.
I don't really remember if I mentioned this here before, or if it was only one or two people who I told, but several months ago I'd been having a real problem with two girls who were almost to the point of stalking me, and I'd had a harrassment report filed and they'd been banned from the store.
I mention this because at about 3 PM or so on Monday one of them came back. I was able to actually get the police there before she wound up leaving, but they couldn't confirm that she'd been told not to come back (she of course denied having been told anything of the kind), so she was given her official warning. If she comes back again, she'll be arrested.
Which is great, but add the other issues hanging over my head already at the time, and my nerves were close to the breaking point. I nearly had a panic attack in the back room.
I somehow hang on until 5, when my closer got there, and I clocked out and headed home, ready to go to sleep and not wake up again ever.
At about 5 minutes to 6:00, I got a call from him telling me that his grandfather had been rushed to the hospital.
So I had to get back into my uniform, turn around and go back to work to do his shift too. I was only barely keeping from being a complete basket case by the time that shift was finished. On a slightly higher note I was able to get my inventory counts done right away since I was already there.
Wednesday : Got to work, had to finish up the few counts I'd missed the night before, and then start on the normal pile of paperwork for Wednesdays (technically the end of Subway's work week period, so it's all the reports regarding sales and such). Actually got it done on time for once, but then I had to go immediately to start working on a party order that was supposed to be finished by that afternoon.
Because of these things, my focus was not on certain other things that I normally have to do every morning, and so there were a few things neglected. Normally this wouldn't have been a big deal in the slightest, but it happened that our inspector decided to pick that day for our monthly inspection. At around 11:00, I realize she's walking through the door and promptly freak out.
We didn't do horrible on the inspection, but we still didn't pass, due to the few things neglected that morning.
I then had to report that we failed inspection to my boss, got in trouble for it, and still had to get the party order done. Whether or not it makes sense to stress out over getting in trouble over a job you aren't going to have in two weeks, I still felt really bad about it, and stressed over it anyways.
Thursday : Got a call from my lunch employee around 9:30. He was calling off because he was sick, and he sounded it. I didn't think much of it at the time, and told him not to worry about it, to go get rest and stuff.
Attempted to call one of my other employees to fill in for him. He answered the phone, and was at his other job. He was getting off work there two or three hours before I'd need anyone, so I asked if he could make it in. He said he "wasn't feeling good", and wanted to go home and rest.
Alright, whatever. I called the other of the two employees available, and got her voicemail. I left her a message asking her to call me back. When I didn't get a call after a half an hour, I tried again. Voicemail again. Waited an hour. Voicemail again.
Basically, I tried calling her five seperate times to see if she could cover the rush with me, and she never picked up the phone.
So, I worked lunch by myself, the line went almost to the door because people were waiting so long. I went as fast as I could, but one person just can't get a rush going fast enough no matter how hard they're working.
Anyways, got through that, then called both of my employees again to see if either one of them was going to show up to close the store that night.
Got both of their voicemails this time. Left both of them messages.
Waited about an hour, then tried again. I actually got through to the employee I had tried to call so many times earlier. She wouldn't give a straight answer as to why she didn't answer her phone earlier, and said that she was working at her second job that night and couldn't close. I found the schedule for said job that she had hidden posted in the back room, and saw that was actually true, so I couldn't have her come in.
Got through to my other employee. I asked him if he could come in to close, and he told me that he "didn't really feel like it". When I said that I didn't have anyone closing and I really needed him and could he please just come in for a few hours to close the store, he mumbled that he didn't feel good and hung up the phone.
Out of desperation I tried to call the employee who had called off today to see if he might be feeling any better and come in for the closing shift, and found out that he'd been taken to the emergency room.
So I worked closing shift too.
Basically, I worked a twelve and a half hour shift today completely alone.
13 more days to go.
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Tuesday : At around 9:30, my boss informed me that the owner had sold my store (and two others) to a different franchise, meaning that in about two weeks, I'm not going to be working there anymore. I had been giving some thought to switching jobs anyways, but it's different somehow when it feels forced on you like this.
So that was hanging over my head all day. Normal work stress and craziness was added during lunch.
I don't really remember if I mentioned this here before, or if it was only one or two people who I told, but several months ago I'd been having a real problem with two girls who were almost to the point of stalking me, and I'd had a harrassment report filed and they'd been banned from the store.
I mention this because at about 3 PM or so on Monday one of them came back. I was able to actually get the police there before she wound up leaving, but they couldn't confirm that she'd been told not to come back (she of course denied having been told anything of the kind), so she was given her official warning. If she comes back again, she'll be arrested.
Which is great, but add the other issues hanging over my head already at the time, and my nerves were close to the breaking point. I nearly had a panic attack in the back room.
I somehow hang on until 5, when my closer got there, and I clocked out and headed home, ready to go to sleep and not wake up again ever.
At about 5 minutes to 6:00, I got a call from him telling me that his grandfather had been rushed to the hospital.
So I had to get back into my uniform, turn around and go back to work to do his shift too. I was only barely keeping from being a complete basket case by the time that shift was finished. On a slightly higher note I was able to get my inventory counts done right away since I was already there.
Wednesday : Got to work, had to finish up the few counts I'd missed the night before, and then start on the normal pile of paperwork for Wednesdays (technically the end of Subway's work week period, so it's all the reports regarding sales and such). Actually got it done on time for once, but then I had to go immediately to start working on a party order that was supposed to be finished by that afternoon.
Because of these things, my focus was not on certain other things that I normally have to do every morning, and so there were a few things neglected. Normally this wouldn't have been a big deal in the slightest, but it happened that our inspector decided to pick that day for our monthly inspection. At around 11:00, I realize she's walking through the door and promptly freak out.
We didn't do horrible on the inspection, but we still didn't pass, due to the few things neglected that morning.
I then had to report that we failed inspection to my boss, got in trouble for it, and still had to get the party order done. Whether or not it makes sense to stress out over getting in trouble over a job you aren't going to have in two weeks, I still felt really bad about it, and stressed over it anyways.
Thursday : Got a call from my lunch employee around 9:30. He was calling off because he was sick, and he sounded it. I didn't think much of it at the time, and told him not to worry about it, to go get rest and stuff.
Attempted to call one of my other employees to fill in for him. He answered the phone, and was at his other job. He was getting off work there two or three hours before I'd need anyone, so I asked if he could make it in. He said he "wasn't feeling good", and wanted to go home and rest.
Alright, whatever. I called the other of the two employees available, and got her voicemail. I left her a message asking her to call me back. When I didn't get a call after a half an hour, I tried again. Voicemail again. Waited an hour. Voicemail again.
Basically, I tried calling her five seperate times to see if she could cover the rush with me, and she never picked up the phone.
So, I worked lunch by myself, the line went almost to the door because people were waiting so long. I went as fast as I could, but one person just can't get a rush going fast enough no matter how hard they're working.
Anyways, got through that, then called both of my employees again to see if either one of them was going to show up to close the store that night.
Got both of their voicemails this time. Left both of them messages.
Waited about an hour, then tried again. I actually got through to the employee I had tried to call so many times earlier. She wouldn't give a straight answer as to why she didn't answer her phone earlier, and said that she was working at her second job that night and couldn't close. I found the schedule for said job that she had hidden posted in the back room, and saw that was actually true, so I couldn't have her come in.
Got through to my other employee. I asked him if he could come in to close, and he told me that he "didn't really feel like it". When I said that I didn't have anyone closing and I really needed him and could he please just come in for a few hours to close the store, he mumbled that he didn't feel good and hung up the phone.
Out of desperation I tried to call the employee who had called off today to see if he might be feeling any better and come in for the closing shift, and found out that he'd been taken to the emergency room.
So I worked closing shift too.
Basically, I worked a twelve and a half hour shift today completely alone.
13 more days to go.
http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y47/Otaku-Hime/suicide.gif