It's been very crazy a work lately. crazy Canadians, crazy vacationers, crazy locals..... And the one thing that bothers me the most is people who ask you a question then don't believe you when you answer.
Today I was at work and this really really tall women was looking for a brown shoe in a size 10. So she reaches up in top stock (which is not allowed) and gets the box that looks the same as the one she is looking for. (why do people think if its the same box it must be the same shoe, ITS NOT!!! do you know how many different boxes there would be.... ) anyways sorry for that.
I tell the women to plz not get into the top stock that I can get it for her if she needs anything. and I ask want I can do for her. She then tells me what she is looking for. I tell her we don't have anymore in that size after looking in top stock and the racks and she says that i must be kidding and asks to look again. I look again and I say no we don't but I could look at my other location. she says okie. I go and look and they dont have it. She then goes over to size 9 and says well here it is. I tell her its the wrong size and she doesn't believe me until her husband looks at it and says ya it is a 9. then she doesn't believe me when I tell her what the name of the shoe is she has to look at the box and says oh ya your right....
REALLY people why don't you believe the people who work there.....
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Totally awkward tuesday
And its Tuesday again.... so here is my awkwardness and don't for get to read Tova's
A few days after me and Justin started dating I went over his house. This wasn't the first time but it had only been a couple before this. Well in his house there is two doors right next to each other, one is a pantry and the other leads to the basement where his bedroom was.
So I come into the house and his WHOLE family is in the living room. (brother, mom, aunts, cuz, uncle, grandparents. They all live really close) and of course Justin's mom has to introduce me to everyone and I say hi and then she tells me in is down stairs. so I open the first door and walk right into the pantry and hit my head as his aunt is walking into the kitchen. She comes right over and asks if I'm okie really loud so everyone is like whats wrong is she okie and she yells to them that I walked into the door and hit my head. they all get up and see if I'm okie. I turn bright red and say I'm okie but they have his brother help me down the stairs to Justin's room just in case and they give me an ice pack for my head...... awwww great first impression....
A few days after me and Justin started dating I went over his house. This wasn't the first time but it had only been a couple before this. Well in his house there is two doors right next to each other, one is a pantry and the other leads to the basement where his bedroom was.
So I come into the house and his WHOLE family is in the living room. (brother, mom, aunts, cuz, uncle, grandparents. They all live really close) and of course Justin's mom has to introduce me to everyone and I say hi and then she tells me in is down stairs. so I open the first door and walk right into the pantry and hit my head as his aunt is walking into the kitchen. She comes right over and asks if I'm okie really loud so everyone is like whats wrong is she okie and she yells to them that I walked into the door and hit my head. they all get up and see if I'm okie. I turn bright red and say I'm okie but they have his brother help me down the stairs to Justin's room just in case and they give me an ice pack for my head...... awwww great first impression....
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
My First Totally Awkward Tuesday
So my sister started doing Totally Awkward Tuesday like 2 months ago and every Tuesday I get excited to do my first one and then I can never think of an awkward moment. BUT!!! Today I thought of one and I'm really excited to tell you all.
I was in 8th grade and of course like every 13 year old girl I had a crush on a boy. His name was Noah. Noah was in everyone of my classes so I got to see him all day long. He was also really really nice, he was very popular (and I wasn't) but he would still talk to everyone and didn't make fun of anyone.
Well also like a lot of teenage girls I wrote his name on my binder..... a few hundred time.... I didn't think he would ever see it because he was on the other side of the room and it was in the insides of the binder.
One day though my friends were teasing me about it when we had to do a group project and I was in his group with one of his friends and one of mine. I had to open my binder at some point to get to my papers so I kept hiding his name or moving the binder upward so he couldn't see it.
Well this group project went on for 4 days! At the end of the 4th day I thought I was free and didn't have to worry.
Well I was wrong. on Friday I was turned around before class and was talking to my friend when Noah comes over and goes Hey I'm just going to get the paper for the teacher real quick and flips open my binder to see his name and lots of hearts.
Well he looks at me, smiles, gets the paper and walks away. I couldn't look at him for the rest of the year. I also NEVER wrote a boys name in my binder again.
I was in 8th grade and of course like every 13 year old girl I had a crush on a boy. His name was Noah. Noah was in everyone of my classes so I got to see him all day long. He was also really really nice, he was very popular (and I wasn't) but he would still talk to everyone and didn't make fun of anyone.
Well also like a lot of teenage girls I wrote his name on my binder..... a few hundred time.... I didn't think he would ever see it because he was on the other side of the room and it was in the insides of the binder.
One day though my friends were teasing me about it when we had to do a group project and I was in his group with one of his friends and one of mine. I had to open my binder at some point to get to my papers so I kept hiding his name or moving the binder upward so he couldn't see it.
Well this group project went on for 4 days! At the end of the 4th day I thought I was free and didn't have to worry.
Well I was wrong. on Friday I was turned around before class and was talking to my friend when Noah comes over and goes Hey I'm just going to get the paper for the teacher real quick and flips open my binder to see his name and lots of hearts.
Well he looks at me, smiles, gets the paper and walks away. I couldn't look at him for the rest of the year. I also NEVER wrote a boys name in my binder again.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
crazyness at work
I have been having the WORST few weeks at work.
5 weeks ago we hired this new girl at work lets call her Beth. Well Beth didn't pick up on things as fast as we were hoping she would because we lost 2 people in the last 2 weeks... so we needed people bad. but it was okie we were trying to work with her the best we could.
but then we started to get a lot of problems with her. because I was now the person right below the store manager I was the one that was mostly training her. but she started to straight out lie to me when I asked if it was her that was doing something so I could just correct her so she knew next time. (there was also another girl being trained at the sometime.)
She talks a lot too. okie I dint mind that she talks BUT when its about the same 2 things every time it gets a little annoying. Its always about 1. Her 9 month old son having a heart problem and having to do a lot of stuff to help and all the stuff they had to do to help him. or 2. about how her black boyfriend (she is white) and her have to put up with all these people that treat him and her like shit because they are different color.
I didn't care what color people are and everyone that I work with also doesn't care. and so we dint really care what her imaginary problems are with the rest of the world.
one BIG problem with this is that. at work its a guest service kind of place, we try and help everyone out in there trip to our store. because its so important to the store we have to fill out these report card looking things for the other person we are working with. (green=great, yellow=ok, red=bad) So one day on this report card the other new girl molly was filling the card out for Beth. She gave her yellows and reds on most of the items, because that's what she was doing ok to bad. Well Beth goes up to her and says "you are a slave driver because my boyfriend is back." well molly gets this disgusted look on her face like WTF and says "so is mine....."
First of all that is not something you say to someone. And what is her problem....
so weeks go by and she is still lying and getting upset when we tell her she is doing something wrong and we show her the right way. (not in a mean way) one day after she was shown how to empty the shipment boxes and where to put all the shoes. I went up to her and said "Just one thing about the shipment" in a nice tone not yelling or anything. and she gets all upset and says "I'm really sick of someone telling how to do something and someone else yelling at me that its wrong all the time."
First of all I was kinda shocked and I looked at her and said " I'm not yelling at you and its only because she didn't tell you..." it really wasn't anything big it was just something small that makes it easier when putting things away.
Because of this and some much more that has been going on we (meaning me and the other 3 people who work there) all talk to the store manager. She understood and said she would have a talk with her.
After the talk things were okie. well okie for about 2-3 days...
Til last Thursday. on Wednesday I had caught her with her cell phone on the sales floor. (which is a big no no) and I told her that she cant have that on the floor and to plz put it away. so she did. well on Thursday I caught her with it again and said "plz put the phone away you know you cant have it on the floor." well I was leaving so I wasn't sure if she did or not but on the way out I told the other girl that I work with Pat(she has been working there for 6 years now) that I have caught her twice with it in the past 2 days so just keep an eye out for her.
Well I get a call later that night after the store is closed saying that we need to talk. So I go to her house to talk and hang out.
a little back ground before I tell you this one.... we now have another new hire and the new hire Amy and Pat were working with Beth the rest of the night. Pat was going to be training Amy the rest of the night and Beth was to deal and take care of the customers.
and the story goes...
it's about 8pm and the three of them are at the front of the store talking when Beth's cell phone rings (not vibrate but rings loud) and Pat just looks at her. Beth then proceeds to take the phone out of her BRA!!! and starts texting the person back. Well Pat goes "Beth you know you are not allowed to have that on the floor." then Beth starts to talk very loud (with customers in the store) "Well I see people with there phone of the floor ALL the time. Liz does it (Honestly I have had it on the floor ONCE in the past 6 weeks she has been there and it wasn't on me it was in the desk up front turned to silent) Lins does it, and I have seen Molly with hers too."
Pat - "first of all Lins doesn't work here anymore, Liz did maybe once in the desk up front, I have mine in the desk up front with my purse."
(she didn't say anything about molly's but Molly had hers shut off a week before she even started so she doesn't even have one to be seen on)
Beth-" well I have a son at home and a sick sister and I need my phone so they can call me if anything happens."
Pat-" give them the number to the store"
Beth-"I would have to give it to so many people"(then lists off a ton of people)
Pat-"have a phone tree"
Beth-"WTF is a phone tree"
Pat then goes on to explain the phone tree but Beth just doesn't care and walks off. Pat asked her two more times to take the phone off the floor but she doesn't and said that she is going to talk to the manager to she if she would allow it on the floor.
So this is what we have had to deal with, and a lot more but I could go on for days ask my sister and husband. (I'm sorry by the way to them they must be so sick of it :( ) Thank god my manager is going to talk to her this week and do something about it. because haven't been able to eat or sleep well in the past 3 weeks because I'm so stressed out about her.
I really hope that something gets done and done soon or I'm going to have to go see a therapist.....
well thanks for letting me spill hope I didn't bore you to death.
5 weeks ago we hired this new girl at work lets call her Beth. Well Beth didn't pick up on things as fast as we were hoping she would because we lost 2 people in the last 2 weeks... so we needed people bad. but it was okie we were trying to work with her the best we could.
but then we started to get a lot of problems with her. because I was now the person right below the store manager I was the one that was mostly training her. but she started to straight out lie to me when I asked if it was her that was doing something so I could just correct her so she knew next time. (there was also another girl being trained at the sometime.)
She talks a lot too. okie I dint mind that she talks BUT when its about the same 2 things every time it gets a little annoying. Its always about 1. Her 9 month old son having a heart problem and having to do a lot of stuff to help and all the stuff they had to do to help him. or 2. about how her black boyfriend (she is white) and her have to put up with all these people that treat him and her like shit because they are different color.
I didn't care what color people are and everyone that I work with also doesn't care. and so we dint really care what her imaginary problems are with the rest of the world.
one BIG problem with this is that. at work its a guest service kind of place, we try and help everyone out in there trip to our store. because its so important to the store we have to fill out these report card looking things for the other person we are working with. (green=great, yellow=ok, red=bad) So one day on this report card the other new girl molly was filling the card out for Beth. She gave her yellows and reds on most of the items, because that's what she was doing ok to bad. Well Beth goes up to her and says "you are a slave driver because my boyfriend is back." well molly gets this disgusted look on her face like WTF and says "so is mine....."
First of all that is not something you say to someone. And what is her problem....
so weeks go by and she is still lying and getting upset when we tell her she is doing something wrong and we show her the right way. (not in a mean way) one day after she was shown how to empty the shipment boxes and where to put all the shoes. I went up to her and said "Just one thing about the shipment" in a nice tone not yelling or anything. and she gets all upset and says "I'm really sick of someone telling how to do something and someone else yelling at me that its wrong all the time."
First of all I was kinda shocked and I looked at her and said " I'm not yelling at you and its only because she didn't tell you..." it really wasn't anything big it was just something small that makes it easier when putting things away.
Because of this and some much more that has been going on we (meaning me and the other 3 people who work there) all talk to the store manager. She understood and said she would have a talk with her.
After the talk things were okie. well okie for about 2-3 days...
Til last Thursday. on Wednesday I had caught her with her cell phone on the sales floor. (which is a big no no) and I told her that she cant have that on the floor and to plz put it away. so she did. well on Thursday I caught her with it again and said "plz put the phone away you know you cant have it on the floor." well I was leaving so I wasn't sure if she did or not but on the way out I told the other girl that I work with Pat(she has been working there for 6 years now) that I have caught her twice with it in the past 2 days so just keep an eye out for her.
Well I get a call later that night after the store is closed saying that we need to talk. So I go to her house to talk and hang out.
a little back ground before I tell you this one.... we now have another new hire and the new hire Amy and Pat were working with Beth the rest of the night. Pat was going to be training Amy the rest of the night and Beth was to deal and take care of the customers.
and the story goes...
it's about 8pm and the three of them are at the front of the store talking when Beth's cell phone rings (not vibrate but rings loud) and Pat just looks at her. Beth then proceeds to take the phone out of her BRA!!! and starts texting the person back. Well Pat goes "Beth you know you are not allowed to have that on the floor." then Beth starts to talk very loud (with customers in the store) "Well I see people with there phone of the floor ALL the time. Liz does it (Honestly I have had it on the floor ONCE in the past 6 weeks she has been there and it wasn't on me it was in the desk up front turned to silent) Lins does it, and I have seen Molly with hers too."
Pat - "first of all Lins doesn't work here anymore, Liz did maybe once in the desk up front, I have mine in the desk up front with my purse."
(she didn't say anything about molly's but Molly had hers shut off a week before she even started so she doesn't even have one to be seen on)
Beth-" well I have a son at home and a sick sister and I need my phone so they can call me if anything happens."
Pat-" give them the number to the store"
Beth-"I would have to give it to so many people"(then lists off a ton of people)
Pat-"have a phone tree"
Beth-"WTF is a phone tree"
Pat then goes on to explain the phone tree but Beth just doesn't care and walks off. Pat asked her two more times to take the phone off the floor but she doesn't and said that she is going to talk to the manager to she if she would allow it on the floor.
So this is what we have had to deal with, and a lot more but I could go on for days ask my sister and husband. (I'm sorry by the way to them they must be so sick of it :( ) Thank god my manager is going to talk to her this week and do something about it. because haven't been able to eat or sleep well in the past 3 weeks because I'm so stressed out about her.
I really hope that something gets done and done soon or I'm going to have to go see a therapist.....
well thanks for letting me spill hope I didn't bore you to death.
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