Work today was fun in the sense that Corey, Steve, Shawn, Jamie, and I made sure we didn't work too hard, kinda fucked around, and made fun of Karen...A LOT. I'm still amused that she's calling me in for all these hours nows, despite the fact that she has to know that I walked out 3 hours early on Saturday. Ho well. All we did today was, like usual, "rush" to clean up the stock room in preparation for the truck coming tomorrow. Like always, I get to work early (around 7:50). Steve's sittin there waiting, I'm sitting there waiting, and Corey shows up and he waits too since Karen doesn't show up until about 10 after (when she said 8am). As soon as we get back into the stock room, Karen gets all serious and says how we have a lot of work that needs to get done today and she doesn't want us talking or wasting time. As she left the room for whatever she pretends to do, I gave the first finger of the day. So, Corey, Steve, and I basically are fuckin around anyway, getting boxes organized and taking them in the far back to put on the shelves. She had us mark each box with a sharpie so for future reference people would know what each box is ahead of time. Man, did we have fun with that. Corey wrote stuff like "Shoes Karen can't wear" (which I said he should have put "eat" instead of "wear"), and for one of the Christmas boxes of stuff he drew Jesus on the box. I started off just writing the usual ("Underwears", "CHRISTmas shiite", "T-shits"), then progressed to writing in ebonics ("Baff Towels", etc.). Ha, and at one point when Karen was "working" hard in the back room with us, I belted out "Swing Low, Sweet Chariot" in a nice, low voice. Then, as the day went on, the bullshit started flying out of Karen's mouth more frequently. Corey asked how long we were there today, and she told us until 2, so then Corey asked when our break would be (this was around 11am), and Karen says some crap about the district manager told her that we don't get the half-hour break unless we're scheduled/working over 6 hours. Immediately I turn to Corey and say that's bullshit. She then proceeds to say "oh, well take a 5 minute break though, and tell the other guys to take one too". Now, anyone that works (which should be all of you reading this) should know that the breaks system is the same 99% of the time--one 15 minute break withing the first 4 hours (usually after the second hour), 30 min.-1 hour lunch/dinner break after 4 hours, then another 15 minute break within the last 4 of the shift. So, obviously Karen's full of shit if she believes we're to work for 6 hours before getting a 30 minute break (and she never gives us 15 minute breaks, because we always have so much to do, thanks to her). But, whatever, I came home and checked with Larry (since he has a government job, he would know exactly what the break system is), so I'll be ready to take my breaks and let Karen know how retarded she is. Anyway, as the day goes on, Corey and I are primarily the two in the back room doing the work, and naturally without any breaks or having had anything to eat, our pace (which was lackadaisical to begin with since we're not busting our ass for that place) slowed down slightly. Every time Karen came back she made some comment about us slowing down and how we needed to pick up the pace and how everything needed to get done. Finally, at some point within the last hour of our shift, she comes back and says the same bullshit again, so I respond back with "it should have been done a long time ago". Man, I love seeing people's reactions to things like that. I forget exactly how I said it, but I followed that up with something about her having not done her job, so don't expect us to do all of her work in one day. She definitely didn't like hearing that. I know she heard me, and she got a bit peeved when she walked up to the office and said something along the lines of "don't say anything, I can hear you" followed by some retarded left-field comment about "don't even think anything, I can read your thoughts". I just kinda thought to myself, "wow...".

Oh man, then aside from Karen, the new keyholder ("head clerk" or whatever) seriously has something wrong with her logic/thought process. We're working in the back room, cleaning and moving the mounds of boxes that were in the way, and this woman comes back and brings in the large boxes of paper towels and napkins. We stop what were doing since we don't understand why she's putting more boxes in our way, then she says "the shelves are already full, so these won't fit out there". I just stood there and looked at her with a "are you retarded?" look on my face. Then, Karen speaks up and tells her to leave it out in the store, on one of the carts since we're trying to clean up the back and move all of the boxes out of the way. Then, later on, I see her walk back in struggling to hold a box and she asks me to help her, so I walk over and grab the box from her. As I do, she says "I put some of these out but the shelf is full and these won't fit out there". Once again, I just stood there and gave her a "bitch, are you really that fucking retarded?" look, then put the box right on the floor by her feet and walked back to where I was without saying a word. This woman is easily in her late 30's/early 40's, and she's essentially a supervisor? Oh well.

In the midst of clearing out all the boxes, I found some loose stuff sitting around, and found a really old car air freshener that looks straight out of the 70's. It's yellow and has "I <3 Jesus" on it in big green letters with a four color rainbow underneath Jesus. Heh, you can't let something that awesome pass by, and since I know the thing is not gonna be sold (it would just sit in a box in the back room for another however many years), I decided to take it home with me. I KNOW you're jealous.

Much to my surprise, my other manager had called earlier today while I was at work. She had originally called to see if I could come in, but since I was already at work it was then just to set up my schedule. Thank you for not being worthless. However, she said to call back before 5, or tomorrow morning. I called her back aorund 3, but she wasn't in her office, so I left her voicemail saying I'm calling her back to schedule hours, but she didn't return that call, so I'll be calling again tomorrow morning before I go back to DG for truck day (heh, where the fun begins all over again). This weekend will hopefully be a very nice break from this area. Is it time to go back to school yet?

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