Been a long day...
Woke up at 4AM...showered and woke self up until 5:30...biked to work until 6:00, at which point I helped with an inventory check. Myself and a few managers around the district came in and scanned every single item in the store to count how many we had. Side-note: when other people don't have to pick up after themselves (I see this a lot with customers - but with people who have to deal with it two? Bah.), they become asses. Any part of the store that I didn't scan was a complete disaster. Guess who had to single-handedly redo half of the store.
Honestly, it was tiring (and because everyone else was just being lazy, I did about half of it, despite there being four other people), but it wasn't so bad. The Loss Prevention Officer was actually really pretty cool. Really nice guy, we got along pretty well - made quite a bit of smalltalk.
Net, (the total dollar amount of items short plus the total dollar amount of items over), our store is short $2 and some change. Not bad, honestly, we might stop being a target store (every move we make is monitored - and we have to, by hand, count the top 150 selling items every single night).
While going over what we're short in, however, my RSD did something that I certainly did not like. He noticed that we were short like 15 meat snacks. He walked over to the counter, looked straight at me, and asked the room if there was anyone who liked these, obviously implying that I took them. I calmly and, pretending I took it jokingly, said that I'm a vegetarian - I wouldn't have anything to do with them if I did take them. Naturally, I doubt he believes me, but then the LP guy says he kept a box (about 15 - whatever that amount was) from being scanned because he will be "known lossing" it because the vacuum seals were all bad - it's a common problem, evidently.
Frankly, I'm insulted. I come in and play your god damn game, working from 6am-10am for nothing to help you save time, and in return, you wrongfully accuse me of stealing. Fuck. You.
Everyone left around 2:00PM.
After that, we had very very few customers...I just kinda sat around...I was and still am exhausted - only an hour or so of sleep. I actually ran to CVS to grab a coke to keep me awake.
And of course, then, I left at 7:00PM. 13 hours after I got to work. Thirteen. Fifteen hours since I got up for work.
I'm tired...I'm exhausted...I just wanna crash...
In other news: I got my semester grades....A in gym (duh - mandatory class, by the way, what the fuck?), A in psychology, and C in chemistry (honestly...I was expecting a D...it's very homework heavy, and I just don't have time - my time at work is too sporadic for me to learn something involving so much math - constant interruptions completely destroy the flow.)
...Yeah.
Night.
Woke up at 4AM...showered and woke self up until 5:30...biked to work until 6:00, at which point I helped with an inventory check. Myself and a few managers around the district came in and scanned every single item in the store to count how many we had. Side-note: when other people don't have to pick up after themselves (I see this a lot with customers - but with people who have to deal with it two? Bah.), they become asses. Any part of the store that I didn't scan was a complete disaster. Guess who had to single-handedly redo half of the store.
Honestly, it was tiring (and because everyone else was just being lazy, I did about half of it, despite there being four other people), but it wasn't so bad. The Loss Prevention Officer was actually really pretty cool. Really nice guy, we got along pretty well - made quite a bit of smalltalk.
Net, (the total dollar amount of items short plus the total dollar amount of items over), our store is short $2 and some change. Not bad, honestly, we might stop being a target store (every move we make is monitored - and we have to, by hand, count the top 150 selling items every single night).
While going over what we're short in, however, my RSD did something that I certainly did not like. He noticed that we were short like 15 meat snacks. He walked over to the counter, looked straight at me, and asked the room if there was anyone who liked these, obviously implying that I took them. I calmly and, pretending I took it jokingly, said that I'm a vegetarian - I wouldn't have anything to do with them if I did take them. Naturally, I doubt he believes me, but then the LP guy says he kept a box (about 15 - whatever that amount was) from being scanned because he will be "known lossing" it because the vacuum seals were all bad - it's a common problem, evidently.
Frankly, I'm insulted. I come in and play your god damn game, working from 6am-10am for nothing to help you save time, and in return, you wrongfully accuse me of stealing. Fuck. You.
Everyone left around 2:00PM.
After that, we had very very few customers...I just kinda sat around...I was and still am exhausted - only an hour or so of sleep. I actually ran to CVS to grab a coke to keep me awake.
And of course, then, I left at 7:00PM. 13 hours after I got to work. Thirteen. Fifteen hours since I got up for work.
I'm tired...I'm exhausted...I just wanna crash...
In other news: I got my semester grades....A in gym (duh - mandatory class, by the way, what the fuck?), A in psychology, and C in chemistry (honestly...I was expecting a D...it's very homework heavy, and I just don't have time - my time at work is too sporadic for me to learn something involving so much math - constant interruptions completely destroy the flow.)
...Yeah.
Night.
