Left my phone in an UBER, again. This time though it has not been a speedy recovery of it. I am pretty sure the phone is in the car, parked in his garage and he is fast asleep, inside his house. I will have to try and ring it, through Google, again in the morning.
Tomorrow is one of our busiest days of the week and I have got to keep it together. Not sure how I will but, I'm gonna try like hell to do so! Wish me Luck!! Goodnight, I need my rest. First though, I am gonna pour a glass of wine, try and pre-chill, before bed.
A constant buzz of wants until I found a Pizza joint, 2 blocks away, that let me chill unmolested, and warm, for 20 minutes. A few days earlier, same thing, missed my stop, but this time I was just 8 blocks away and just zombie walked home. I am at the end of my frayed rope holding on with one, very tired hand. Twice today I snapped at my employees for little, to no, reason.
Man, I am exhausted as hell. Nearly missed my bus stop, again! Earlier this week, I feel asleep on the bus and woke up 5 miles from home. Smack dab in a shady neighborhood with drunks and shitbirds galore! Bus back was 40 minutes away and it was 18 F out with a steady wind. "Got a square? Can I get a dollar from you? Got any spare change?"
One more day, in the books. I have an asst mgr hired and will be starting next week, I hope. What a relief!! However, I still have from now, until that point I have to somehow try to maintain my shaky sanity!! I am all outta wax on my candle. Nothing but an ember slowly burning out. Goodnight, I hope I can get through another day, without ending up in the hospital w/ exhaustion!
Man. I am beat. I closed the store early today, then fell asleep in the breakroom!! I've been working open to close, as the only keyholder, for 3+ weeks now! I have had 3 days off, since Oct. 21st. Since my Asst. Mgr. stopped showing up, I have been 7 days a week, 12 hours a day, not including commute (about an hour a day). Plus, I am there before open and after close...I am there more than I am home!!
... Tough guy can't handle closing the store for a week, even with 2 days off! He's 29 years old, still lives with mommy. Walks around, talks the talk, but, true colors have been shown. He thinks he can leave, and be a tough guy doing it. Reality? Mommy's boy, can't hack.
OK, made it through the weekend. Now it's just a haul for another week. I have one transferred employee, starting tomorrow, and two new hires starting on the 1st! So, just as I promised, my assistant mgr, things are going to get better! We just need to keep our heads down and work throught it! AND, we have another new hire starting after the 1st. Too bad Rob couldn't hack it, He walked out Saturday morning....
Well, just got home from work, I am the new boss. My new manager quit, like the little punk-ass would, by just turning in his keys and walking away. He supposedly has a new job running a fork lift! Seriously? He will be begging for his job back, in 2 weeks. Guaranteed! But, he won't get it back, because why? 3 guesses why. He thinks he is screwing the DM, he's screwing himself!
Just got back from an across town trip, to go to an Art Gallery. It was opening night, Gods and Monsters. People were encouraged to wear costumes and there were quit a few, the artwork was anywhere from blah to cool to WTF? It was fun though, just to get out and about and yes, there were plenty of beautiful people milling around. I tried to get my, on again, off again, girlfriend to go but...she decided not to go. :(
Got lot's to think about. Big boss wants me to take a store. One that is in true need of fixing, another that is good. The manager from the good store is slated to go to the fixer. But, the fixer is much closer to me. Either way, It's about a grand a month more than I make, and A bunch of extra shiitake, and I am not a fan of Mushrooms!! ;) Decisions, decisions....
Yesterday, Wednesday, at work I was unpacking the weekly order. They pack it with those 4'x4' plastic air bubbles. I need to pop them all, before tossing them. I grabbed a new razor blade and promptly sliced a gash across my thigh! Then, moments later cut my finger!! Spent Wednesday Night, into Thursday morning at the VA emergency room. No stitches. But about 5 "SteriStrips" to hold the wound closed.
Hungry. It's late. Gotta be to work early. I guess I will fix a bowl of cereal and hit the sack. Ordering a pizza at this point, seems like it will take too long, waiting for it, eating it,,,that could take nearly an hour! Breakfast before bed, it is!!
Just talked to the shop, they hired a guy but, asked me to fill out an app, of premises. "If this guy doesn't work out." So, tomorrow morning, I will drop it off. I plan to show up at opening, so we can talk a bit more. :)
Talked with my VA counselor, yesterday. She is going to try and work with the housing people to stabilize my rent fluctuations. Also, we talked about work and school and we determined it is time for a change. I am going to go to the shop across the street today, see if they still need a "Lube Tech" and what they pay and what they expect. Could be a 2 week notice in the cards!