My Job...

Alright ladies and gentlemen, I've had a little bit of time to cool down before posting this. But my supervisor is a lazy ass bitch. Let's start off with I've tried to give her the benefit of the doubt. Thought maybe she was just having a bad day that one time. Well after working here for 3 months, it's come to my attention that every day is a bad day for Leidy. When she got there today, she was really impatient and really pissy for some reason. Not sure what crawled up her ass and died, but it did.

So through out my entire shift I don't see her. She's off doing lord knows what; either flirting with Jason or boxing the store. Normally, it doesn't take long to box the store, I've had it done within two hours. For some reason it takes her almost 4, even when Ashley is helping her. Well more like Ashley is doing 90% of the work. If I need a supervisor or an override, either Brittney [no not my dog] or Jason come to my rescue, which pisses Brittney off even more because not only is she doing her cash office job, but now she's covering Leidy's duties.

First off, she's lazy. She can't seem to do anything on her own, like bread trays. I've done it by myself, Ashley's done it, and Vanessa's done it. But Leidy, just can't seem to do it. She needs to do it the hard way, too. Instead of making a mental list of what bread we need and bringing it all forward, she pushes the big racks back and takes her sweet ass time. Most likely flirting with Jason. No offense to Jason, he's an awesome manager, he just can't help the ladies throwing themselves at him.

Then she takes Cait [I'll start on her later] off of register leaving me the only one open. Which would have been fine if she had told me, seeing as how I was in the back of the store trying to put some Mickey's away. So I get back to my register, no Cait, and a line full of people waiting on me. WTF! So at this point I'm pretty pissed off. She stands over a cart of Mickey's and looks at it, probably pondering how she can get out of doing it, [and she does] when she could be doing it. Then she askes me, "Are these Mickey's?" Well of course they are, they are in the Mickey carriage and have been for the past 4 hours since you asked Cait to sort through them.

So it's the end of the night. Ashley has finally finished helping Leidy with the bread, so we split up and each take a carrriage of Mickey's. Ashley and I finish ours pretty quickly, helping each other out along the way. Then there's Leidy, who started the same time and had about the same amount of items we did, who still hasn't done much. She stares at the cart trying to figure out if it'll empty it'self onto the shelves. So I'm helping her out 'cause I seriously wanna go home after a bad night of dealing with her. And then, I come back and she's like "Take the carriage, I made a spill." Well that was pretty fucking convenient don't you think. So I finished her Mickey's, and I look over and she's cleaning the belts again. I JUST FUCKING DID THAT BEFORE WE CLOSED!!!!!! Seriously couldn't have gotten dirty with no one using them. So Ashley holds the door open, and I push the excess carriages out and all I really wanna do is just scream and have a smoke at this point. I go in, and she tells Ashley to clean the blue counter... WTF I DID THAT TOO!!!! She'd known that if she was doing her fucking job. So I go to wipe it down with Ashley. It's a long blue counter, so with two of us it'll take half the time right. So I get down to the other end and she's like, you can punch out now. Oh Really? Normally, we all punch out together unless the supervisors have a little bit of paper work to do. So she sends me on my way, probably because either Ashley said something, or because she's tired of me glaring at her. Either way, I'm glad to be away from her!

Then... there is Cait. Cait is stuck up. Not sure who shoved that silver spoon in her ass and told her she was special, but really she's not. She has the same attitude as Leidy. "I'm a higher position than you therefore I am Queen." Well the only thing they are Queens of are being the biggest bitches in the store. So, I'm helping Ashley box one of the isles while it's sort of slow, no customers in my line. I'm trying to box and keep track, and normally with any of the other cashiers who are curtious as hell, they tell you when you get a customer so that person isn't waiting long. No, not Cait. She let them pile up on me, fucking bitch. Like seriously I'd like to knwo what her problem is. This isn't the first time she's had this attitude. Like Leidy, tried to give her the benefit, but no; She's proven to be just as big as pain in my ass.

So I'm running around doing my closing procedures, cleaning the registers, taking all the extra carts outside, garbages, clean the big blue counter, and this bitch decides to send someone to my line and not tell me! I'm like JESUS CHRIST! When did it become so hard to be curtious to your fellow employees. If I need someone to take a customer who might have to wait longer than a few minutes, I always ask someone who doesn't have a customer if they can take them for me. ALWAYS! Well, that must've been too far beneath Cait.

Then it comes to close, and we both have lines like we do every night. People are last minute shoppers, so normally we get people still in the store up until 15 minutes after we are officially closed. I have this huge line, and I'm in express which usually means 12 items only, but these people have been shopping for at least half an hour. So she starts bitching about how it's 10 minutes till she's due to leave. She's screaming this across the store to Brittney who's in the Cash Office. Really, she could have just shut her light off, taken the last of the people in her line, and cash out. But no, she's Cait, and she must have it her way. Just wanted to scream at her that we we weren't at Burger King, and no she can't have it her way.

I've never been so happy to be away from them, or from anyone in my entire life for that matter. Even Desiree, she'd be a treat compared to the two of them. It really is people like them that make me want to quit my job.