October 30, 2010

I Got It! I Got It!

I got your number on the wa-all...

...just kidding.

What I got was the Kindle! I have been friggin' saving and scraping and waiting for this thing and finally, yesterday morning, I ordered it and shelled out an extra $13 to have it overnighted. For the most part, I've spent the day experimenting on it and in general cradling it like it was my baby. Which made the cat extremely jealous and I had put down the Kindle to have an extended petting session with Mr. Basil.

I really couldn't have fathomed how tiny it really is. I had my mother make me a purse out of yarn and an old Led Zeppelin t-shirt thinking the K and the case would be about as big as a large journal. Nope! I bought a little neoprene case for it and it really will fit in a small-to-medium-sized handbag. I'm so excited I want to cry.

I'm also so excited I'm ignoring the power-struggle going on between two of my co-workers over who gets to plan the party (and who gets invited) for a third co-worker's fiftieth birthday dinner.

October 25, 2010

My DAWG

Why I love my best friend:

Because if she ever does hyphenate her last name with that of her husband, her initials will be DAWG.

What up?

Love,
Me

October 9, 2010

Ungrateful

I'm sorry I'm always ranting.

At work (crappy retail work) today, a colleague who also happens to be one of my good friends really, really upset me to the point of wanting to quit then and there. The only thing that stopped me was knowing that at the end of this month, I will receive $100 for being with the company for five years. I can hold out for a few more weeks. It gives me time to job hunt.

Look, I love this woman dearly. She cannot, however, understand for one second when other people are sacrificing for her. Just so you understand, our raises, reviews, and promotions depend on our statistics, such as how many items we sell in each transaction or how many credit card applications we can get. I try not to stress over them too much, but I kinda have to in an economy where a job is hard to come by.

On Friday, we had to cancel a girl's shift and I was forced to work open to close (9:30-9:30). That, because I had two half-hour breaks, is eleven hours clocked in, people. Well, my friend was working that day, too, on an eight-hour shift. We looked at our stats. She needed sales and many-item sales and I, well, didn't. I took a lot of one-item sales to help her. Right before my second break I told her to take over with a sale that ended up being more than $500. Overall, at the end of the night, she had in more sales volume than I did and higher stats all-around. We agreed to watch out for each other the next day, too.

She did that for the most part. When I came in today, she had been rotating sales between herself and me, and she had tried to take most of the smaller sales on herself and she gave me a credit card application to help me out. Great, I thanked her, told her she did a good thing. At the time I walked in, she was ringing a huge sale that she hadn't realized was going to be as big as it was (two girls put their sales together) and she had begun ringing under me. Well, she began to regret that. I pulled out our sales book and tried to figure out a way to change the sales associate once the sale had started but there wasn't a way. She would have either had to cancel it and start all over or wait until they paid, void the sale, and re-ring the entire thing. It was a $600 sale. She didn't want to bother re-ringing anything so she just put it under me.

Well, that makes up for Friday's $500 sale, I'm thinking.

She wasn't thinking that. In the backroom, she says to me, "Well, you owe me."

I say, "Except that I helped you out yesterday and let you have that $500 sale."

"You didn't give me that sale," she says, "I worked for it. You didn't work for this sale."

I tried to explain to her that I could have come back from my second break and said, "Thanks for taking care of my customers while I was gone, I'll take back over now." She bursts out laughing, chokes a little on the food in her mouth, and says, "If that's the way YOU want to look at it, honey."

How ungrateful can you be? I didn't have to go on break at that time, we don't have set times. I could have totally hogged that sale for myself. BUT I DIDN'T. I also tried to explain to her that I took a lot of one-item sales on myself Friday and she just rolled her eyes and said she had done that Saturday. I'm thinking that makes us even, right? I don't understand why she needs everyone to owe her but she can't see when she owes other people and is paying her debt. Anything she sacrificed Saturday was paying a debt to me for Friday. I was so stressed out about it I later made my sister fill out a credit card application so I could put it under my friend so I could feel like I didn't owe her anything at all. For the rest of Saturday night, I took all of the one-item sales and tried to give her as many big sales as I could.

The point I keep thinking about is how she seemed to be blaming me for the choices she made on Saturday of which sales to give to me and which to put under herself. A few weeks ago she told me she doesn't know how to figure out which people are in trouble and who needs the most help, so she just does what she wants. Well, don't blame others when that backfires. You also don't do good deeds just to see what you'll get in return or so you can hold it over the other person's head.

October 1, 2010

A Little Vindication

A quote from a blogger named T-Bone, who co-writes a blog called Blogging Project Runway:

"I suspect that Mondo was required to reveal this [his HIV status] up front even before filming began for Season 8. I've seen the applications for this show, they are quite extensive."


FYI, this is really all I said in my original comment yesterday. I said he was probably required to disclose this in order to appear on the show and that if it was a requirement and he hadn't disclosed it, it might be grounds for dismissal from the show. How that comment was read as my fearing that I'll get HIV from an infected person breathing near me is beyond me.

P.S. And I didn't even mean he had to disclose it on his application nor did I mean he would have to disclose it to every person working on the show. But I would think he would need to disclose it to someone (there is usually some kind of medical staff on hand) so proper precautions could be put into place. And if that isn't true and his HIV status was his business and that's the end of the story, that's fine and once again, all anyone needed to point out.