back to the daytime

I’ve worked night shift at my job for almost a year.  I work 7PM-8AM, four nights in a row and then have four nights in a row off.  I have worked night shift before, but it was only for six months and the hours were much less taxing.  This time, I had a really hard time adjusting to the schedule.  I felt tired literally all the time and could never sleep.  Looking back on it, depression probably played a factor in those first months because I had a difficult time being surrounded by all the crazy employees (more on that in a moment) and I didn’t think the year would ever end.   I was finally able to adjust.  I was able to sleep in the mornings after work if and only if I physically exhausted myself while at work.  On my days off, I found I did best just sleeping when I was tired, which usually meant sleeping for about 5 hours, up for about 10 or 12 hours, then back to sleep for 5 more hours.

I was just informed that next Saturday I will being going back to normal hours- which, for me, is 7AM-8PM, three days working then three days off.  In most ways I am overjoyed- no more thugs stealing things right in front of my face!  Less insane employees to deal with!  Regular sleep!  I am excited about being able to do things during the day on my days off without suddenly feeling like I have got to take a nap RIGHT THEN, which has been a major problem.  I would be driving, shopping, at a restaurant, at a friend’s house, and suddenly just felt like I HAD to go to sleep right then.  Usually in the early evening.  I am also soooo excited about eating regular meals.  Coffee and cereal in the morning, sandwich at lunch, regular dinner.  I know that’s funny, but for the past year I just ate whatever I have, whenever I want, because the time of day was really irrelevant.

As far as the employees……. I am really convinced that working night shift for a few years makes you crazier than you were to begin with.  That, or night shift attracts all the crazy people.  Here are some of the things I have had to put up with:
1.  A girl with no front teeth who looked like a skeleton, she was so emaciated.  She also wore a Neo-esque leather trench coat, and when I fired her (less than a month after her hire date- thanks to whoever hired her!) I kind of thought she might stab me, so I made my assistant “borrow” her boxcutter first.  Upon her termination, she ran out of the store yelling “THEY FUCKIN’ FIRED ME!!!!!!!”
2.  Frozen food stocker who always had to leave when his boyfriend called him with some random drama happening in his life/their house/their neighboorhood.  The best?  When he told me he had to go home because a man on a bicycle had fired shots into his house, and his boyfriend was hysterically upset.  A bicycling gunman?  Really?
3.  An employee who had an abortion because she did not know which of two other employees had fathered it
4.  A female employee announced her divorce and maybe three days later was inseperable and living with another employee, who is 23 years her junior (I looked it up).
5.  One of my employees was put in jail for assault charges.   His wife called to tell me…….. then his girlfriend called to tell me the same thing…….. then his OTHER girlfriend.  May I mention this employee has several gold teeth and a very noticeable limp.

I could list a hundred things here.  The drama is unbelieveable simply because the work is so routine, the people are used to working together, taking their breaks together……. they just HAVE to gossip to each other, including me, even though I don’t want to hear it.  I will not miss this.

The one thing I will miss is being up and doing what needs to be done while the rest of the world sleeps.  When I go out during the daytime now, everything seems so disorganized and chaotic.  Everything is so peaceful at night.  No traffic, nobody else shopping, nobody else on the street (well, maybe a couple of questionable people).   I will also miss the fact that my boss is not around, so I can pretty much do what I want.  It’s not like that during the day;  he is pretty much glued to my side.  I am a rather independent person and I also don’t like him that much, so this presents a problem.

Overall though I am very excited to get back to the normal world!

snow day

Last night and this morning it snowed, and I mean ACTUALLY snowed.  I haven’t seen this much snow since I was little.  I took these pictures around 5 AM this morning, and it snowed about 5 inches more after that. 

make it work.

“The color on that cape is just ridiculously extreme.”

“From the deltoids up, I get it.”

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE- books of the year!!!!!!

Look what I found.  And subsequently purchased from some bookseller in Germany since they are not for sale in the States.

New series of books designed by Coralie Bickford-Smith.   This series is books and a collection of short stories by F. Scott Fitzgerald.   I officially:   A. Have a girlcrush on Coralie Bickford-Smith and B.  Have a problem with collecting pretty books.

things i like.

Here are some things that I have bought or seen recently that I am loving.  I have really tried to stop buying cheap, throwaway junk and to only buy quality things that I really love and will keep for a long time.

Timex military field watch from J. Crew.  It is just like this one, but has a white face.  I guess they don’t have it anymore.  I have never owned a watch and decided to finally get one, because I was tired of always looking at my phone at work for the time.   It is a man’s watch, but I liked it because it was simple and classic looking, and they have a lot of different colored bands you can buy and change out.  I have a red band on mine.  I have gotten a lot of compliments on it, all from men.  It was expensive, but it is good quality.  I bang it up against stuff at work all the time and it hasn’t hurt it.

Scarf from etsy  I wear this almost every single day now.  My employees at work call it my “old lady scarf” because I pull one of the loops up to cover my head when we go outside to push buggies in the morning.   It is so awesome and handmade, which is one of the reasons I love to buy from etsy.

Speaking of etsy…. this etsy shop is one of my favorites.  I have a thing for weird and creepy vintage photos, and this shop has some of the best.  I haven’t bought anything from them, but I will soon.

Cashmere hoodie  This is something that I can wear around the house, somewhere casual like grocery shopping, or even to work with a collared shirt underneath it and I always feel like I am in my pajamas.  I do have a cashmere addiction and I realize it is totally snotty to own a hoodie (or more than one) made of cashmere.  80% of my clothes are from J. Crew but theirs are the only clothes that fit me right.  I have lost a lot of weight over the past year or so, and I have realized that the smaller size clothes are, the shorter they usually are.  J. Crew makes clothes that are in a small size but also long enought for me.

Penguin clothbound classics series of books.  I have almost the whole set.  These books are so gorgeous, a set that you would keep forever and pass on to your kids.

meet harry.

I got him Tuesday.  He is about six months old and just an easy, good dog.  Very laid back, smart, an ace with his housebreaking and walking on his leash.   I got him from a lady on Craigslist who is about eighty years old and couldn’t handle a dog that big.  She has called me about a dozen times since I took him, and has criticized my changing his name from Pickles to Harry, and told me that if I get him microchipped it will give him cancer.  SIGH.

my crazy day at work, vol. 1

Insane things happen at my work every day, so I thought I might as well post about some of them.

The managers at my job change shifts at 8 PM.  Last night at 7:50, our female asset protection employee, Shelley, called on the radio that she was going to need assistance with 2 female shoplifters at the grocery door.  I started to go, because I always do, but 3 of the daytime assistants and the daytime co-manager said they were going, so I decided to stay in the office in the back of the store and work on some paperwork instead.

About a minute later, I heard one of the assistants, Tammy, scream on the radio for help.  I ran up front as fast as I could, grabbing one of my hourly supervisors, Philip, on the way.  When I got outside, I saw Shelley and a couple managers struggling with a female.  I started to go over, but Shelley yelled at me to go over to the other female, who was engaged in a fight with another assistant, Edwina.  Edwina had already been punched in the face once by that female.  I was able to grab that female and yank her inside the grocery door pretty quickly, and the other managers got the other one inside after that.  It was then that the insanity started.

It was like NONE of us could properly restrain either of those horrible girls.  I would grab one girl’s arm, but nobody would grab the other, so she would punch at me with the other arm, and she tried to bite me.  I tried to get both arms behind her back but she kept getting away.  The other girl kept telling Philip, “you’re gonna lose your nuts if you don’t let me go!” and then she made good on her promise and kneed him in the balls.  My girl spit on the back of Philip’s head and threatened to rip his earrings out.  Philip and another male hourly supervisor got punched in the face.   Three people got bit by my girl, one had the skin broken by the bite.  Finally I got sick of feeling like we were the seven stooges, and tired of those girls screaming “YOU CAN’T TOUCH ME!  YOU’RE ASSAULTING ME!”  and I said “PUT THEM ON THE GROUND.  NOW!”  So they finally restrained them one by pushing her onto the cart mule and holding her there, and putting the other into a sitting position on the ground with her arms behind her back, and about that time the Chattanooga PD showed up and threw them both on the ground, cuffed them, and took them back to my office.  All the way back, they were telling me that they are going to come back and “blow my brains out.”  They were taken to jail for seven aggravated assault charges.  All that, instead of a freaking MISDEMEANOR CITATION for $43 worth of crap, which is what they would have gotten if they would have cooperated.

The worst part about all this?  About 40 damn idiotic customers gathered around us within the three or four minutes that this took place- about half of them with their cell phones out, filiming.  I was sure I would find it on YouTube today, but I couldn’t.  As soon as the cops came, I went to disperse the crowd and after talking to one guy about how he could not film, I touched his shoulder to guide him away from the store.  Didn’t push, just TOUCHED IT.  He screamed at me, “THAT’S ASSAULT.  YOU TOUCHED ME.  YOU’LL BE HEARING FROM MY LAWYER.”  At that point, I lost it and told him “Please.  Go ahead and tell your shitty lawyer to call my Legal department.  We have 51 lawyers on permanent retainer.  Please spend your life savings on a lawsuit that you will never win.”  Luckily then Officer Stansbury was nice enough to come over and force the crowd away.  He is much more convincing than I am.

People think that because we are not cops, or maybe because we are the company we are, that we are not allowed to touch shoplifters,  that all we can do is ask them nicely to give us our stuff and that’s it.  But guess what?  They are wrong and we are well within our rights to detain, physically re-direct, or restrain people if necessary until the police arrive.  We only use whatever force is necessary for the situation.   Even though my entire management team got injured in some way, those girls did not have a single mark on them.  They were upset that they got caught, and wanted to cause a scene- they got what they wanted in that respect.  But I am NEVER going to reward bad behavior by letting a shoplifter go after they assault people that I am responsible for protecting.

come buy cheap s&@# you don’t need! and a rant

Black Friday is upon us! Since last Wednesday, my store, which nets approximately 90 million annually, has received 17 truckloads of general merchandise goods- approximately 60% for Black Friday.  How do you fit 17 truckloads of merchandise into a store, plus what is already IN the store and in the stockrooms to begin with, you may ask?  Well, you don’t.  We have twenty temporary 26 foot storage trailers on our parking lot.  So, we unload a truck, process and re-palletize the freight, load it onto a storage trailer, and when we’re ready for it… bring it back into the store and display it.  Somebody touches each piece of merchandise at least four times before it gets on the shelf.  That’s a lot of man hours to prepare for one event.  Too much, really.  Not to mention the hours that are spent on trivial tasks- 8 hours for somebody to blow up all the damn helium balloons we have that mark beginnings of lines, and prices.  Six hours for yours truly to pre-measure and cut the rope for the lines.  COUNTLESS hours have been spent wrapping pallets in black shrink wrap, just so an eager customer can rip it open before 5 AM, when it is supposed to be opened by an employee.  So, please!  Come get your shitty 720p television that is really not that great of a deal (also: it probably came on the truck laid flat with about a thousand pounds of other crap on top of it!)  In all honesty though, a lot of people really DID bust their asses to get that sale together, wherever you are shopping, so smile and be nice to them.  Chances are, while you were relaxing and eating turkey, they were working like crazy.

Every year, I hate it more and more, and I hate the holidays.  It is definitely a paradox, because that’s when my store (and therefore I) make the most money, so I NEED these people to come into my store like fools and spend their money on a bunch of worthless crap- if I want my bonus.  But every day I find myself wondering what it would be like to be working for my OWN dream, instead of working to make money for a huge corporation.  I am tired of working for the customers who are the absolute bottom of the barrel.  I am tired of having to stop shoplifters every. single. day.  I am tired of old ladies in mart carts stopping me while I am walking through the store to bitch at me for ten minutes and waste my time about how the carts are only made for people who are taller than five feet, and we need to get some that are specifically made for people under five feet tall.  I am TIRED, after ten years, of having to smile at IDIOTS- customers, employees, and people who are my bosses, and act like every word that comes out of their mouth is brilliant and highly valued by me.  I am tired of hearing my employees who stock shelves complain about how hard their jobs are.  I have assistant managers who get paid well and theirs job are not hard- yet they are utterly and completely incompetent at ALL aspects of their job.  Part of me thinks, I get paid so well and my job is not hard, so what is the problem?  But the other part of me almost cannot take it much longer.

sufjan!

If this does not at LEAST make you smile, there is something wrong with you.

And this may give you a seizure, if there is such thing as a good seizure.

slipping and sliding

I guess no matter how much I feel like I’m different from the other people who live here, I will always be a Southern girl at heart.  I adore classic country music and modern music with that feel to it.  My recent favorite is Justin Townes Earle’s new album, Harlem River Blues.   This is my favorite song from that album.

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