Tomfoolery

Good morning everyone. You know what I love about mornings most? Taking coffee from the pot before it has finished brewing. Because the first bit to go through the grinds is the strongest. When you take it before it gets dilluted by the weaker coffee to come in a few minutes, you get an amazing strong, dark brew. I just got an e-mail from Jaime that made my morning. But that is private, and this is not. I had an amazing evening last night. I had been feeling a bit overloaded. Yesterday was my insane day of having to do the load and change all the promo shit which involved boxing old stuff from the carousels. Adding them to inventory sheets. Taking shit off the load, loading the carousels up again. Changing sale signs, posters, price tags, displays, themes, etc. But to put chocolate on top of my proverbial cake. The new girl Janice that was supposed to help me, called in unable too apperently. Which was unacceptable. Sometimes you have to go into work. So I didn't open the store until later. I couldn't! I had to go in the back and do the fucking load!

So it was a god damned slut going back and forth unlocking and relocking the store and all the stands being inside and in my way. But man did I do it fast. I just set up all the stuff that had to go out on the carousels by them and moved everything else where it needed to go quickly. As fast as I could I opened the store and changed everything. But also when I opened we were over twenty six bucks short. This new girl Donna. She works at Scotiabank and yet is our worst person for balancing. It wasn't a good start to my day. Because if variance is over twenty dollars you have to call the District Sales Manager. Since my Manager is gone on vacation, that was my job. So I called her. Stood up for Donna by saying I don't think she is stealing etc. But at the same time not make my DSM think she is stupid. Who knows though. I like her as a person. But professionally, if this keeps up, I would have to reccomend to Florence to let her go. Oh and also on Sunday she came in late to open.

The grocery store manager of Longo's, which we are located inside of, called Trudi and told her around noon that the store still wasn't open. All this shit of course went down on my day off when I was in Toronto and while Florence was gone. I just hope people aren't being fucking asshole slackers because Florence is gone. They will find out that I am not always nice if they do. Our Christmas season will be here soon enough too. I need everyone on top of their game. My manager gave overlapping shiftws with all the new girls this week, to retrain them in sales. Just to nail that aspect of the job down. She wants to refresh them every week for the next month and make sure they are ready to sell at Christmas. Because then is when we can make such a fucking shitload of money. I kind of feel responsible for molding our sales team. So I have been feeling pressure. When they are stupid and do stupid things, it reflects on me. But it is something I need to learn to deal with if I am becoming manager. Once you have responsibility, how you look no longer depends on just your personal performance.

I am assuming that is why you gain more and more stress on the way up. Less and less is under your control. I have to write up an incident report this morning when I open. Fucking administrative bullshit. But it is something neccasary to protect my own ass. I can't look like I am trying to hide something. So I just have to be open and honest about everything that happens. You don't want anything looking shady to corporate. So far though I think I have done alright. Anyways. Enough about work. I am enjoying a fucking amazing sunrise every morning now. We currently have no curtains and drapes up. The old ones we took down because my Grandma bought better, prettier ones that we haven't put up yet. If anyone has been to my house, you know that the one side of my kitchen and living room is basically all glass window. So I just have a gorgeous view of the sunrise now. I just came in from having a smoke. I don't like being cold while I smoke. I don't enjoy it as much. I feel like I am rushing so I can go inside and stop shivering. Fuck. It isn't even winter yet.

Man. I doubt any of you have heard Defeated Sanity who are reading this. But you really should. It is absolute insanity in death metal. Really brutal. Really technical. Just madly insane. I love it. It will wake you up better than grits and toast. Or coffee and cigarettes. Though all three have together have done me well. Well I think I am going to wrap up for the day. I hope you all are having a beautiful day. Cheers!