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work was... horible...
nothing better than still having wild mood swings while adjusting to medication AND having a bunch of fucking namby-ass coworkers. i'll indulge...
john- john is for all intensive purpuses a tree. they give me this guy out of nowhere and tell me to train him. he absorbs info about as quickly as a rock absorbs water. i watched him today. i gave him a reprice report and sent him out in the used games to take care of them... he fliped through the same little area of games for 15 minutes strait, not repricing anything, literally just flipping through...
me- "how's it comin' john?"
john- "huh?"
he's got the sense of humor of a dead moth too...
deb- jesus this lady... she's 50something and gossips like a freaking teenager. she's also got multiple personalities which gets to be pretty fun when you get yelled at 12 different times for the same damn thing. she's the assistant store manager and she makes sure you know your place - BENIETH her. so she takes us (me and john) in the back today and screams at us for a good 10 minutes about john walking away from a customer. somehow it's MY fault because i'm the gamerush manager... um... lookit my paycheck lady, i ain't no manager...
brian- brian is the store manager's lapdog. he works on the blockbuster side and rats out any mean things we say about him and watches us all like hawks. there's no doubt in my mind that he was the one who turned me in for stealing. what a great day it was when they watched the store security tapes and found out it WASN'T me, but brian's little buddy drew. assholes.
naser- the store manager. he is the most patronizing motherfucker in the world. he will tell you anything you want to hear so long as it makes you shut up. whether or not he follows through tho... that's another story. if anything goes wrong and you need the store manager you can hardly ever find him as, since he's muslim, he is always in the back praying. he likes to find people's faults and beat them to death with them. he is jen's lapdog, as jen is the one who REALLY runs the show...
jen- the bitch. she's the other assistant manager, and she treats EVERYONE like shit. i called off work friday because i honestly didn't feel that i was ready to return yet and she called me everything but a white girl. i have a sneaking suspision that she's framing me up as a thief as well because i keep finding unlocked expensive games hidden in suspicious places that only i use, like the "kym drawer" where i put things like office suplies, price stickers and other things i don't want the blockbuster side to steal. i also put my hold items in there, but as a rule we are not allowed to hold expensive items as they need to move faster than say a 6.99 playstation game. this woman is evil...
and these are the clowns in the circus that is blockbuster. no wonder i went insane...
nothing better than still having wild mood swings while adjusting to medication AND having a bunch of fucking namby-ass coworkers. i'll indulge...
john- john is for all intensive purpuses a tree. they give me this guy out of nowhere and tell me to train him. he absorbs info about as quickly as a rock absorbs water. i watched him today. i gave him a reprice report and sent him out in the used games to take care of them... he fliped through the same little area of games for 15 minutes strait, not repricing anything, literally just flipping through...
me- "how's it comin' john?"
john- "huh?"
he's got the sense of humor of a dead moth too...
deb- jesus this lady... she's 50something and gossips like a freaking teenager. she's also got multiple personalities which gets to be pretty fun when you get yelled at 12 different times for the same damn thing. she's the assistant store manager and she makes sure you know your place - BENIETH her. so she takes us (me and john) in the back today and screams at us for a good 10 minutes about john walking away from a customer. somehow it's MY fault because i'm the gamerush manager... um... lookit my paycheck lady, i ain't no manager...
brian- brian is the store manager's lapdog. he works on the blockbuster side and rats out any mean things we say about him and watches us all like hawks. there's no doubt in my mind that he was the one who turned me in for stealing. what a great day it was when they watched the store security tapes and found out it WASN'T me, but brian's little buddy drew. assholes.
naser- the store manager. he is the most patronizing motherfucker in the world. he will tell you anything you want to hear so long as it makes you shut up. whether or not he follows through tho... that's another story. if anything goes wrong and you need the store manager you can hardly ever find him as, since he's muslim, he is always in the back praying. he likes to find people's faults and beat them to death with them. he is jen's lapdog, as jen is the one who REALLY runs the show...
jen- the bitch. she's the other assistant manager, and she treats EVERYONE like shit. i called off work friday because i honestly didn't feel that i was ready to return yet and she called me everything but a white girl. i have a sneaking suspision that she's framing me up as a thief as well because i keep finding unlocked expensive games hidden in suspicious places that only i use, like the "kym drawer" where i put things like office suplies, price stickers and other things i don't want the blockbuster side to steal. i also put my hold items in there, but as a rule we are not allowed to hold expensive items as they need to move faster than say a 6.99 playstation game. this woman is evil...
and these are the clowns in the circus that is blockbuster. no wonder i went insane...