Oh I have been waiting all week for Friday. Now I wish I could just crawl into bed and never get up again.
I got Myst V (finally) and have played through it a bit, but all the little twisties are making me feel sick. I figured from the demo that would happen. So far I’ve only played it for about 5 hours in the last three days. You know, since I have so much free time now.
Today they came to fix the oven that kept trying to break down yesterday. But of course it worked just fine so they couldn’t do anything about it yet. Thanks to interference the bread was crap that I baked today. Meh. Nothing was going right today either.
I was so upset about this whole week that I actually cried when I found out there was NO pasta and NO soups. I have one little hot plate to work with here and the cold season…yeah we need those things in mass quantities. I’m tired of nothing getting done about the night crew and their fucking laziness. At least I got off early today, we were thankfully slow, so it wasn’t much of an issue.
I apparently screwed up at my other job too. Well, being relatively new, I didn’t know what the heck was going on when I took this guy’s order. He never told me he had started another order with someone else, just that they were supposed to call him after our systems came back up and they didn’t. So right from the start he was ticked off and I had to deal with it. So I take his order (two days ago, mind you) and he orders this thing that pops up with a notification that it is not currently in stock, but will be on this date, which was actually passed already, so I didn’t mention it. He wanted to put his order on two cards, which I couldn’t do without outside assistance as the system doesn’t allow that. The girl who originally took his order called him to tell him one of his cards was declined, how she got the email when I sent it out is beyond me…
So he calls ME back, bitching about that, and wanting his stuff overnighted on the original credit card. Fine, I did that. Case closed, or so I thought. He called back today to say he didn’t get it, and he talked to the supervisor and that’s when I find out that the notification I got means that we still don’t have that item and we don’t know when it’s going to be there. I’m supposed to know that? No, actually I’m not, thankfully. Well I do now. She was mad at first that neither one of us could get this guy’s order in properly, but then she found out why. I’m just glad he’s taken care of once and for all cos I would have refused to deal with him any further. Being yelled at twice by the same person when I’m doing all I can, and know how to do, is not my idea of a great time. Especially not during this Hell Week I’ve had.
It got slow so I went home a few minute early to HOORAY start my weekend. Tweek’s net is giving him crap so I haven’t seen him most of this week, which contributed to my all around bad mood this week. Of course it all comes to a head today and now he’s mad at me.
I think…*sigh* I just can’t win it seems.
Matthew got bitten by another kid at daycare yesterday. It’s still red. I stayed relatively calm about the whole thing when today the woman in charge at the time explained to me what happened, and that this kid has done this before and that his parents have been told many times but nothing changes. And why wasn’t I told there was a dangerous kid in this room? That boy could have bitten him through the skin! Not to mention why that kid is even allowed to continue going there with his repeatedly abusive behavior. Hopefully he has learned to stay away from that boy.
I’m going to go crawl into bed and die cry now…