So Many Things to Say

Well, these past few days have been filled with the usual bullshit Target spews out, so let's begin.

On Thursday, I was cashiering and it sucked, of course. It was so fucking boring. I told Sharon that I was only available to 9:30, but I could stay until 10 and leave RIGHT AT 10! So when 10 rolls around, I help Sara with the defectives. We take our time so we don't have to help the floor. So after we are done with that (10:15ish) I go up to Sharon and tell her I'm leaving. Nope, she told me to do the cart of housewares returns before I leave. So I took the cart, went and did most of it, and hid the stuff I couldn't find. HEHE! After that I went and told Sharon I was leaving, and she let me go.
But earlier in the day, I was giving Sara a break at the service desk. This guy called in and said, "I bought a microwave there today, and it doesn't fit." I'm thinking What the fuck do you want me to do about it!? He then told me he needed a 400 watt microwave. So I ask him if he saw any on the shelf when he bought the other one. "I can't understand you!" So I repeated, "Do you want me to see if we carry any 400 watt microwaves!?" He kept saying that he couldn't understand me, and then topped it off with, "What are you doing, chewing on the telephone!? I can't understand you!" I was getting really pissed off, because of course it's my fault he has a shitty phone. So I said, "Do...You...Want...Me...To check...If...We...Have...400 watt microwaves? He yells, "Yes!" So I check, NOPE! So I told him that and hung up the phone. Why the fuck was that directed to Guest Service anyway, that should've been transferred to housewares. What a fucking asshole!
As I was cashiering, Sharon came by and told us there was prizes for getting Target cards. Dexi was right behind me, and she said, "Thanks Sharon" in the most sarcastic way. I couldn't help but laugh.
Also that day, we got our schedules for the 3rd week...FUCK! I have 4 shifts, one of which is Guest Service and it's 4 fucking hours on Sunday! 4 fucking hours! Thanks for nothing! Then of course I cashier Wednesday, 2 to fucking close! Then on Thursday it 5:15 to 9:30 cashiering and Saturday 11:30 to 3:45 cashiering. This really fucking sucks because all of the head cashiers are getting all the hours up there so they can have 40 hours a week. Fuck them!

That was all on Thursday, and next is Friday:

I was in Guest Service, no really crabby people so I've got no stories. :( It was so dead. There was barely any people in the fucking store. Thank God! When I first got there, Kari was working. I swear you cannot talk to her. She won't let you say one god damn thing. First of all, she's telling a story, and when she's done, I begin to tell a similar one, but as soon as I say a couple of words, she starts with a new story. It fucking got on my nerves!

So today I wasn't supposed to work, but I took Phyllis's shift from 6-close in Guest Service. I only take Guest Service shifts because as you know I hate cashiering. Hopefully it will be fun. The weekend always brings out the worst in people. I'm not looking forward to closing, it will suck. Maybe I can try sneaking out. Hmm...You didn't hear that from me!

And tomorrow I cashier 1:30 to 7, so that will suck.

Everyone have fun this weekend! God knows I will!