MY LIFE - NOVEMBER

Monday, November 27, 2000

We had a call off today. We had a pissy tech today. We had a stressed pharmacist and a stressed tech today. We had a wholesale order that had barely been touched sitting near the drive-thru. We had customers all over the place today.

Today was not a good day and some of the people I work with did nothing to help me feel any different. I knew the day was in trouble when my pager vibrated its way off the ledge it was sitting on and into a box. I recovered it, called my voicemail, and was not surprised to hear Steve's voice in the message. He wanted me to call him at the store right away.

I called and was informed that Paul had called off and that if I could come in early, it would be great. This was 11am, so I told him that I'd get there as soon as I could, but it probably wouldn't be before 12:15. He said thank you and I hung up. Unfortunately, I just sat there for a minute wondering why I had agreed to come in early to what was probably a mad house.

I got to work around 12:30 and was immediately covering breaks before being told to try and work on the order if at all possible. I did work on the order, but I was also the one who got to cover drive-thru today since everyone else was backed up. I'd get a couple things done, then a line of cars would come through drive-thru, then I'd get one more done, then another line.

That's something that I don't understand about drive-thru either. How is it that the drive-thru is empty one minute, then you see a car pull up and there are five cars behind it? How is that possible? Are all these people working on the same wavelength of everyone else or something? It just amazes me and it was starting to peturb me a little bit, but not a lot.

I eventually got the stuff we needed to get out of the way done, but there was still a lot of stuff that needed to be put away. That had to wait however since we kept getting lines in drive-thru and everywhere else. Linda came in early, but she didn't do any ringing at all, meaning that I had to do three things at once, and that doesn't include how much I was trying to answer the phone.

This wasn't good enough for Joanne though. At one point after getting off the phone, she was pitching a fit about how no one else answers the phone and that it would be nice if everyone else would start answering the phone. This despite the fact that everyone else was trying to answer the phone while doing other things at the same time. It isn't easy and she isn't exactly a pro at it either.

She just isn't that popular with most everyone there and I'm seeing why. She acts like she knows everything and seems to think that it's her pharmacy. She has a history of going around and bossing people around, both pharmacists and techs. She has a serious ego problem and she better not try to fuck with me because I will not tolerate it from her.

Anyhow, it was nuts for much of the day, not really slowing down until around 8pm when it just completely died out It went from being a madhouse where we could barely breath to being a ghost town. Nothing was going on and I probably could've left early, but you never know if there's going to be a rush or not.

The worst thing that could've happened is I could've become frazzled like a couple of the people I was working with. That didn't happen. I didn't lose my cool over the phones ringing and I didn't go nuts over the customers either. If anything, I was pissy at Joanne for pitching a fit when it wasn't necessary or valid. The only thing that accomplished was she got more people mad at her and she's already in a deep hole.

What can you do besides shrug your shoulder and let things play out the way they end up going. As long as I don't get involved, things will be fine for me. This isn't my problem and I don't intend to make it mine.

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I'm tired again so this is not going to be my best entry that I've ever written. It's funny about my entries because one day I can write on and on without any problem, then the next day I can't write for shit and I end up bullshitting half the entry anyway. There's a lot I can write about, I guess I just don't want to write about sentimental things all the time or get too deep into too many subjects.

Let's face it. You can only take so much reading about how nice snow is before you want to take a big handful of snow and just shove it in my face and wipe it all around while telling me to just shut the fuck up about how wonderful snow is.

I know the truth. You can't hide it from me. It's there when I ask what you thought about the entry. Sure, you may have told me you liked it, but how do I know for sure that you're not secretly trying to figure out where I live so you can plant a bomb and finally shut me up. Of course, I could just be losing my sanity a little bit and be going through a lot of stress, but I'll never admit that.

Well, the stress I'd admit because that's something everyone goes through. I'm sane though.

Anyway, I was talking about how I have a lot I could talk about but don't for any number of reasons. Sometimes I don't want to sound like I'm bragging about myself or I don't want it to appear that I hold myself high above everyone else. I don't so I don't have a lot to say about myself except on a few of my tendencies and what's happened in my past.

I've always been like this and don't want to change. I don't have any real enemies for a reason. I don't give people a lot of reasons to dislike me.

Well, if you're really nasty, then you might hate me anyway. If that's the case, then I'll have to bribe you with something.