The day started badly with the walk to the train station drenching me. My trousers, shoes and hair were soaked, so took off my jumper and used that to towel dry my hair. My colleague arrived just in time for work which stressed me out that she ran so close to time, and then the day started to get better.
I had this beautiful Spanish woman come in, mid to late 30’s, long dark hair, eyes you wanted to fall into and just the poutiest lips imaginable. I won’t start on her figure or what her mama gave her. I got a great sale, a little flirting and great deal of happiness from talking to her; she just had this great aura and it rubbed off on me.
Things we ok, then delivery came. I had to sort it out (this is normal), but it was huge. So I mentally braced myself, plugged in my headphones and got down to it. Then I had to stop within minutes of starting. My colleague is pregnant and needed to use the toilet, so I had to stay on the floor. You don’t say no to a pregnant woman, ever. Plus she is the deputy so it would be stupid to.
Eventually I managed to do about 1/3 of the work and get it sorted, then one of the girls offered to help me near the end of my shift. I only took a 20 minute break as I knew I would have too much to do, and so came back early because what I don’t do today will be work to do tomorrow. about 50 minutes left on my shift and one of the girls offers to help me with the delivery. She is good so I say yes, and we go downstairs and start blitzing it. We are over 200 units in when something clicks. The boxes were mixed. Two consignments were together and so this would mess the stock system up. It ended up that I had to go through and manually check everything off rather than using the scanner.
I ended up staying an hour later to try and fix some of this mess, and in the end the pregnant deputy had already left and the other girl told me to go home. She said she would do it and I should go as I am early again tomorrow and Sunday so it will be wise for me to get some sleep. So I left after making sure she was not alone in the area and went to get my trains.
Now for those who don’t know the UK has been hit with torrential rain, much like the stereotype that projected of English weather. This torrential rain had caught me in the morning, had been on and off all night and the ten hours I had been at work had not stopped. Guess what that had lead to? That’s right, flooding on the train, and all of the local area I live in. Trains were fucked, roads were fucked, people were fucked.
After that monumentally shit day at work, to find I had to wait over an hour to take a 4 minute train is an absolute fucking joke. This country is known to flood, known for its’ rain and known for years that this happens, because it happens every fucking year. EVERY FUCKING YEAR. I was livid by the time I got home.
I came in and said to my mother and stepfather “basically I have had the crappiest day at this job, I am angry and I am going to my room. I am going to quarantine myself before I say or do something incredibly stupid. Please just leave me in there”
About an hour ago (4 hours or so after I had left) they called me. Another delivery has shown up for me to do in the morning. Joyous
There were questions I didn’t answer, I have just stayed in here. I considered posting then, but I was shaking. So I let the anger pass and what has been left? Feeling helpless and just shit. Because tomorrow I have to sort out this mess. About an hour ago (4 hours or so after I had left) they called me. Another delivery has shown up for me to do in the morning. Joyous. So more for me. I am drowning (physically and metaphorically).
Oh and this bitch, this chick who I was tight with for 8 years and then basically blew me off when she got a boyfriend so I cut her out about 9 months ago goes and likes my status on Facebook. About 2 months ago she made her profile limited so I can’t see more than her profile pictures, and she goes and likes my status to try and initiate some sort of contact. When she texted me in December I was cordial but cold. She said “I miss you” and I did not acknowledge it. Bitch dropped me like a used tissue, so she can go fuck herself. Made my day worse, these trivial games one plays.
Tomorrow holds more of the same. But with no mid, and I am with the ditsiest girl I know. If I don’t throttle her I will deserve a medal. Oh and one of the other girls noted that I was annoyed and mentioned it, even though she knew the madness that was going on, and proceeded to ask me stupid questions, including asking me if her questions were stupid. I normally am nice, but today I told her her questions were completely asinine and she needed to work it out rather than ask me. Oh and your hair looks stupid today. I think she was so taken aback at me not being me she nearly fell over.
Well that was a stream and a half. It has now just gone 8pm, time for me to sleep so I can get up before dawn to go to work. Go Team. Team MMS is a fucking irrational idiot.
Oh I forgot, I also now haven’t kept up my list challenge. Seems pointless now that I won’t be doing it today. Another failure to add to the ever growing list of an accounting and finance graduate doing a job someone with A levels. Or even less.