Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Oh, work drama.

Fucking. Schizo.

Kris is at it again. She was super-pleasant all morning. Then out of nowhere she started laying all this shit on me about how certain supervisors and assistants were annoying her and going into detail about it.

These people did nothing wrong.

Yeah. Rene is leaving. Big fucking deal. She acts like it's a goddamn personal attack or something. "She has a bad attitude."

YOU HAVE A BAD ATTITUDE! THAT and her severely low pay is WHYYYYY she's leaving!

Then she went into this spiel about how Joseph was 'fucking everything up' yesterday by handing her two copies of some document I know nothing about. I'm a lowly associate. HELLOOOO. From what I could gather, you should just take one of the fucking documents and shred the fucking other one or something! And ya know what? He's fucking brand new! So sorry that he didn't pick up every goddamn thing he's supposed to do in the entire store within two fucking weeks.

This makes sense to none of you. Honestly, most of the shit Kris freaks out about doesn't make sense to anyone else, either.

Then this was amazing. Joe likes to buy us Starbucks sometimes just to be nice. He gets our orders and brings them back into the stockroom. I heard him say something about them forgetting the straw in Kris' drink when he came back in. He sets it on the desk, she finds it and asks in a VERY condescending tone, "What am I supposed to do, snort this?!"

0_o OH. MY. FUCKING. GOD. HOW CAN A PERSON REACT LIKE THAT TO A FREE OVERPRICED BEVERAGE?!?! He said something to her like, "Well, walk your little buns over there and get yourself a straw," in a lighthearted manner. And that was that. Then I had to drive Kris to the bank to make the deposit 'cause her boyfriend drove her into work that day. When we got back, Kris headed straight to the stockroom and Joe pulled me aside and started bitching about how her reaction was completely uncalled for and saying shit like he'll leave and not give it a second thought because she's such a heinous cunt sometimes. So he asked me to man the floor while he went back there to bitch her out. HEH.

See if you ever get a free coffee ever again, you crime.

Kris is ridiculous. I really can't stand her anymore. She wants that goddamn store manager position SOOOO bad, but if she keeps stressing out about the TINY STORE so badly and taking her shit out on everyone else, she's not going to get it. And I really fucking hope she doesn't. Steve will see through her bullshit and outsource someone else. And then she'll leave. She told us she would. It'll be glory.

I can't believe her fucking nerve sometimes. She actually talked shit about Angel to me the other day. YOU DON'T DO THAT.

"I really hope I get the store because I'm building a great team and I'm sick of all these bad managers who up and leave, like the last one."

UMMMM-UHHH!!! NO! You know why Angel's so great? She runs a 7 million dollar store and manages about 40+ employees and doesn't fucking FREAK OUT or have gnarly moodswings or blow up at co-workers, and still somehow maintains the most positive and chipper attitude I've ever had the pleasure of working under. THANK YOU VERY MUCH, Miss "I run a tiny little store with an average hourly traffic of 10 people but freak out constantly in front of anyone."

Sorry if they offered her more salary to come back than your precious Perry Ellis could have dreamed of offering. What the fuck would you have done?!?

Panicpanicpanic always. You know what? I'm responsible for maintaining that teeny little stockroom with more backstock than we can handle, which you freak out about every time you look at it, but am *I* freaking out? NO! IT'S NOT A BIG DEAL!

It's not the goddamn crisis situation you imagine it to be! NOTHING IN THAT STORE IS. YOU are the sole fucking reason I'm stressed about my job at all!

FUCK.

*seethes*

I really wish I could just fucking blow up on people sometimes. I really, really do.

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