I was going through my old Halloween pictures and came upon something interesting.
Do you all remember how short my hair was this time last year? I found a picture from Veronica's Halloween party I had taken with my cell phone. Last night I took a picture of me now just so you can compare.
The left picture is terrible because it was taken on my 1mega pixel cell phone camera at night. I tried to lighten it a little so you can see it better.
Can you believe it? I knew my hair grew fast, but wow.
Anyway, I have Halloween off so I get to relax today. Finally!
Lots of things have happened since my last post. I am now assistant manager. I feel terrible for taking my fellow workers place, but when offered the position what else can I say?
>No I want to stay a cashier and refuse to gain valuable experience on my resume.
Haha, no. I took it happily thinking maybe there was a chance I would be trained and slip in easy beans.
That isn't how it went, so here is the breakdown.
I was called Thursday last week at 12pm and asked if I wanted to take a test. I found out then that the previous assistant manager messed up on the paper work and was quickly demoted. I said yes, but was very worried about the previous assistant manager. I like her and didn't want her to be upset with me.
I go into work Friday and am asked if I can come in, on my day off, and take the test for assistant manager. I agree and plan 2pm.
Saturday rolls around and I show up to work ready for some test taking. Apparently the DM was running behind and wasn't going to be there, but I was given my keys and told I was closing that night. My flaky boss ran out the door without a second glance back.
I didn't know how to close. I just remember watching the others do it. So here I am, not an assistant manager, holding keys, working with a cashier who really doesn't know how to close, attempting to do my best. We hardy had customers thankfully.
While doing the paperwork the numbers weren't matching, I was worried about what would happen, called the DM, and she told me not to worry about it since she was coming in Sunday to work the register for me while I take the test. So I shoved everything in the safe and went on my merry way.
Forgetting to clock out. On a Saturday. They send the data to payroll on Saturdays so it looked like I worked 15 hours.
I called the DM, she told me we would worry about it Sunday.
Sunday comes around and I have to open and close that day. I got there when I was supposed to, started my morning routine, which I was basically making it up since I had only seen it once. Around opening I went to the back and started on my test.
I scored a 90% on the first one and 92% on the second one.
Apparently my numbers were right on the deposit, I was just worried over nothing. My cashier came in and we cleaned the store top to bottom, 6 hours remaining. So we went through the food. We found more out of date stuff, and told the DM about it, she said we CANNOT sell old food and to throw it in the back for my boss to get rid of. The she left a nasty note and left.
Closing went better that night. I got everything in order, and we were out of there in 15 minutes.
Since then I have closed, Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday. I feel like I will be getting this closing routine down. I only open twice a month so I don't know if I will ever get that down.
It isn't bad being assistant, I don't have to work with my boss as often, which is very very nice. And I am doing just what I did when I was working cashier, this time it is what I am supposed to be doing.
Tune in tonight for some more drama in the Family.
We all know how the Swine Flu has affected a lot of people, and how terrible the symptoms are. Apparently my boss caught it (the doctor told her 30 minutes from the time she left the store, drove there, and went into his office) that she had it and had to stay out of work for 3 days. This happened Tuesday.
Thursday while I was working I disovered the candy expiration date guide and decided to look through our candy. We had some back in 2007 that was rock hard. Gross.
We also had a little friend in the store. He looks a little like this:
I've affectionately called him Malcolm. He got into that candy I took off she shelf and had himself a snack.
When my boss got back she freaked cause there was over $1000 in old candy, and she undid what the district manager told me to do and put it back on the shelf. Mouse bite marks and everything. She said it was still good.
Oh well.
If she really wants to sell bad food to customers go for it. It isn't my problem. And if asked what I did to prevent things like this I will tell them my actions were thwarted.
Malcolm is still running the store, he has evaded all the traps we have set for him and only comes out at night when no one is there to stop his snacking.
A lot has happened this last weekend. I thought my boss was fired (due to a lot of things against her, some illegal some that just made the regional manager just angry) but she overheard something from the other store and bawled on the phone to the district manager and now she isn't.
A fellow employee wanted to know: If you knew something that would get your boss fired on the spot and didn't say anything till now, a few months later, would you get in trouble for knowing and not sharing?
On a completely random side note: I burned my finger on the curling iron today and it hurts.
Ok, so I stopped by the store Tuesday afternoon, late afternoon, to see how things with with the big boss.
He hadn't shown up yet. So I was on the lookout for him while I was there checking on my schedule. I didn't want him to see me not on the clock standing in the cashier's area. Haha red mark on my status right? I managed to make it out on time though, so no worries.
I did get my hair colored, but it is salon styled right now, so no pictures till I can get my hands on it. ^_^
My boss let me come in late today for it, she said I am her best employee because I didn't get written up when big boss came in. Apparently he came in right before close and was furious that my boss had gone home early. So since he was in a bad mood to start he didn't like anything about the store. We have to work our tails off now getting things set to code. We had things too high, end-caps not set properly, displays wrong, things in the windows we shouldn't have, and let's not even go to the backroom.
I came in Wednesday to a crying boss, I just stood there thinking, and ... you want me to do what about it? I have been working here 2 months, I have very little to do with the state of the store. I feel a little bad, but come on. She went home early the day the big boss was supposed to come in. I can only give out so much sympathy to someone who knew what was going to happen.
I worked Wednesday, and today, and that is it for this week. I don't work again till Monday, maybe. I will have to stop by Saturday and get my new schedule so I can see how things are going. My boss can't take a day off, or leave early till everything it set in its place and like big boss wants them to be. She hasn't been pleasant.
Oh well ... it couldn't be called Family Dollar without the drama right?
