The pacing of this day was very off. I woke up 45 minutes before I needed to wake up (5:15AM) from annoying cramps, but I knew I was going to be cramping so I didn't even bother with the trying to sleep through the pain bit and went straight for the drugs and back to bed. That was an uncomfortable 45 minutes of sleep and then I had to act like I wanted to be at work/be fairly sociable.
At store meetings I usually leave an hour in to go to Bookkeeping, but now that the part-time Bookkeeper is fully trained, that wasn't necessary. Instead I got to fitfully look at my phone clock for over an hour while having to listen to a manager talk about Front End business. I was literally planning how I would drive home and sleep for a few hours before coming back to work, down to how long I could sleep before needing to wake up and even setting the alarm on my phone. And I did just that.
I got almost three hours in and went back to work fairly irritated at the world because I had just woken up, just woken up hot and uncomfortable, just woken up hot and uncomfortable when it had been agreed upon by the two people currently residing in this house (me and Ran) that the temperature would not deviate from 76 degrees but somehow read 77 degrees.
That irritation got trumped though with one unexpected incident. A customer bought four bags of top soil and as he was exiting the alarm went off so I called out to stop him. He acted like he couldn't hear me at first but when I moved forward a bit I suppose he figured he couldn't get away without acknowledging me and turned around. I explained that I just needed to bring the cart back and see why it went off, grabbed the flat cart and started to do that, even asking if the alarm went off on him when he entered the store as that sometimes happens depending on what the customer is bringing in.
Instead of answering me and before I could get within visual view with the security camera, he tried to take the cart. When I didn't let go immediately he grabbed my wrist. My instinct was to hold on to the cart and lean away from him thus tipping the cart and its contents over. I figured if whatever he was trying to take was hidden on the cart then he wouldn't be able to pick it up after that. Well, it pissed him off I guess because before leaving he cursed me out and, while picking up one of the bags of soil said "Fine! You want it so bad...!" and ripped the bag open, dumping the contents on the ground. If I had not been at a loss for words I could have mentioned how all he just did is just destroy his own property. Or I could have thanked him for stealing from us today.
At store meetings I usually leave an hour in to go to Bookkeeping, but now that the part-time Bookkeeper is fully trained, that wasn't necessary. Instead I got to fitfully look at my phone clock for over an hour while having to listen to a manager talk about Front End business. I was literally planning how I would drive home and sleep for a few hours before coming back to work, down to how long I could sleep before needing to wake up and even setting the alarm on my phone. And I did just that.
I got almost three hours in and went back to work fairly irritated at the world because I had just woken up, just woken up hot and uncomfortable, just woken up hot and uncomfortable when it had been agreed upon by the two people currently residing in this house (me and Ran) that the temperature would not deviate from 76 degrees but somehow read 77 degrees.
That irritation got trumped though with one unexpected incident. A customer bought four bags of top soil and as he was exiting the alarm went off so I called out to stop him. He acted like he couldn't hear me at first but when I moved forward a bit I suppose he figured he couldn't get away without acknowledging me and turned around. I explained that I just needed to bring the cart back and see why it went off, grabbed the flat cart and started to do that, even asking if the alarm went off on him when he entered the store as that sometimes happens depending on what the customer is bringing in.
Instead of answering me and before I could get within visual view with the security camera, he tried to take the cart. When I didn't let go immediately he grabbed my wrist. My instinct was to hold on to the cart and lean away from him thus tipping the cart and its contents over. I figured if whatever he was trying to take was hidden on the cart then he wouldn't be able to pick it up after that. Well, it pissed him off I guess because before leaving he cursed me out and, while picking up one of the bags of soil said "Fine! You want it so bad...!" and ripped the bag open, dumping the contents on the ground. If I had not been at a loss for words I could have mentioned how all he just did is just destroy his own property. Or I could have thanked him for stealing from us today.
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