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vanillafluffyOkey-dokie. FPL is paid. First thing I did this morning after reaching for the caffeine and Excedrin. BIG sigh of relief!
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missybrat for Sunday afternoon---shopping after church, yay!
Found out at work yesterday that we're all facing mandatory overtime next week. Mine is a week from tomorrow. I'm not overly thrilled, but wtf, it's money.
Also going on there: I'm being reassigned. Same department, I hasten to add, but answering fashion calls instead of casual. The way it works is, apparel is divided into three categories, casual, fashion and footwear. Everyone has a primary category of calls they get---mine has been casual ever since this system went into effect---and a backup, mine being fashion---and the third category we only get calls for when there are no primaries or backups available. So in fashion, I'm going to be backing up footwear, and I'm fucking pissed.
Yes, I can imagine your shock. Fluffy, unhappy about shoes? Not shoes, FOOTWEAR. We have FitNazi---athletic shoes, the callers are insane sports fanatics and I could not fucking care less. There's Bunions R Us; I have never had a call from anyone under 60 for these people. They're stubborn and/or senile and make the Geezer Britches callers look downright reasonable. Butch Boots...them I don't mind so much, because most of the time, they love the product. Major problem here is people whose their kids swiped their credit cards and ordered custom boots. And then there's another company that just launched last month, I don't even have a name for them yet! But NONE of them have cute shoes, shoes *I* can wear, and I am really dreading the whole damn thing.
I'm GOOD at casual, damn it! I don't mind fashion, I back up for them now, and the ONLY good thing about this mess is that it means I'll be included in the LeSnobbi training later this month. (They stopped including the backups in training in spring, and it really hurt. They give such juicy loot!) Other than that? Ugh! I hate footwear! *scowl*
Oh, and that also means I have a new supervisor. I'll really miss Sweetie Boss! The gal I'll be under...I know her from when she was a rep, and I like her as a person, but I'm concerned as to what kind of supervisor she'll be. I'm worried that this is a machination of Uber-Boss to get rid of me.
Meanwhile, yesterday was White Trash Queen training, very disappointing: No gifts, no snacks, and the broad sitting next to me just plain didn't give a fuck.
Damn, I'm ready for another long weekend!
Making plans with
missybrat for Sunday afternoon---shopping after church, yay! Found out at work yesterday that we're all facing mandatory overtime next week. Mine is a week from tomorrow. I'm not overly thrilled, but wtf, it's money.
Also going on there: I'm being reassigned. Same department, I hasten to add, but answering fashion calls instead of casual. The way it works is, apparel is divided into three categories, casual, fashion and footwear. Everyone has a primary category of calls they get---mine has been casual ever since this system went into effect---and a backup, mine being fashion---and the third category we only get calls for when there are no primaries or backups available. So in fashion, I'm going to be backing up footwear, and I'm fucking pissed.
Yes, I can imagine your shock. Fluffy, unhappy about shoes? Not shoes, FOOTWEAR. We have FitNazi---athletic shoes, the callers are insane sports fanatics and I could not fucking care less. There's Bunions R Us; I have never had a call from anyone under 60 for these people. They're stubborn and/or senile and make the Geezer Britches callers look downright reasonable. Butch Boots...them I don't mind so much, because most of the time, they love the product. Major problem here is people whose their kids swiped their credit cards and ordered custom boots. And then there's another company that just launched last month, I don't even have a name for them yet! But NONE of them have cute shoes, shoes *I* can wear, and I am really dreading the whole damn thing.
I'm GOOD at casual, damn it! I don't mind fashion, I back up for them now, and the ONLY good thing about this mess is that it means I'll be included in the LeSnobbi training later this month. (They stopped including the backups in training in spring, and it really hurt. They give such juicy loot!) Other than that? Ugh! I hate footwear! *scowl*
Oh, and that also means I have a new supervisor. I'll really miss Sweetie Boss! The gal I'll be under...I know her from when she was a rep, and I like her as a person, but I'm concerned as to what kind of supervisor she'll be. I'm worried that this is a machination of Uber-Boss to get rid of me.
Meanwhile, yesterday was White Trash Queen training, very disappointing: No gifts, no snacks, and the broad sitting next to me just plain didn't give a fuck.
Damn, I'm ready for another long weekend!