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jecca_mehlota) wrote2010-05-27 12:00 am
jecca_mehlota) wrote2010-05-27 12:00 am
wtf this week
It has been stupidly hot out. Hot, humid, and miserable.
To start, since the weather's taken a turn for the EXTREME, everyone's rushing in to buy 'summer' foods. Those nasty little sponge cake things for strawberry shortcake. Or angle food cakes, or sliced pound cakes, or buttermilk biscuits (which exactly one person has ever correctly named. Everyone else calls them "Bisquik biscuits" and I honestly don't see the point in correcting them), or... whatever, you name it, all also for strawberry shortcake. And, naturally, they are buying strawberries.
AND BREAD.
SO MUCH BREAD. WHAT THE HECK. The one day they did not buy out all the bread was the one day I was ready for them. And then no one bought any. Ugh. People!
So, yeah, the store's been busy and full of stupid people. I had a woman screaming at me the other night because I wouldn't take her rotisserie chicken and heat it up or mark it down for her. All I could do was helplessly tell her, I'm sorry, I can't help you, this is the bakery, I know nothing of the chicken case, you'll have to ask at the deli counter, until I was ready to just punch her and be done with it. This was right at the end of my shift after a particularly awful day. I mean, when I checked out with management, the guy on duty told me it had been such a stressful, hectic day that he wouldn't be able to care if I'd just told him my department was on fire.
Which makes today's fire alarm event a bit hilarious. (IT WASN'T MY DEPARTMENT.) Actually, nothing was on fire. Last I heard, no one knew why it had gone off. But, let me tell you, thank goodness it wasn't, because the darn alarm was so horribly loud that the deli associates and I all just stood still in shock, trying to get out heart rate back down, for a good minute. And this was about 15 minutes before my shift ended. I didn't get all the cleaning done, but I got darn close! Mostly I did everything and then just mopped up the obvious dirt marks. And then it was time to leave!
And, of course, I walk out of work an the sky has turned black on the horizon. It's only 8! What the heck? Wait - was that lightening? I call the house and ask for a quick weather check and, yep, we've actually got a severe thunderstorm warning! So much for walking home, then!
The bus arrives at 8:30. In that time, it went from miserably hot and muggy to OH MY GOD WE ARE GOING TO DIE WHERE IS THE BUS I DO NOT WANT TO BE OUT HERE AAAUGH HELP terrifying.
Strong gusts of winds started shortly after I reached the bus stop, blowing thick clouds of dust all over us. Then the lightning itself - instead of just the flashes in the clouds - turned up, and the bolts were massive. Bright, jagged streaks that arced all the way across my field of vision, followed closely by massive cracks of thunder. And then the rain fell in waves.
It was a really, really long wait for the bus.
Oh. Another customer story. There's this woman who comes in sometimes and she buys the white Italian bread! Only. That bread only has I think a two day life on our shelves? Not that it ever lasts that long, but, you know. Two days. And EVERY SINGLE TIME she comes in to buy bread, she comes up to me all bent out of shape because the bread's only got two days left on it and omg omg can't I have one of these loaves here on the backup rack? Aaugh. ALSO SLICE IT FOR ME BECAUSE I AM AN OBNOXIOUS BRAT AND DO NOT WANT ANY OF THE PRESLICED LOAVES. And sometimes she says, "oh, but I'm giving it to my friend, so I want it to last a few days," and EVERY TIME I explain to her that the sell by date is not the use by date, and that the bread will last a week or more, no problem.
But, no, she wants one of the backup loaves. Which, uh. All have the exact same sell-by date. I am slowly growing to resent her. I HAVE BETTER THINGS TO DO THAN NEEDLESSLY SLICE THIS LOAD OF BREAD. And, the thing is, if she would just say something like, I don't want a loaf of bread that has been out there being mangled by all the other idiots all day! I would be cool with it. At least then she'd be being, uh. Honest, or something, about it. LESS STUPID. SOMEHOW.
Also, the vibrating spiders are back in force. I do like them better than the trapdoor and parson spiders I was seeing earlier this month, but I'd still rather no spiders at all... There was one on my bedframe when I got home tonight! GET OUT.
ALSO, Transformers fandom members have managed to get to me, despite my knowing there was discord and doing my best to avoid it. Apparently I missed a spot. Ugh. (Actually, I am... reasonably sure that what has me going WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU is not the thing I saw something about earlier. But still! Maybe I will just take a break until the end of next month.)
... speaking of. IT IS ALMOST JUNE, YAY. Want to go to Disney now, please.
Hopefully tomorrow is a little less ridiculously hot! The plan is to go bouldering. Hopefully I do not die.
NOW IF YOU WILL EXCUSE ME I MEAN TO MAIL THIS TOMORROW AND MUST HURRY TO FINISH IT.
OH AND ALSO for no reason I can determine, my brain is a day ahead! I spent all Monday thinking it was Tuesday, all Tuesday thinking it was Wednesday, and all of today thinking it was Thursday. What? Brain, why? I mean - I have Thursday off. And I know that. And I worked today! And yet I still thought it was Thursday all day.
To start, since the weather's taken a turn for the EXTREME, everyone's rushing in to buy 'summer' foods. Those nasty little sponge cake things for strawberry shortcake. Or angle food cakes, or sliced pound cakes, or buttermilk biscuits (which exactly one person has ever correctly named. Everyone else calls them "Bisquik biscuits" and I honestly don't see the point in correcting them), or... whatever, you name it, all also for strawberry shortcake. And, naturally, they are buying strawberries.
AND BREAD.
SO MUCH BREAD. WHAT THE HECK. The one day they did not buy out all the bread was the one day I was ready for them. And then no one bought any. Ugh. People!
So, yeah, the store's been busy and full of stupid people. I had a woman screaming at me the other night because I wouldn't take her rotisserie chicken and heat it up or mark it down for her. All I could do was helplessly tell her, I'm sorry, I can't help you, this is the bakery, I know nothing of the chicken case, you'll have to ask at the deli counter, until I was ready to just punch her and be done with it. This was right at the end of my shift after a particularly awful day. I mean, when I checked out with management, the guy on duty told me it had been such a stressful, hectic day that he wouldn't be able to care if I'd just told him my department was on fire.
Which makes today's fire alarm event a bit hilarious. (IT WASN'T MY DEPARTMENT.) Actually, nothing was on fire. Last I heard, no one knew why it had gone off. But, let me tell you, thank goodness it wasn't, because the darn alarm was so horribly loud that the deli associates and I all just stood still in shock, trying to get out heart rate back down, for a good minute. And this was about 15 minutes before my shift ended. I didn't get all the cleaning done, but I got darn close! Mostly I did everything and then just mopped up the obvious dirt marks. And then it was time to leave!
And, of course, I walk out of work an the sky has turned black on the horizon. It's only 8! What the heck? Wait - was that lightening? I call the house and ask for a quick weather check and, yep, we've actually got a severe thunderstorm warning! So much for walking home, then!
The bus arrives at 8:30. In that time, it went from miserably hot and muggy to OH MY GOD WE ARE GOING TO DIE WHERE IS THE BUS I DO NOT WANT TO BE OUT HERE AAAUGH HELP terrifying.
Strong gusts of winds started shortly after I reached the bus stop, blowing thick clouds of dust all over us. Then the lightning itself - instead of just the flashes in the clouds - turned up, and the bolts were massive. Bright, jagged streaks that arced all the way across my field of vision, followed closely by massive cracks of thunder. And then the rain fell in waves.
It was a really, really long wait for the bus.
Oh. Another customer story. There's this woman who comes in sometimes and she buys the white Italian bread! Only. That bread only has I think a two day life on our shelves? Not that it ever lasts that long, but, you know. Two days. And EVERY SINGLE TIME she comes in to buy bread, she comes up to me all bent out of shape because the bread's only got two days left on it and omg omg can't I have one of these loaves here on the backup rack? Aaugh. ALSO SLICE IT FOR ME BECAUSE I AM AN OBNOXIOUS BRAT AND DO NOT WANT ANY OF THE PRESLICED LOAVES. And sometimes she says, "oh, but I'm giving it to my friend, so I want it to last a few days," and EVERY TIME I explain to her that the sell by date is not the use by date, and that the bread will last a week or more, no problem.
But, no, she wants one of the backup loaves. Which, uh. All have the exact same sell-by date. I am slowly growing to resent her. I HAVE BETTER THINGS TO DO THAN NEEDLESSLY SLICE THIS LOAD OF BREAD. And, the thing is, if she would just say something like, I don't want a loaf of bread that has been out there being mangled by all the other idiots all day! I would be cool with it. At least then she'd be being, uh. Honest, or something, about it. LESS STUPID. SOMEHOW.
Also, the vibrating spiders are back in force. I do like them better than the trapdoor and parson spiders I was seeing earlier this month, but I'd still rather no spiders at all... There was one on my bedframe when I got home tonight! GET OUT.
ALSO, Transformers fandom members have managed to get to me, despite my knowing there was discord and doing my best to avoid it. Apparently I missed a spot. Ugh. (Actually, I am... reasonably sure that what has me going WTF IS WRONG WITH YOU is not the thing I saw something about earlier. But still! Maybe I will just take a break until the end of next month.)
... speaking of. IT IS ALMOST JUNE, YAY. Want to go to Disney now, please.
Hopefully tomorrow is a little less ridiculously hot! The plan is to go bouldering. Hopefully I do not die.
NOW IF YOU WILL EXCUSE ME I MEAN TO MAIL THIS TOMORROW AND MUST HURRY TO FINISH IT.
OH AND ALSO for no reason I can determine, my brain is a day ahead! I spent all Monday thinking it was Tuesday, all Tuesday thinking it was Wednesday, and all of today thinking it was Thursday. What? Brain, why? I mean - I have Thursday off. And I know that. And I worked today! And yet I still thought it was Thursday all day.