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edenfallingSince Lemme-Tell-Ya is off the schedule for the foreseeable future, we are running notably short-staffed. I meant to go in a little early today to compensate for that (and also since Mondays are busy-busy-busy until about 5pm, after which they are dead as a doornail), but Landlord Dude was in the front yard raking leaves as I left my apartment, and we talked about getting the storm window up from the basement sometime in the next week or two, and that killed my little bumper of extra time. Oops. I will try again tomorrow.
The P&K delivery arrived right in the middle of cashup, because of course that was more inconvenient than arriving on Friday. This is Murphy's Law of Deliveries in action. *sigh* Checking it in, pricing the items, and putting them on the shelves became my evening project, because see above in re: Monday evenings being dead time.
Aside from that, we got things done in pretty good order. Some things ran a bit later than they do when we have fuller staffing, but I figured if all else failed, I could just stay until 8:45 or something and finish some back room tasks after I'd locked the doors and closed out the cash register and lotto terminal. I forgot to tell that to Melodrama, though, which in retrospect was a mistake -- she got stressed, and she doesn't react well to stress.
For instance, Melodrama got prickly at Sweetheart today. That's not personal -- she just responds to stress by spazzing and/or getting prickly -- but it can and does come off badly if you don't know her. Sometimes even if you do know her, she can get to you... though that is more Sweetheart's problem than mine. Sweetheart tends to take any expressions of negativity very personally even if she consciously knows they aren't meant that way.
Now that I think about it, I don't seem to take a lot of my coworkers' actions and words seriously on a personal level. Or at least, I take them as reactions to what I do, not to who I am, and attacks on one's actions are a lot less personally painful than attacks on one's sense of self. That type of flaw is potentially fixable, you see.
But anyway, Melodrama is not used to being alone in the store, since she doesn't open or close, so when Sweetheart wants to leave early (often after a shift that has been lengthened by a couple hours to cover other people's lapses), she doesn't react well. Kind of, "But you can't abandon me! What if this, what if that, there's so much left to do!" Sweetheart finds this unfair, since Melodrama frequently gets to leave early herself in the afternoons, and also she opens the store on her own which is a very time-sensitive procedure involving a lot of customers all at once in the first half hour. (I swear to god, they collect outside the doors and stare at you, as if they can psychically make coffee brew faster and the clock skip ahead.) Sweetheart also doesn't feel that Melodrama is giving enough weight to her childcare woes versus Melodrama's own family issues and errands.
I hate playing mediator. :-(
In other smoke shop news, I don't know my schedule for Wednesday yet! I am picking up my rental car at 10am and hopefully leaving Ithaca by 10:30am -- that is non-negotiable -- but I may or may not be working before that. We are trying to see if Ms. Conviviality can come open the smoke shop, but if she can't, I will work 7-9:30am so that Boss Lady doesn't have to work 7am-8pm. (Sweetheart said we should just close at 6pm that day, which sounds reasonable to me, but I forgot to mention it when Boss Lady dropped by the store this evening on her way home from Elmira.)
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Cascadilla Creek was iced half over for the second day running. Winter sure is arriving hard and fast this year. Tuesday will be cold, Wednesday will be cold and full of water falling from the sky in various forms, and Thursday is currently forecast for a high of 21F. Brrrr!
I'm glad I'll be down in New Jersey for Thanksgiving. :-)
The P&K delivery arrived right in the middle of cashup, because of course that was more inconvenient than arriving on Friday. This is Murphy's Law of Deliveries in action. *sigh* Checking it in, pricing the items, and putting them on the shelves became my evening project, because see above in re: Monday evenings being dead time.
Aside from that, we got things done in pretty good order. Some things ran a bit later than they do when we have fuller staffing, but I figured if all else failed, I could just stay until 8:45 or something and finish some back room tasks after I'd locked the doors and closed out the cash register and lotto terminal. I forgot to tell that to Melodrama, though, which in retrospect was a mistake -- she got stressed, and she doesn't react well to stress.
For instance, Melodrama got prickly at Sweetheart today. That's not personal -- she just responds to stress by spazzing and/or getting prickly -- but it can and does come off badly if you don't know her. Sometimes even if you do know her, she can get to you... though that is more Sweetheart's problem than mine. Sweetheart tends to take any expressions of negativity very personally even if she consciously knows they aren't meant that way.
Now that I think about it, I don't seem to take a lot of my coworkers' actions and words seriously on a personal level. Or at least, I take them as reactions to what I do, not to who I am, and attacks on one's actions are a lot less personally painful than attacks on one's sense of self. That type of flaw is potentially fixable, you see.
But anyway, Melodrama is not used to being alone in the store, since she doesn't open or close, so when Sweetheart wants to leave early (often after a shift that has been lengthened by a couple hours to cover other people's lapses), she doesn't react well. Kind of, "But you can't abandon me! What if this, what if that, there's so much left to do!" Sweetheart finds this unfair, since Melodrama frequently gets to leave early herself in the afternoons, and also she opens the store on her own which is a very time-sensitive procedure involving a lot of customers all at once in the first half hour. (I swear to god, they collect outside the doors and stare at you, as if they can psychically make coffee brew faster and the clock skip ahead.) Sweetheart also doesn't feel that Melodrama is giving enough weight to her childcare woes versus Melodrama's own family issues and errands.
I hate playing mediator. :-(
In other smoke shop news, I don't know my schedule for Wednesday yet! I am picking up my rental car at 10am and hopefully leaving Ithaca by 10:30am -- that is non-negotiable -- but I may or may not be working before that. We are trying to see if Ms. Conviviality can come open the smoke shop, but if she can't, I will work 7-9:30am so that Boss Lady doesn't have to work 7am-8pm. (Sweetheart said we should just close at 6pm that day, which sounds reasonable to me, but I forgot to mention it when Boss Lady dropped by the store this evening on her way home from Elmira.)
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Cascadilla Creek was iced half over for the second day running. Winter sure is arriving hard and fast this year. Tuesday will be cold, Wednesday will be cold and full of water falling from the sky in various forms, and Thursday is currently forecast for a high of 21F. Brrrr!
I'm glad I'll be down in New Jersey for Thanksgiving. :-)
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Date: 2013-11-27 03:34 am (UTC)I am less bothered by excessive cold than excessive heat, generally speaking, but that doesn't mean I actually LIKE either extreme. Something right around 65-70F (18-22C, give or take) is my ideal. :-)