Today was..I don't even know how to describe it. Middle of the morning, my two bosses pull me aside and take me into the office. There they had money, checks and credit card slips stacked in neat piles on the desk and they proceed to tell me that they have been "watching" the till lately, and yesterday it was $70 short.
According to them, they marked money, 20's, and two of them were missing. Okay, that makes 40 bucks, so where is the other 30? apparently 3 10's were gone, they don't know, they didn't mark those. And they are looking right at me.
Like, what the fuck? I told them I can take $70 out of my purse and give it to them, if that's what will make them happy. They could also check any cash I have, to see if I have any "marked" bills. Then they tell me that last week, one of their buddies was in and paid with a $50, and later, that $50 was gone. I reminded them that they had taken money out of the till to get supplies with, but had never put a paid out slip back in so I had no idea what they had taken out. They kind of grumbled about that, I checkmated them on that one. But they all but said I was stealing money, and they don't know what to do about it.
What the hell. Work your ass off for a company, including a lot of Saturdays so THEY can go fishing (including last Saturday, which was my birthday) and this is the thanks you get. I told them that on any given day 5 to 7 people are working the till, so don't you DARE pin it on me. I was told I would be "watched". Ok, fine. So if the other people I work with screw the till up and give someone back too much change, and I don't know about it, it's still my fault?
I don't think so. Time to go job hunting I think. Times are tough, but I've been down before and bounced back. There must be a place where hard work and dedication is appreciated. Fuck this shit.
For those of you who have kept up with my mouse drama, you can now add another element to it. Yesterday afternoon when I was at home relaxing, I glance at the wall where most of the mouse activity had happened, and where I placed a few glue traps. I thought I saw something in one of them, and got up to check.
As I got closer, I thought, hell, what's that green thread on the glue trap? Then I thought, wait a minute, that's not a green thread....IT'S A FUCKING SNAKE!
Yes folks, the serpents have invaded. I had a little garter snake, probably just a baby, about 10 inches long, stuck to the glue trap. What the hell? Where does a snake come from? I'd never heard of one roaming around loose in this building. Several years back, some tenants were found to have snuck a big old boa constrictor in, and were promptly evicted...no snakes allowed here. My little guy was still alive, as he wound the tip of his tail around my finger when I picked the glue trap up.
I told the apartment manager about it, and he was very blase. Apparently several units in the building are being renovated after many years, and the construction has stirred up all sorts of things. I've had about six mice, and now the snake. He assured me there had been snakes in other apartments here too, but somehow that didn't make me feel any better.
Cripes, I'm like Crocodile Dundee around here now, wrangling critters. Well, at least they're not crawling up through the toilet bowl and biting my ass. That's probably next.
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No joke- my sis had a possum in her toilet. She found it there when she walked in. Small, could not get out.
And I have had two die under my trailer, or in the insulation under the floor, wall. Stinks to high heaven.
O.o
Seems possums have a thing for us.
And I hate freaking snakes. Ewww..
A few days ago,I had a mouse climb onto my book while I was reading it! Brave little stinker! I looked at him and said "What are you doing?" And he blinked at me a couple of times and then walked away!
I came home today to a bird flying frantically through my house, all my cats wheeling ion tandem under it. ... It had decided it would try to build a nest in the vent over my stove ... and fell through and could not get out.
>.>
Do you have ANY idea how much shit a distressed bird produces?
Well, Crickey! LOL!
Were you kind enough to put the lil' critter back outside?
He was pretty well stuck to the glue trap. I put him and the trap in the trash.
Let me set this up for you. First of all, for the last week or so, my kismet has been: "If you're dead, I'm your bitch." I get people messaging me saying how funny that is.
Today, I go to look at my last 10, and who has been looking at my profile....Aracon.
I'm telling you, I nearly wet myself laughing. The irony is absolutely hilarious.
Thank you, madam, for supplying me with a much-needed laugh. Don't let anyone tell you you aren't good for a laugh around here!
I have never seen so much brouhaha as I have on Facebook regarding the new Dark Shadows movie. Old timers who remember the soap (such as myself) were thrilled to hear that Tim Burton was directing and Johnny Depp would play Barnabas. But now, with the release of the teaser trailer, people are actually pissing themselves over this.
It looks like a comedy! Now I realize that the trailer is only a small bit of the whole film, but golly gee. I think we were hoping for an affectionate pastiche, not an out and out parody. Still, I will withhold complete judgement until I have seen the film.
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I'm sticking the to the comment I made in my journal- it's vampires for the austin Powers set. And I am old enough to remember the original AND the remake just like you, and this is going to blow chucnks. you know how it goes- the trailers take the best parts. And I just KNOW someone from the original show is gonna show up somewhere in there....
The old black and white show was my first taste of the darker side. Mom would watch it late, after all 5 kids in bed, it was her treat to herself if my dad was on the road. I would get up to pee, and she would let me climb up on the couch, lay and watch with her till I went back to sleep.
:) So many great memories from that show.
Really hope they don't ruin it.
Yeah, the stills made it look like it was going to be a fantastic updating. The trailer makes it look like a 'let's do a Willy Wonka vampire movie!' I'll wait until more trailers come out but that first one does not bode well.....
As far as I'm concerned, it already is ruined- the trailer alone was enough to make me gag.
I was extremely industrious yesterday and cleaned the hell out of my apartment, mostly the front room and dining room. After watching Hoarders, I really didn't like that I was starting to pile and stack things up instead of putting them away...probably the result of coming home too tired to give a crap where stuff went. So yesterday I decided to do a cleaning purge, and made about 12 trips to the trash room.
This morning, I'm sitting here at the computer and all of a sudden a mouse pops out from around the corner of the wall behind the sofa. It looked at me and scooted back from whence it came. What the fuck! All the cleaning and moving furniture must have stirred something up, or else some random rodent got in with the heatwave we are having (supposed to be 75 this week, yikes!).
I put down more poison and sticky traps, then sat down to watch some tv. Not a half hour had gone by when I heard this rattling and squeaking, and I looked down at the corner of the wall and there he was, stuck to the glue trap and wailing his little head off. He was right next to the phone wires at the base of the floor and I could just see that little fucker chewing through them from pure spite, so I got up, got my spatula from the kitchen, scooped up mouse and trap and all and plopped him into the trash, which I then took to the trash room.
Ran into a couple other people in the hallway on their way to the trash room too. I told them I had a live mouse on a glue trap. "No way man, really? shit! a mouse?" this guy was such a stoner. "Yep," I told him. "Sixth mouse this year....so far." "Holy shit! THAT many mice? In this building?" No, you jackwagon, in my apartment.
Anyway, rodent disposed of, apartment cleaned. Better now.
I won't be able to sing with the band tomorrow night after all. Late in the day my boss informed me that tomorrow after work we have to deliver a smoke order...that is, a houseful of clothes and other things we have cleaned for a family that had a house fire. These things usually take hours because there is just two of us delivering it back, there is a ton of stuff, and the family just stands around looking and not offering to help.
That's the way things go, I guess. I will now crawl off for some self-indulgent moping.
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:: hug ::
:(
Oh, poop indeed! And thank gad house fires don't happen so often! (unless your boss is a arsonist)!!!
Yesterday at work a guy came in who I knew played in a jazz/blues combo a couple nights a week in addition to his regular job. I joked with him and asked him how his group would like a female singer, and he asked me what blues songs I knew.
Ok, I know about as much about blues as I do the economy of Uruguay. I said "How about some Lena Horne?" and he said ok, so I launched into a torchy a capella version of Stormy Weather. (There wasn't anyone else in the place at the time, otherwise I wouldn't have dared do it.)
He listened interestedly then said "You know, you have a voice. Come sit in with us Wednesday night." and he handed me his business card.
I about fell over. Everyone sings in the shower and into the hairbrush, or fools around with karaoke. Me, I never did, and now I'm wetting myself.
I'll go, and see what happens. Check this space next week for an update.
This kind of thing only happens to me. I was in the bank today, doing some business for my boss. Ahead of me was some middle aged lady, and there was a guy behind me. All of a sudden, in one of those moments where there is dead silence, the woman in front of me FARTS. I mean a loud one. The back of her dress blew out, it was so strong.
For a few seconds, nothing happened. Then the guy behind me said, "I think someone lost a duck."
That convulsed me. I started laughing so hard I cried. The woman finished her business and slunk away in shame, and when I stepped up to the window, the teller brought out a can of air freshener and squirted it.. The other tellers were giggling, and the guy behind me was wiping his eyes. I mean it was a LOUD honk, and the smell was horrendous.
Lost a duck, hell. Sounded like her whole digestive system backfired.
But, damn, why do I get in the middle of these things? I just tend to have weird things happen to me at the strangest times. I dunno what it is.
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LMFAO!! Poor lady though...
Did any of the fake plants start wilting?
LOL!
Welcome to the Wierdo Magnet Club.
Kid you not I'm literally LOLing over here!
*ahem*
Doesn't she know how to crop dust in silence?
You save those for WalMart....
Hilarious ! Don't forget to take a snifter hanky when you go shopping next time!
Hahahahaha!
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Isis101
00:59 Mar 28 2012
Wow...I am at a loss after reading this. Why is it that some dumbfucks have good employees, and insist on shitting on them?
I hope you find something better, ie more money and some respect!
chrysanthemia
02:40 Mar 28 2012
5 days from now this would make a decent April Fool's joke. But they're serious? Jesus, that in itself is a fucking joke.
RedQueen
18:34 Mar 28 2012
Find a new job. There is no way you should have to go to ground for this one sugar- they ride you for overtime, put you through so much shit with their parents and kids, eat p your free time, have everybody and their brother on that till, including that whiny bitch of a daughter, and she's the one MY money is on, and this is how they act? Fuck em, and you know things while go straight to hell the moment you walk out that door.
I should do the same, but there are too many other things that still work with my job to make it worth my while to leave. But it is gonna take one more thing, and out is where I am going.
I'm sorry- I know how insulting this kind of thing can be- I wish I could bitch slap these people for you.
HAWK2K
05:07 Mar 29 2012
go Milton (office space) on them....
that will show them.
:P
Requiem
12:50 Mar 29 2012
::hug:: Fuckers.
Vampirewitch39
20:12 Mar 30 2012
Wow, what asses. Wishing you the best on the new job hunt, or even just freaking proving to them you are not a thief.
NLW
22:25 Apr 02 2012
They've pulled that crap on me at work too-everybody and their dog working the till but it's my fault? No way, man!