It's finally over....02:48 Oct 03 2007
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I mean I like my job as much as the next person but 11.38 hours is a little to taxing on a guy. Background... I was schedualed from 7am to 3pm... So here it is at 5am my phone rings.. My opening cashier was a no show, my breakfast manager was very sick, but thoughing it out as best as he could. so I rush my getting up and get there arround 5:30am give or take a few minutes... Now fast foward to 7am my frontend cashier is late... 1:30 late to be exact... Then when breakfast is kicking I am told there is no onions, single meat, specialty wrap, etc... basically I have squat to work with... Then after exhausting all my options (half my crew does not seem to have valid contact numbers) I call the store manager on her Only day off this week... So as to get the shit I needed picked up for me from this or that store (we are after all one company even though we compete with each other and all. )
so she gets there with all this crap, and then I get a call OER is in town... (OER is like our corperate inspection and all) and at the Drew's store...Good for him, crappy for us as that meant we most likely were in the crosshairs next... Not good on a limited crew, So then she loses it and goes on a cleaning spree. (Ok I consider our store as the cleanest in our little city, but I digress) Anyway she is in an ill mood ,etc... and I am running from here to there, etc.. doing everything I can to keep my shift running as smooth as possible. Not easy to do when your three best cashiers have left the company in the past few weeks.
Anyway she leaves right before we get into our lunch rush. So my drive thru time is suffering and all and then in the heat of it all I failed to make my am deposit so I have to run (in the literal sense) to the bank accross the circle from the store and all right in the middle of the lunch rush... Not a good move, but I had no choice.
Fastforward, it's 2 oclock and the bulk of my crew is leaving for the day and all. Then I am told we are out of our original chicken patties... so I am thinking fuck me, we have just started this whole Italian chicken stuff back up... and I call around... no one (and I mean no one has any in the district, popular fucking item I suppose) so here I am trying to get all this crap lined up and the closing manager comes in, we look at the schedual and find that from 3-4pm there is only one cashier and one kitchen person, the weakest of each posistion... (does it not end I am thinking), so I run from trying to count money, enter my am part waste counts, countdown the cashiers drawers, etc.. to drop meat, fries, etc...
Then we suck it up and all that and here it is 4pm...( so that's 2 hours over...whatever) and we find out that his second strongest kitchen person will not be in , as well as one of his other new hires is not going to be in, so he is in the same boat I was in... so here I am still running back and forth (unable to do any of my secondary job duties still... man am I beat...) So finally after the remainder of his crew gets in I am finally able to finish my counts...
Only to find out that my breakfast manager will be out sick tomorrow morning... I told his housemate that i would take care of it... (translation I'll open the store tomorrow)
And what sucks is I am the closing manager tomorrow night... So I'll have a day of it tomorrow as well....
The only brightside if any is I am off on Thurs...(my only day off this week) granted I espect to be called in... if Brian is sick again.....
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