Domestic Geek

I swear, just when you think you've seen it all, they do something even more stupid and unbelievable. The dork I ran into yesterday that was making my dough managed to crash the computers last night. In trying to restore from backups, he lost three days of data. He didn't print the daily summary on Saturday night, either, so there is no record of Saturday's sales. So, have they been doing the nightly backups wrong? Did he do the restore wrong? Did he use the wrong backup disk? Who knows? All this while the head manager is on vacation. He'll be thrilled when he gets back on Sunday ( and yes, I know how to read a calendar and know he's back on Sunday).

At the other store, the head manager came in just as I was finishing up. As I don't normally make dough on Mondays, he was surprised to see me. He shouldn't have been. Since he had to downstack the dough made yesterday, he should've been able to tell that the normal Sundy amount of dough hadn't been made.

I swear that nobody in management at either store has any amount of common sense.

I went back to work today, kindof. I got to work at 2:30 a.m., but couldn't get started until after 3 because even though sales were sucky, the managers were still at both stores and I had to wait until one of them left. So I did the dough at one store and when I went to the other, the manager was STILL there (7 a.m.). I go inside, he's doing dough, and he says, "What are you doing here? You're not supposed to be back until Tuesday." I say, "According to what I wrote on the calendar, I'm supposed to be back today." Morons. That better not affect my paycheck or I'm gonna be pissed.

The only good thing about it is I was so riled up when I got home today that I actually got a lot of stuff done.

After I get off of work tomorrow, I don't have to work again until SUNDAY!!!!!! I'm taking a few days off to save my sanity. School is on a two week summer break, so now seemed a good time to take some time off.

Good thing, too, because I'm ready to kill the manager at one of the stores. The moron has been a weak manager at best and he's one of the major reasons that sales at that store have fallen off so bad. Recently, he's been so preoccupied with his wedding, selling his grandmother's house and moving into his own new house that his work has really suffered. This last week was the last straw for him with ALOT of people. He didn't call the food order in after he made it on Tuesday. Wednesday morning the food supplier calls wanting an order and the poor day manager was in the middle of a rush and paniced. The manager from the other store told him to have the previous order sent and the head manager could make a supplemental order when he got to work later that evening. Well, the head manager claimed he was "testing" the day manager and figured he knew how to tell which order was the current one and since he didn't know how to do that, he "failed." Loser was just too stupid to admit that he forgot to call it in. Then he didn't make another order. By Friday they were running out of everything, so he calls in an order on Friday to be delivered on Saturday. He borrows everything he needs to get through Friday's rush from other stores with the promise that it'll be returned when the order comes Saturday. Well, 5:00 p.m. Saturday comes, no order. He calls the company and they inform him no order was received and there is no way to get him any food now until Monday morning on the regular delivery. Now, everybody who lent him food is pissed because they are short, he calls his assistant in on his day off and makes him go around to more stores farther away to borrow even more food to get through Saturday night and Sunday. Meanwhile, he gets off work and goes home for three days since he's not scheduled to work again until Wednesday. When Marcus and I get to work Sunday morning, I can't make all the dough I'm supposed to because they lent flour to the other store. There is not enough yeast or salt for the flour they borrowed, so I have to bring yeast from my store and the manager has to go buy salt. I was so mad I probably would've kicked the asshole if he'd been there.

On a better note, I've lost 10 pounds. I'm so excited. I really want to be the old me by the time I graduate from Platt. I'm so amazed about how bad I've let myself go.

I got my UNC (University of Northern Colorado - Greeley) transcripts in the mail the other day. I need to provide my transcripts from previous schools to Platt. It was weird looking at all these classes I took. Some of them I remember vividly, others I can't even remember attending. Then there was the quarter I was so depressed and everything in my life was going wrong and I managed to actually FAIL a class for the first time in my life. I think I spent more time in a bar than I did in a classroom. It's amazing that I managed to graduate and with a 3.5 GPA at that. It's scary to think how well I might have done if I had taken it a little more seriously then. Oh, well.

Well, the manager did finish the prep. Thanks for small favors. It turns out the assistant mgr. did the food order this weekend, but he left it on the wrong guy's voicemail. When the lady called on Sunday for the order, he gave it to her again. The first guy checks his voice mail on Monday morning and instead of checking with the person who is supposed to take the orders to see if an order for this store was placed, he sends the order to the warehouse and it gets delivered on Tuesday. Morons. I also can't believe the driver, seeing that this huge order was obviously a mistake if he had to leave stuff outside the store, just dropped everything off without asking any questions. Imbiciles. Not all of the stuff that was deliverd was picked up and the manager forgot to tell the closing manager about the fiasco. I bet that poor guy was pulling his hair out trying to figure out why the inventory last night was all screwed up.

Just when you think you're seen every possible stupid thing that could happen at work, here comes a new one.

When I showed up at one of the stores this morning, I noticed that the food delivery company had been there. I didn't think much of it as they are always forgetting stuff on the order and extra stuff comes the day after. When I went in the walkin, it was totally full of stuff that had been delivered. The second walkin had stuff in it, too. There was stuff piled up outside the back door that couldn't fit in the outside storage shed. I compared the delivery invoice to the previous day's one and except for a couple of items, it was the same exact delivery. I tried to call the manager so he could be prepared for this and get a jump on fixing it, but he was screening his calls and wouldn't answer his phone. I couldn't do prep because I couldn't get to the items in the walkin that I needed. I didn't want to use the stuff that had just been delivered as I was sure it was going to be sent back (it was). There was also so much stuff in the way that I couldn't have worked if I had wanted to. It figures that this would happen on a day that I had planned to meet a friend for lunch. When the manager got there, he mentioned that he thought the owner was trying to call him. I told him it was I who was trying to get ahold of him and jumped all over him for not answering the phone. I also told him that I had plans and when it was time for me to meet my friend, I was leaving whether the prep was done or not. I got some of it done, but when it got to be 11:30, I did leave. The manager said he'd finish up. I hope he does.

After I left, I called my friend and she couldn't have lunch after all. I was so frustrated and upset when I got home. Marcus took this personally and thought I was mad at him, I guess, so we fought all day. Oh, boy. This day totally sucked ass.