Weight: oops, forgot to weigh in before
breakfast (Not sure what that is in metric)
Waist: 57 in (144.8 cm)
Breakfast: Rib-eye
Lunch: x
Dinner: Nachos
I love when the first day of the month
is on a Thursday. I get paid on Thursdays and I like paying all of my
monthly bills on the first of the month. So I have all my bills paid
for the month, money in my checking, money in both of my savings, and
a fridge full of food. Weather switched back to cool fall weather.
Life is pretty damn good for me.
Or at least it was before I went to
work.
I thought that we were done with the
“Here Catch Training Strategy” at work. It had been a long time since they
just threw something at us with a “Don't worry you'll figure it
out” kind of attitude. They were getting good at training us for
things, as well as doing follow up training every couple of years.
But today someone, somewhere decided that the first of the month was
the best day to install a new register system. I would like to have a
conversation with this individual. The official story line seems to
be to reassure us that this new touch screen register is the same
program that the self checkout cashier station uses. The cashier this
afternoon has ran the self checkout before. She should, more or less,
know how to run this new register. But she hadn't been on self
checkout for quite some time, and she is one of those kinds of people
who, instead of paying attention and trying to figure it out herself
just yells for help. And I'm the person everybody
just calls for when they need help with something. Earlier this week
I agreed to work 12-4 for a carryout that had quit. I get paid by the
hour, so hours are hours. I am curious as to what it would have been
like if I hadn't agreed to work today. I don't think I went more than
a minute or two without a, “Mark! Mark, hey, Mark. How do I do
this, Mark. Mark.”
There
are days where it seems like I have to withstand eight hours of
“Mark, Mark, Mark, Mark” <pretend that is going off like a car alarm> often from four or five directions at
the same time. It's like people don't see or hear other people
shouting my name. And then when I don't respond to them at that exact
second they just shout may name over and over. I was talking to a
coworker about this frustration and I compared it to Chinese Water
Torture. She thought I was joking.
Back
to complaining about today though. They just dropped a new style of
register on us. And just expected us to just know how to run it. And
even a new girl who had supposedly just transferred from a store that
already had these registers was just staring confusedly at it when
she was on that register. So far only one of the registers have the
new touch screen. I tried to get an uninterrupted closer look at it.
But, again first of the month. They are telling us that they gave us
one register of this style so we can get used to this one before they
change every single register. And that seems like a bad idea of how
to train us. Mostly because they're just throwing it at us and saying
“Here it is, figure it out, you'll be fine”
Actually
I don't think we are supposed to be using it as our main register. I
think it's supposed to be that we are supposed to be using our
regular registers to ring people up and then when a checker isn't
helping anyone they're supposed to study the new one. But that is just a
guess, a guess that is a little insulting to our checkers. Thinking
that we are just standing around not doing anything most of the time.
But it is the guess that makes the most sense.
Breakfast Rib-eye tasted good while
eating it, but it left a strange greasy aftertaste.
I skipped lunch because with that wild
ride at work I decided to pick up Nachos and Whiskey on the way home.
My “Nachos” are a giant block of cheese, hamburger, and Doritos.
Doritos aren't even kind of Keto, but I needed some comfort food
after four hours of trying to do my job, while trying to figure out
how to do someone else's job, while teaching them how do said job.
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