Monday, August 03, 2009

bad fucking terrible miserable wretch of a goddamned bitch ass day

Work was sooooo much fun today, let me tell you. And it's only going to get better in the next few weeks. Bleh.

See, what you need to know here is that me and Dan worked together yesterday. Just the two of us, doing everything, all day. So basically, we were short-handed no matter what, since we were so busy. And, as it happened, I found a dead parakeet in the morning, and our feeder fish had been dropping like flies all day.

Well, apparently, this morning all the feeder fish were dead and there were three more dead parakeets. Somehow that's mine and Dan's fault. I didn't know any of this when I got to work.

I got there a little early and found Dan outside smoking a cigarette. My greeting from him was, "Hi Steph, come take a walk with me." So I followed him around the back of the building where he warned me of what was coming. Said Roe texted him to say that Mike was on a rampage because of the parakeets and feeder fish. So, Dan who had previously told me that he had a job interview this morning, said that if Mike flew off the handle with him, he was going to fly off the handle right back and then walk out. (His interview went well this morning. He got the job.)

We went inside, and Dan found out that he'd suddenly got his hours cut. He was supposed to close Thursday with me, and now he's not. He's off. After a little while, he asked Mike what was up. Mike said, "Let's go get Steph."

A half hour later, Dan and I were finished being lectured about how the birds didn't get fed and how we should have done a second water change on the feeders. Mind you, it could have been a lot worse. I've seen the way Mike treats Dan (and Keelan, whom he's once reduced to tears), and he doesn't scream and flip out like that with me. Ever. I like to think I intimidate him, but I'm really not sure. I think he's just not sure yet if I'll just stand there and take it or if I'll clash heads with him. (Definitely the latter, by the way.)

Now, I didn't want to start throwing accusations around (because I know Mike wouldn't listen anyways) but firstly, that thing about the birds not being fed is bullshit. I watched Dan feed the parakeets yesterday, but apparently Erin (second in command to Mike) told him there was no food in their bowls this morning when she opened.

My only conclusion here is that Erin lied, and I have no idea why. To cover her own ass, maybe, because Mike freaks out on her too. It's still bullshit though, and it pissed me off more than a little that she acted like it was no big thing.

And secondly to this stupid didn't-feed-the-birds accusation, I was sooooo fucking tempted to let Mike in on the fact that Erin forgets to feed ALL the animals several times per week. I can't even count how many times I've come in at noon and found all the dishes and water bottles empty, and you can't tell me that four mice ate a huge bowl of food and drank 16 ounces of water in three hours. And never mind the dead, emaciated bearded dragon I pulled out of one of the breeder tanks last week. Or the rat that has a massive tumor that no one is doing anything about.

Whatever. I think that store would go out of business without so much fucking drama going on all the time.

So a little while later, Dan put in his two weeks notice, further pissed off Mike, and apparently everyone else except me. I mean, I'm a little bummed out that he's leaving because he's my favorite person there, but I don't blame him one bit for wanting the hell out of there, considering the way he's treated.

Erin and Roe didn't talk to him at all the rest of the day. Erin especially would come over to where Dan and I were clipping cat nails or stacking dog food and talk to me but very pointedly say nothing to him. So Dan was pissed off for their curtness, and I was pissed off for being used as a mechanism for pissing Dan off.

And for reasons unknown, Mike was joking around with me the rest of the day. What the hell? You bitch at me then want to make jokes? WTF?

Everything got a lot better after Mike left, and once again, it was just me and Dan. But fuck... Keelan's leaving at the end of the month, and Dan is leaving in two weeks. Yeah, I'll get promoted because of this (but probably won't get a raise 'cause Mike's the cheapest man alive). Plus, Keelan and Dan are the only two people that I consider 'friends' at that damn store.

I need a new job. *sigh*

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