title is the hardest part

List of current ailments/aches/pains:
- twinge in the shoulder
- crick in the neck
- stuffy nose
- head throbs
- lymph node the size of a gumball
I'm happy as the aforementioned gland has been reducing in size since Wednesday where it was roughly the size of a golf ball; it has even shrunk in the last 24 hours--just yesterday it was equivalent to a walnut.  Three cheers for making progress without seeking medical advice!  I prove to myself again and again just how little the world really needs doctors.

There's a lot of work drama that I would outline here had I the energy.  As I don't, here's a brief synopsis:
ALRIGHT so the General Manager of my Store (from here on out, GM) went to India the third day of the year.  How better to get a fresh start than by visiting an overpopulated, disease-ridden, poverty-stricken land!  She was pretty vague about when she would return but whatevs, I tend to space out when people talk logistics to me anyway.  Maybe she told me when she'd return, maybe she didn't. 
ANYWAYZ, she left and I took a week off so I didn't care that she was being irresponsible by taking so much time off during one of the craziest times of the year for us because I was ALSO being irresponsible by taking so much time off during one of the craziest times of the year.  Alright?  Alright.  So I come back to work and see the place in shambles.  This is when I start to get bothered, because it starts to affect me.  I'm pretty self-centered about work, I admit it. 
BUT the assistant manager that everyone hates anyway (ASM from here on out) had become a true totalitarian (she's Sicilian, I should have seen it coming!) and started enforcing lame rules that no one wants to follow.  So we decide FUCK IT, WE DO WHAT WE WANT AND JUST COMPLAIN TO GM ABOUT HOW MUCH ASM SUCKS UPON HER PRODIGAL RETURN HOME or that's basically the general consensus we came to  whenever we would speak about these things.  Then Stephanie quit and now Mindy quit and Lisanna wants to and so does Jess, but they have been staying because they like GM so much.
WELL, the other day we find out that GM has been back from her 3rd World retreat for about a week.  And she never once called.  And she never once decided to pop in and see how moving the entire store around went.  She left us with a woman she knows no one can stand and didn't even think to check in. 
SO now everyone is upset with GM and everyone still hates ASM and no one wants to work there anymore. 

The End.
Believe it or not, that was the condensed version.  I dunno what to do.  I hate being there, but I feel like it has made me more productive the past few days.  Instead of being light-hearted and carefree, chatting with customers about the color schemes of their family room, I've put my head down, rolled up my sleeves, and gotten shit DONE.  But I've been getting more headaches and think I'm heading toward a premature heart attack if I don't calm down a little.  Ahh, I guess we'll just have to see what happens.

So I've gotten really addicted to a new show from the BBC called Skins.  It can be watched instantly on Netflix and as a result, I've already burned through season 1.  Granted there are only 12 episodes a season, but still.  It's like a really melodramatic version of Degrassi, which is saying something.  If it makes a show where a 16 year old plus-sized model gets brain damage after taking a beating by her 100 lb boyfriend on a camping trip look dull, you've got to wonder what's going on in England.  The best thing is that there is cussing and nudity.  Hooray Britain!

I already have a lot of homework to do.  Remind me why I decided to take 15 units of lit classes again?  Maybe I should just drop one and give myself a break for once.  Then I'd be able to watch Skins in peace and not have books and papers and assignments looming above my head. 

POST A COMMENT

COMMENTS (4)