knuckles

So on Sunday I was called to check to cover someone's break. That's 15 minutes of me in a checkstand for no reason. When the checker got back I asked if he was going to cover my break. He laughed and basically said yeah right in the most sarcastic tone of voice possible and then I was told how easy my job is.

That's on top of customer idiocy, the typical rudeness and inhumanity of society in general.

btw, if you know that onion rings are frozen why ask me where they are? Just look yourself, it's not hard, there's only 2 1/2 aisles of frozen food. Think to yourself, onion rings are similar to french fries. So let's look by french fries which are not hard to find at all.

As for cool whip, if you know it's frozen might I suggest you take the time to walk down the frozen foods aisles? In the time it took to ask me where it is you could have had it in your cart and be halfway to the checkout.

I stayed 40 minutes over.

Monday wasn't too bad. I offloaded all the trucks and deli/frozen was the black guy again, remember I said I have issues understanding his speech due to his city talk. And, btw, I would call him by his name but I don't know it and I'm too shy to ask. R-something. Rolf, maybe? Me and Bonnie tried to decipher his signature but we couldn't make it out. Anyway, he takes direction very well. I don't run into too many truck drivers who have the sort of intelligence he has. From inside the trailer I tell him, "That goes in the meat cooler, out the brown doors to the left the last cooler" and he does it!!! He actually does it! Most guys look at me blankly and go, "huuh?" and I tell them again. Then I have to take them out and point at the brown doors. Then I have to show them the hallway, show them the coolers, and then I have to prop open the meat cooler door. This time the door wasn't even open and he figured it out! I really like this guy. Plus he's always clean. I like clean drivers. George is always a mess. He doesn't seem to know what deodorant is and you can deffinately tell when the last time he had a shower was. I think he occasionally washes his clothes. Anyway, despite not knowing how to speak city-talk me and Bonnie agree that this R-something is a rather nice man.

I scraped my hand up yesterday. Bakery didn't feel like getting their freight and so it sat in front of my cooler door for several hours and my door couldn't open all the way. I tried to carry a case of milk (darigold, their crates hold 6 gallons instead of the standard 4 of other crates) out the door and forgot the freight was blocking it. So when I went to push the door open further with the back of my hand what actually happened was I dragged my knuckles across the door. Surprisingly this did not result in blood. But it sure stung and I had to pluck some loose skin off. And it still stings when I do things like wash my hands or touch it. And putting my gloves on after that was very painful.