Inconsiderate Employees!!!
This is how I started my day. I had goals that I was determined to accomplish today. I was going to clean the front end as much as humanly possible because cashier olympics is quickly approaching. Got to work on time, got everything staged, paperwork done, lunches scheduled, and back up cashiers selected.
So now its time to get cleaning. I cleaned as much as I could without taking my eyes off my register. We had a district supervisor in the store today so I didn't want to go to far or appear away from my register if and when he came by. So I swept, dusted, and cleaned off my registers. I also made notes of what needed to be done before olympics.
So now that I got the two registers ready for painting I started putting painters tape around where I needed to touch up the black. YES! YES! Everything is going so well!
By now I am beaming with accomplishment. Not half as much as I wanted to get done yet. But! I was off to a great start. I was so so happy. So 8am rolls around and I am eagerly awaiting my first and only 8 o'clock person for today. My opener for garden.
The minutes roll by and it is now fifteen after eight. I am now officially concerned but I'm sure he is just stuck in traffic. There has been perpetual road construction for the passed two months. So I look up his number just to verify where he is.
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Mind you we are so thin on coverage that one call off completely screwed the day. I had to redue the lunch schedule three times just because nothing went according to schedule due to no one having a sense of urgency. It shouldn't take a half an hour for one person to walk to garden to take over and for that person to walk back to the middle. Therefore I must come in tomorrow on my day off and power house the entire front end as much as humanly possible for the five hours I'll be there. On top of that when I asked management for help I was blatantly ignored because the ditrict supervisor was there. So I was essentually alone today.
To think all of this could of been avoided if the closing manager on duty last night would have wrote a not to let me know that my garden casher was not coming in. I could have spent part of those two and a half hours finding someone to come in and fill those hours, but no, no, not for the front end. God forbid information actually travels to where it needs to go in this establishment.
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