20th May
Feels like everything today is trying to fuck me off.
- Got chewed out for not hoovering the mat on Wednesday. But thing is, when I asked about it before my manager left she said "Don't worry about it", but she was adamant that she told me to do it. What was stopping anyone else doing it the day after? I mean for fuck's sake, I stayed behind on Wednesday so the guys doing our sign could fix it, so even if I was going to hoover the mat I wasn't able to. And two people were closing the day after so what was stopping them doing it?
- Was also left the task of clearing the stock room. We still have a lot of it. On a Sunday. With 2 people in at any given one time.
- Customers stayed 10 minutes after closing, one for an exchange and another for fairy doors. I told them 3 times we were now closed and basically to hurry the fuck up but they took their sweet fucking time. One yapped my ear off before she finally left, and I missed my bus. Apparently buses after half 8 at night do whatever the fuck they like, because I waited 40 minutes for one bus that never came, and the one that did come terminated in the Town Centre and I would've had to wait a further 20 minutes on top of the 40 minute journey, so I thought "fuck it" and walked home from the town. It took me 2 hours to get home, while carrying a bag full of shopping.
Furious is an understatement.
22nd May
Because of what happened on the 20th (which was Saturday) I was in a shite mood on Sunday and apparently I did a bad job of hiding it, because a co-worker told my manager and she seemed concerned. Asked if I was okay and whether I was unhappy doing weekend shifts. Was actually a little taken aback, didn't realise my mood was bad enough to be questioned about my wellbeing. I explained it was just a bad few days, that I had adequate sleep and I felt much better today. It sounds like a cop-out excuse and it was to an extent, I was just a little too embarrassed to tell her I worked myself up into a foul mood because of the two hour journey home, while also holding a grudge against the customers who stayed after closing for putting me into that position. I kept replaying those negative feelings in my head as I was walking home, making me more pissed off the more I thought about it. But I wasn't lying about feeling better, because I did. Not 100%, but better.
Also there was an incident in Manchester. Some sort of bombing incident. It's tragic but it's all I've been hearing about since it happened so I'm keeping off social media for the time being.