hellish week
May. 7th, 2010 11:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7A guy at Z's work accidentally ran his earbuds through the wash. They still work, but he looks like he's got ramen noodles hanging from his ears, cuz they're all twisted up.
Z just told me that story. We're sitting together in the living room listening to a rather scary storm rattle the windows and boom thunder outside. We considered going and hiding under the bed with our tiny Unnerved Cat, who really does not like thunder.
This has been a hellish week. It's been busy, yes-- people walking in and just buying cameras, and so on, sure, but also wandering in with broken cameras and asking hours and hours of questions, and being snippy when they don't get the answers they want, and so on. It's just very stressful to me when I'm working with someone and there's someone waiting unacknowledged-- it's rude not to acknowledge the new person, but it's equally rude to interrupt the person you are currently assisting. I tend to make eye contact and nod, but sometimes people take that as an opening to just butt in and cut off the person I'm currently helping, so I understand why some of the more experienced clerks just do the bartender-in-busy-bar thing and pretend everyone they are not currently helping is completely invisible. Sometimes I'll just say "Hi, we'll be with you in a moment," and don't let them answer at all, but I still feel like that's rude to the person I'm currently speaking to.
Though sometimes, i want to be rude to the person I'm currently speaking to. Hi, you can see I'm rushed off my feet, and you're here with a broken-ass old camera you bought at Wal-Mart trying to cadge a free comprehensive lesson in photography, and I've already said "Well that's all I can do, see you around" and you're still asking me the same questions over and over. You know what? I said goodbye and meant it.
Oy. Grumpy. Everyone's grumpy. I guess it's a sign that we have a pretty solid team of staff, that we're all grumpy but not grumpy at each other. We keep grousing and ranting to one another, but not about one another. So that, at least, is a very, very nice little blessing.
I have had some deep thoughts, but no time to express them. Everything gets Facebook'd in 250 characters or so, and not well. I don't like Facebook. It keeps me in touch with a lot of people, but it really thinks that it is worth more than it is and keeps inserting itself unpleasantly, and trying to monetize itself unscrupulously. Sigh, like LJ, which really isn't the point, but seems to think it is. I'm not here for whatever corporation owns this now. I'm here for... well, never mind. Not worth getting into.
But anyway.
Have to work a sixth day tomorrow. We're annoyingly short-staffed. Well, we have technically enough people to work tomorrow, but one of them is... inconsistent, I guess. The only person we really can't rely on to, well, be right about anything. It'd be fine, as the other person working tomorrow is very solid and knowledgeable, but since they were hired at the same time, we know that the inconsistent one will refuse to take the other's authority, so I have to be there to unlock the door and lay the beatdowns if necessary. I hope I can duck out earlyish, but I'm not betting on it. Well, hell, it's all overtime at this point, so, whatever. I'm hanging on by my teeth trying to stay awake/alive and not kill anybody. We'll see how it goes.
On that note, bed, if the thunder will let me sleep.
Z just told me that story. We're sitting together in the living room listening to a rather scary storm rattle the windows and boom thunder outside. We considered going and hiding under the bed with our tiny Unnerved Cat, who really does not like thunder.
This has been a hellish week. It's been busy, yes-- people walking in and just buying cameras, and so on, sure, but also wandering in with broken cameras and asking hours and hours of questions, and being snippy when they don't get the answers they want, and so on. It's just very stressful to me when I'm working with someone and there's someone waiting unacknowledged-- it's rude not to acknowledge the new person, but it's equally rude to interrupt the person you are currently assisting. I tend to make eye contact and nod, but sometimes people take that as an opening to just butt in and cut off the person I'm currently helping, so I understand why some of the more experienced clerks just do the bartender-in-busy-bar thing and pretend everyone they are not currently helping is completely invisible. Sometimes I'll just say "Hi, we'll be with you in a moment," and don't let them answer at all, but I still feel like that's rude to the person I'm currently speaking to.
Though sometimes, i want to be rude to the person I'm currently speaking to. Hi, you can see I'm rushed off my feet, and you're here with a broken-ass old camera you bought at Wal-Mart trying to cadge a free comprehensive lesson in photography, and I've already said "Well that's all I can do, see you around" and you're still asking me the same questions over and over. You know what? I said goodbye and meant it.
Oy. Grumpy. Everyone's grumpy. I guess it's a sign that we have a pretty solid team of staff, that we're all grumpy but not grumpy at each other. We keep grousing and ranting to one another, but not about one another. So that, at least, is a very, very nice little blessing.
I have had some deep thoughts, but no time to express them. Everything gets Facebook'd in 250 characters or so, and not well. I don't like Facebook. It keeps me in touch with a lot of people, but it really thinks that it is worth more than it is and keeps inserting itself unpleasantly, and trying to monetize itself unscrupulously. Sigh, like LJ, which really isn't the point, but seems to think it is. I'm not here for whatever corporation owns this now. I'm here for... well, never mind. Not worth getting into.
But anyway.
Have to work a sixth day tomorrow. We're annoyingly short-staffed. Well, we have technically enough people to work tomorrow, but one of them is... inconsistent, I guess. The only person we really can't rely on to, well, be right about anything. It'd be fine, as the other person working tomorrow is very solid and knowledgeable, but since they were hired at the same time, we know that the inconsistent one will refuse to take the other's authority, so I have to be there to unlock the door and lay the beatdowns if necessary. I hope I can duck out earlyish, but I'm not betting on it. Well, hell, it's all overtime at this point, so, whatever. I'm hanging on by my teeth trying to stay awake/alive and not kill anybody. We'll see how it goes.
On that note, bed, if the thunder will let me sleep.
