It's MONDAY!!!

I am quite...how shall I say it.....superstitious, adamant, or obsessive, about schedules, planning, and timing. I am a true believer that Monday must be a good day, otherwise the rest of the week will be crap!

I hit the off button on my alarm at 6:20 am, so I was 16 minutes late getting up. That meant I was 16 minutes late leaving the house, and 16 minutes late hitting the main road, I got behind the bus that is usually 16 minutes behind me, and I saw an accident that I would probably have been involved in if I had been 16 minutes earlier. I guess it wasn't so bad being 16 minutes late to work, huh?

In other words, maybe I shouldn't be so superstitious, or obsessive! Maybe it was a good thing that I was 16 minutes late and I may have possibly avoided a terrible accident. I'm happy to say that it looked as though everyone involved was alright, maybe minor bruises, but no serious injuries.

I'm pretty sure it's going to be a good week. Mom is back to work today, I'm going to quit my part time job today, and I don't have class Monday and Wednesday because the instructor is out of town on a job interview. It should be a fairly easy week!

Why am I quitting my part time job? Because these are people that take their job to serious, and they don't take life serious enough! Make sense? Let me explain. My part time job is at a grocery store. They are doing a new customer service campaign, the cashiers and baggers are supposed to greet each and every customer that enters the store. All cashiers and baggers have to do this. So if you're 1 customer entering the store at any given time, 3 or 4 people will likely ask you how you are doing. I think it is strange, people don't generally like to be overwhelmed as soon as they walk into a business, public establishment, etc. Anyway, on Saturday I was working 8 am to Noon. At about 10:30 it got very busy, as I was scanning an order and the lady was talking about how she couldn't get over the rise in grocery costs, an "office" person, i.e. cashier who has a fancy title, came over to me and told me I needed to greet customers as they were entering the store. I very kindly said "Ok, but I'm busy with this customer right now." At 11 am, she had another "office" person come over and tell me I could go home. I assumed it was because they had to cut hours, they always have to cut hours on Saturdays as it is the end of our pay week. I left and didn't assume there were any problems, as I had been greeting customers steadily since 8 am. (Oh, and there were 3 office people doing NOTHING, and 4 cashiers working their butts off - apparently the cashiers were supposed to be doing the greeting while the office people watched us and made sure we were doing it. STUPID!!!) Anyway, a friend of mine is an "office" person there as well, and she was working Saturday night. When she came into work on Saturday night, the daytime person who asked me to greet customers told her I was sent home because I refused to greet customers, apparently she told everyone this as they were coming into work and she wanted to make sure they all knew it was me. It hurt my feelings because I go above and beyond for that place, even though it is my part time job I take it very seriously. I am not one to start trouble, or entertain trouble. Every week there is a new rumor, a new dilemma, and more drama. I'm too old and it's not worth my time. I value my character and nobody is going to walk all over it. Oh, and the office person causing the trouble week in and week out, she's 65! Some people are just amazing.

Well, work is calling my name. I'll update more tomorrow!

Happy Monday!!!
-A