I guess it is 5 o'clock somewhere...

not here tho, or at least, not when Mr. Tipsy got in my line today at 4ish.

I'm doing my usual thing, "Hello how are you" rings up items after patron grunts whatever response la de da, de da.

Then I hear this, "HELLO THERE!" bellowed from the depths of some guys gullet.

I look up and see... Mr. Tipsy.

I do not know who he is, but he has definitely been hitting the bottle early,
maybe there was an office luncheon,
maybe a birthday party,
who knows cuz it's only Thursday.
He seemed to be having a little difficulty deciding what volume his voice should be, or which direction was south if you know what I mean. Needless to say, this is what followed...


Mr. T: "HOW are YOU today!"

Me: *Trying not to giggle* "Oh, I'm good, how are you Sir?"

Mr. T: "well... I'm just DANDY!"

Me: "That's nice Sir"

Mr. T: "Yea YEA, you can shove ALLLLL that in one bag for meh!"

Me: "Sure, no problem."

Mr. T: *grunts and swoons* "Huh, is that there the bathroom?" *gestures to our kiddy play center, definitely NOT the bathrooms*

Me: "No Sir, the bathrooms are just behind me" *Points to bathrooms*

Mr. T: "OOOH! ok, Mind if I USE em?" *swoons some more* "Hey, YOU think I could LEAVE my BAGS HERE?!? THINK they would be OK!?!?"

Me: "Sure, I'll keep an eye on them, it's no problem at all."

Mr. T: "You do that, and THANK YOU KINDLY!" *grunts and swoons way to the bathroom*


*Next customer enters the que*

Me: *ackward smile* "I apologize, that man is clearly intoxicated."

Nice Lady: "Well, at least he's polite and behaving himself. Hey, its 5:oo somewhere right?"

Me: "Indeed." *rings up groceries*


*Mr. Tipsy returns from the bathroom for his items.*

Mr. T: "ALL right young LADY! THANK YOU KINDLY!!!"

Me: "Your welcome!"


I really hope he was not driving...
but maybe I do.

WTF, Who did the schedule?!?!

Seriously,

It was like a kinder gardener with ADD did the schedule this week. This hasn't happened in a while, but it was baaaaaaad.

Ok, so in my previous post I talked about being scheduled without warning on Monday just because it was Labor Day and they felt it would be busy? I guess they scheduled too many people Monday since they gave me no trouble when I asked no to come in since I had plans.

Well, this over scheduling of course, effectively messed up the rest of the week.

Short staffed, MAN were we short staffed Tuesday!

At 1 in the afternoon there were only about 5 or 6 cashiers on front end when there should have been at least twice that!

Oh shit,
so managers were jumping on register(the cool managers were there by chance, so they were ready to get right in there and help, do what really needed to be done.), and the Nazi Bitch was calling for any available cashiers from the different departments in the store (I worked it for a couple hours, I was suppose to be in the kiddy room, I had to close it that night.) No one got their breaks, it was so dumb...and illegal.

I suspect the same person that scheduled me for work on the night of the baseball game was the one who did the schedule this week...so fuck them.