Crappy jobs, crappy managers, crap in general

Well, I still had a job when I left and I’m off tomorrow. We’ll see what Monday brings. I was there for eight hours before I was “allowed” to go to lunch today. Company policy states that no one is to work more than five before being required to take a lunch, but I apparently am exempt. At five and a half hours into my shift, I told the building manager I was over, and I’d take care of his notes when I got back from lunch. He told me not to worry about being over, take care of the notes while I had help. Fifteen minutes later my help disappears. It’s one hour and fifty-nine minutes into their shift and by God it’s time for break so they left. After their break they were re-assigned to another job so I never saw them again.

What should have only taken thirty or so minutes took almost ninety minutes. That brings me up to seven hours into the shift with no lunch. As I’m finishing up some screen work (I’m already not planning on coming back from lunch, what’s the point) I see the big boss and my boss’s boss stomping around the main aisle of my department, so I go over. They point to a display I’ve just built and ask me what’s wrong with it. I told them that it was missing a shelf, but at least it had product on it and I’d fix it after I got back from lunch. They asked why I didn’t have more of the product out, and I told them it was in the extra warehouse and I’d have to go get it. They asked why I didn’t use something already in the store, and I told them that this displayarea was supposed to be for one of the ten “super toys” we do every year, and I thought I’d try actually putting a “super toy” on it for a change. They weren’t happy with that answer. They wanted me to change out that display and the one next to it to merchandise that didn’t need more shelves and would fill it up completely without going to the warehouse. Oh, and it needed to be done before I went to lunch. An hour after that, I told my manager that I was leaving for the day. I told him it had been eight hours with no lunch, and if they wanted me back tonight they could call the district manager and tell them what they’d done, and if she thought they were right she could call me at home and I’d come back in.

Haven’t gotten any phone calls yet.

Ember’s gonna need some hugs next week, but that’s all I want to say right now. She says she still reads even though she doesn’t write or note.

I’m really sick. I’ve got a fever and everything. It sucks. Got birthday plans (mine) with Ember and Sammie tomorrow. I hope I’m able to go.

Night.