She’s gone ’round the twist

Queeg just kind of snapped this morning. Started asking how we knew what we had and where it was. Started pointing out things she "didn’t understand" in the racks. "Why is *this* next to *this*? Why is *this* on top of *this?"

In other words her OCD is exploding again and we’re going to have to rearrange the back rooms (again) to make her happy.

Our district manager is on the war path. She’s been given two weeks to fix the problems in our district or she’ll be looking for a new job. She’s threatening to reprimand everyone for almost anything. Queeg told us she’d take a Level I reprimand for us but if she got a Level II reprimand she was going to pass it on to us. Yay. That would totally screw me. I wouldn’t be able to transfer or promote for a year. Of course since she would *also* be unable to transfer or promote for a whole year we’d be stuck with each other. Yipee.

Going to bed now.