Idiot Boss

While I was doing an interview for a day shift person, trying to fill an opening for them, she found a couple of dust bunnies and decided the entire store, all 210,000 square feeet of it, needed to be re-swept and that the other overnight manager and I would be staying to do the sweeping. I left after my fourteenth hour started without saying anything to anybody.

And to top it all off, while I was waiting on her to sign off on the job before I went over it with the applicant, I saw a flagged item in the personnel system so I brought it to her attention. She said, over the walkie, that I should just pay attention to my own work and keep my nose out of other people’s business. I almost sent the applicant home. You see, since I’m an overnight manager, I don’t really see filling day shift positions as part of my business. Over the past few days I’ve gone in and put names in the queue to fill open positions. Well, tonight I’m taking all of those names out. None of the open positions are mine you see, but I was trying to think of the total store and get us staffed. You know, that whole team player thing.

Screw them all.

Also, she wanted the two of us, the other manager and me, to stay after we finished resweeping the frakking store to re-do some damned cleaning schedule that she just had us do two nights ago. There are two departments in the store that have not benn re-waxed in almost fourteen months because she keeps making us start over.

For the first time in almost three years my phone is turned off on purpose, and it’s because she’s such a control freak, she’d probably keep calling and calling until I either told her I quit or drove back over to the store to do her precious calendar over again. I really hope that neither Ember or Critter needs me for anything today, because with my phone off no one can reach me without actually coming to the apartment. I feel badly about that because I’ve told them both that if they ever need anything just call, any time, and I’ll answer, but I can’t do that today because my boss is a total control freak OCD bi-polar bitch. It’d be different if she tried to control it somehow (medication or therapy or something) but she doesn’t, you can tell she doesn’t. Just spend ten minutes in a room with her and you can tell.

I called the district HR manager on the way home, but he’s in meetings all day. I’ll shoot him an e-mail tonight when I get there.