So, yesterday was an interesting day.
it started off fairly normal, except for the fact I woke up about 10 and had to be at work at 2:30, but it was whatev, I spent my morning reading http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com posts. I realized that I needed to get ready to go around 130 or so, and promptly started getting ready.
on my way to work I realized how little people (not as in short people) know about driving. I was cut off by about 20 different motorists in the 5 miles from my apartment to work. and none of them were obeying the simple common rule of the road where you turn on your turn signal to merge.
Just wait, it gets better.
when I got to the area where my work is, a trucker decides that, even though there are cars coming at him from both directions, he can just cut everyone off, simply because he is the biggest thing on the road. thats one thing I hate about truckers, they are all high and mighty and think they rule the road simply because they are so big and powerful. Well, lets see who's laughing when a big gust of wind blows you off the road, jerk.
once I was past the jerk of a trucker, I was going to park, and lo and behold, someone was driving the wrong way down the parking lot. you know how the parking spaces are slanted in a specific direction, and that is the direction you are supposed to go? yeah, this person was going the opposite direction, and then proceeded to honk at ME like I was going the wrong way. and then they couldn't figure out why they couldn't get into their parking spot the first try. I just wish I could tell some people that they need to go back to drivers ed, but this person would probably fail it.
after I got parked, I got out of my car (which is really more of a tank, but I'll talk more about that in a later post) and started walking to the front door. along the way, we have a loading zone, where customers can come to load their vehicles with whatever they purchased. well, I saw a person pull up, park, get out of their car, and go inside to proceed to do their shopping. it was at this point that I wanted to just call a tow truck to haul their vehicle away, but thats not my department, I'm just a janitor.
when I got clocked in, I went to check my schedule, because new ones get posted on Saturdays. I looked at it and saw that my manager (who is a worthless piece anyway, and sued the company thrice to get her position) had changed my schedule without my approval, or even letting me know she was doing it, which is a breach of company policy. I talked to a couple other managers about it and they basically told me I had to deal with it and just do it. Hence why I think all my managers are crap.
Interesting segwey with that last sentence, about the time I was going to take my lunch, I got called to clean up a biohazard spill, which is normally blood or vomit. this time though, it was what appeared to be shit, according to what the people who found it (and were too lazy to clean it up themselves) said. I took one look at it and said that it was mud, since it had little rocks in it and everything. I was told to clean it up like I would if it were shit though, since we weren't 100% sure (I was, but they weren't convinced)so I processed it and then was told to throw it into the trash compactor, which is against policy, but at this point, I didn't care any more. further reason I knew it was mud, not shit, is because when I was cleaning it up, there was no odor, and it was ice cold. It was mud off someones shoe.
the rest of the night passed fairly uneventfully, but when I went to Wal Mart after work to get some Ice cream, I went to a speedy check out, which is normally reserved for 20 items or fewer. well, the lady in front of me had at least 50 items, as it cost her almost $200. 20 items or fewer my ass.
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