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15th April 2009: Tonight has just been sheer frustration.  Nothing else but.  The Bombshell is walking around like a bear with a sore head because he hasn't slept.  Which is apparently our problem.  Or at least he is making it our problem.  This said, he did make it work for us too.  Crackbaby is covering my shifts whilst I am on holiday next week, and he said to The Bombshell that he only has to work the tills.  The Bombshell glared at him and said "Yeah, sure, we are see."  I think it's going to be hilarious seeing the pair of them work together.  Hilarious, and war. Then there is The Scotsman.  There are very few people in this world I actually hate.  I feel hate is a very strong, and very bitter word.  However, it also sums up my feelings for The Scotsman.  He is always right.  Every time.  And no-one, not a single person in this world is right apart from him.  I despise people like that.  He stormed up to me and said "Oi!  You!  You put the sandwiches out last night, why aren't they rotated!"  I argued that he worked the chilled, I just put new sandwiches behind the ones which are already out.  He said "No.  Don't you dare accuse me of not doing my job.  It was you.  And I demand answers!"  I calmly told him I didn't answer to him and walked away.  To screams of "Oi!  Oi!  I'm still talking to you!"  As for customers, tonight there was Long Haired Posh Hippy.  We like him.  Namely because everyone else in the store hates him.  He's a creative, and therefore I feel a kind of kinship with him.  That and he is the most relaxed person I know.  Anyway.  He came in and bought a bag of out of date pastries, which I sold to him for 10p each.  He was overjoyed at this and went off to get more, until the girl he was with yelled that they were going to leave without him unless he hurried up.  Naturally, he was unfazed and said that he had the food and asked her if she wanted a soft drink.  She said she did, but also wanted to get home.  Also naturally, the girl he was with was a 17 year old musician... And I have truely gained vengence on The Scotsman.  He decided to really kick me in the teeth and take his lunch at 2am, the time everyone in the store knows I take my lunch.  So, I decided that at 2:30am, I was going to take mine.  And I did.  Just as the truck turned up.  So I got my stuff and got in the queue, only to hear the wails of "But you can't go on your lunch, the delivery is here!"  I grinned and looked him in the eye and said "I don't care".  He wailed "But there are going to be heavy cages, and The Bombshell is ill and my hip hurts!"  Again, I smiled and said "I refer you to my previous answer."  He looked in desperation at The Bombshell who shrugged and said "What I can do?  He is allowed".  Permalink |