Taking advantage
There have been a couple of things that have happened this week to make me really question people's intentions again. I make a very strong effort to help people and occassionally certain people take advantage of that situation and abuse that generosity.
Yesterday, I was woken up at 6am by my cell phone, seeing that it was the manager at my store who was calling. I had slept really well up to that point, but being woken up I knew I wouldn't be able to fall asleep again, so I reluctantly answered. Tracy asked if I would open the store up at 9, instead of coming in at noon, and said she would be in around 10:30. I agreed, because she said she had a really bad cold which I can relate to.
So, I opened the store, and it got quite busy. I finally had a small break (like 5 minutes) from people, and noticed that it was already after 12 and she hadn't shown up yet. More customers, and I kind of forget about that briefly, until she finally walked in with a friend around 1:15. Then immediately went to lunch for almost an hour, then came back and hung decorations, only helping customers when I was completely tied up. As I understood it, I would open at 9 and leave at 5, which is a typical shift, and the one that came in later would close the store. She ended up leaving before 5 and I was left to close the store too. I also did not get a lunch break, coffee break or even a chance to hit the bathroom because there was a continue stream of customers. Yep, I was used. Last time I do a favor for her.
The other incident really surprised me. It happened during the Nine Inch Nails concert. The part that pissed me off the most was the actions of one of my friends after the concert. Every one of us spent the afternoon at the zoo, although not all together. So, we all got a fair bit of walking in (around 3 hours that afternoon) and then were standing on the floor all night during the show. My car was parked 5-6 blocks from the Saddledome, close to 17th Ave which is known for it's lounges and bars. I suggested that we walk back and have a beer, and also that it would be much easier for the others to catch a cab from there, than with 10000 other people outside of the stadium. Suze whined and bitched the whole time about how tired she was. It wasn't just little bitching, but the "I'm not happy and I want everyone else to know" kind of behaviour that a 7 year old displays. Most of the comments were directed at me because I was leading the way, and knew the way around Calgary. This is the kind of thanks I get for floor tickets to such a show. Fucking ungrateful people... last favor I do for her.
My venting is done now, and I'll resume posting pics and stories about the trip.
Yesterday, I was woken up at 6am by my cell phone, seeing that it was the manager at my store who was calling. I had slept really well up to that point, but being woken up I knew I wouldn't be able to fall asleep again, so I reluctantly answered. Tracy asked if I would open the store up at 9, instead of coming in at noon, and said she would be in around 10:30. I agreed, because she said she had a really bad cold which I can relate to.
So, I opened the store, and it got quite busy. I finally had a small break (like 5 minutes) from people, and noticed that it was already after 12 and she hadn't shown up yet. More customers, and I kind of forget about that briefly, until she finally walked in with a friend around 1:15. Then immediately went to lunch for almost an hour, then came back and hung decorations, only helping customers when I was completely tied up. As I understood it, I would open at 9 and leave at 5, which is a typical shift, and the one that came in later would close the store. She ended up leaving before 5 and I was left to close the store too. I also did not get a lunch break, coffee break or even a chance to hit the bathroom because there was a continue stream of customers. Yep, I was used. Last time I do a favor for her.
The other incident really surprised me. It happened during the Nine Inch Nails concert. The part that pissed me off the most was the actions of one of my friends after the concert. Every one of us spent the afternoon at the zoo, although not all together. So, we all got a fair bit of walking in (around 3 hours that afternoon) and then were standing on the floor all night during the show. My car was parked 5-6 blocks from the Saddledome, close to 17th Ave which is known for it's lounges and bars. I suggested that we walk back and have a beer, and also that it would be much easier for the others to catch a cab from there, than with 10000 other people outside of the stadium. Suze whined and bitched the whole time about how tired she was. It wasn't just little bitching, but the "I'm not happy and I want everyone else to know" kind of behaviour that a 7 year old displays. Most of the comments were directed at me because I was leading the way, and knew the way around Calgary. This is the kind of thanks I get for floor tickets to such a show. Fucking ungrateful people... last favor I do for her.
My venting is done now, and I'll resume posting pics and stories about the trip.
posted by Kelly at 10:02 AM
2 Comments:
Tracy's a cow, and clearly needs to be canned. I have never, in my life in retail, heard tell of a manager who so blatantly does not do her job. I hope you're going to report her soon - though I'm glad to hear you slept sort of well until she woke you up.
As for Suze, you pretty much know my opinion already - part of why I was so unimpressed was her total lack of gratitude for the opportunity. I felt like yelling "you didn't have to take the ticket, you know!" I certainly know at least one other person in my family who would have been delighted to go - and shown it.
Hope you're feeling better post-vent. I'll call you in a bit.
B-tard.
Hi Kelly,
I am sorry to hear that you are feeling unappreciated. I appreciate every big and little thing you do for me, and with me. Ignore the other stuff; if people cannot recognize all the gifts you have to offer in your friendships, then really, they are not worth the grief.
Be well,
Angela
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