On The First Day

My first day back to work was Monday, February 1. Yippee.

Cry Me A River went home early--big shocker there. With it being my first day back (and the rumors that were flying were that I quit, and that I was fired) I received a rather larger amount of attention from my coworkers. As she witnessed this, in between her breaks (she was there for 3.5 hours of her 7 hour shift and she was back in the break room every hour) you could see her body language turning sour: Someone ELSE was receiving the attention. You can guess what her drama is based on what attention someone else is getting.

Anyway, on to the Freak of the Day:

I was covering a break at Returns. I watched as this guy who claims to have graduated with me walks past no less than 7 red vests to come ask me a question--a question that was ALREADY answered. And he kept talking to me.

Ugh. I was gone for 6 weeks. I haven't seen this Freak for months before that. And he chooses to make up a question and come ask me? Is it any wonder I keep saying I attract freaks?

Discovery

And I hate it.

I hate that the one (yes, JUST ONE) childish thing I am is...

I am a phone slammer. But only at work.

If I'm already needing to pee really really badly, and I call and ask for coverage so I can "TCP" and I get asked, "Again?" There's a really good chance I'm going to become a total ass and slam the phone down.

And I hate it.

Just when I think that I've got it under control, up it pops again. I hate it, even if, otherwise, I'm right on every other point in this.

I expect I'll be written up for it--I believe that 2 years ago, I had a stern "talking to" about it, which would qualify me as a write-up target. At this point, I hope I do--'cuz I'm gonna document that I should NOT be asked "Again?" if my last opportunity to "TCP" was and hour and a half ago--when I was off the clock (for the record, I did go then.)

But I hate this about myself. Dammit!