Yesterday morning I got back from our annual manager’s conference in Las Vegas. After four days in Vegas I needed sleep. I’m now feeling mostly refreshed. I had a good time in Vegas. I didn’t plan on playing the slots, until I found a slot machine with a Munsters theme. I kid you not. LostContinue reading “On Heading Back to Work”
Category Archives: Work
On Work and Scheduling
Nothing makes the year seem shorter than it is than doing a work schedule. Specifically, four weeks’ worth of schedules, taking us from Labor Day until the first of October. It’s not even the end of August, and I can tell you who will be working when on October 1st. Working the schedule that farContinue reading “On Work and Scheduling”
On My Day
I felt as though I were spinning my wheels at work today. Friday’s I work a late shift, not coming in until 1. Not thirty seconds after I stepped through the door I received a phone call–today’s conference call is at 3, and call the other stores in the district to pass along the message.Continue reading “On My Day”
On an E-Mail Annoyance
I don’t own a digital camera. I like film. It’s the texture–film has a texture a digital photo just can’t capture. Don’t get me wrong, I understand the appeal of digital photography, and being able to spread photos far and wide and fast is something that film photography can’t compete with. For myself, if I’veContinue reading “On an E-Mail Annoyance”
On Schedule Making
Today I wrote up the store schedule for the next two weeks. Good idea, no, considering I leave next Friday morning for vacation? There’s no magic to making the schedule. In a way it’s like building with LEGO bricks–this person goes here, that person goes there. But there are limits–payroll is this much, this personContinue reading “On Schedule Making”
On Memory
A man came in the store today. I was a bit on the harried side–one of my employees called out distraught, the other wasn’t due in for a few hours–and I had customers on all sides. He asked me a question, I told him I would be right with him, and he began to browse.Continue reading “On Memory”
On People I Don't Resemble
This afternoon at the store I was setting up a display of system boxes in the front window. The boxes should be stacked one atop the other, but I like artistic flourishes with pyramids and spirals, so as I worked on putting together a PlayStation display the front door opened and a guy walked in.Continue reading “On People I Don't Resemble”
On a Bulletin Board
I’m in Durham at their new mall, Streets at Southpoint. I’d driven out there to pick up a few games–Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas had come out that morning for the PC, and my store had sold out. The Southpoint store, though, had extras to spare. So, with new Coldplay in the car stereo, IContinue reading “On a Bulletin Board”
On How My Day Went
I don’t fucking want to talk about it.
On My Day
Yesterday. Got to work at nine. Left work at midnight, fifteen hours later. Today? Probably the same. I’ve started mucking with the body chemistry. Two cups of coffee already, and probably a whole pot once I get to work. At least, I’ll brew a whole pot. I feel like a Mack truck is running lapsContinue reading “On My Day”