FUCK

So as Apples pointed out, I need to give 2 weeks notice or I can't use this job on my resume because it looks just as bad as getting fired...damn. Just 15 days guys, 15 days. the countdown begins.

Well, I guess it's time to say goodbye

I plan on quitting on Saturday, if not before then.
It's been....well it's been horrible actually.
So long sukkas, I may be back as Toystore Girl, or have some old Deli Girl stories.

I wish you luck with your terrible retail experiences.

All the best,
Deli Girl

In todays news...

I have formed an opinion of Boss Lady. Greedy backstabbing whore. To put it nicely. That's just professionally though, I can't say I know her personally. I wouldn't want to. The job search is on (before I get fired so she can cover her own ass)!

...yeah fuck this place. They have an agenda. Anyone with an agenda in corporate is a danger to my employment. Union or not, I'm going to get fucked soon. I can only hope to quit before Thanksgiving...the busiest day of the year for the deli. Too bad for them though, maybe she should have hired more deli clerks before the holidays instead of trying to get her bonus by cutting as many hours from the schedule as she possibly could.

Not like I'm going to sound needy but...

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I have to pay for my adorable (but old) cat to go to the vet and I would LOVE if someone bought these for me in a UK size 8 :D <3
Or if you don't have that kinda cash but think its a worthy cause you can go to my first post and donate to my paypal account :D

ANYTHING is appreciated :D <3

Tonight's Adventures

consisted of Nayrx cleaning the covering of the China kitchen so he'd get brownie points since it's always filthy, and as soon as he left for the night the guys who show up almost never to clean it got there to clean it...

I was talking to a friend of mine for a minute and Little G (Big G's replacement when she's unavailable) saw me talking to him and came around a minute later asking how my close was doing. Obviously he was saying without saying "Get back to work slacker," so as soon as our little conversation was over I said to my friend "So, Sir, would you like me to show you where that is, now?" The look on Little G's face as he walked away told me he felt like a douche. Mission accomplished. Little G used to actually be pretty cool - I think corporate has corrupted him. So Sad.

So 2 days ago I may have forgotten to put the drain trap back in the sink drain while I was washing dishes...and clogged the drain. The plumber still hasn't come. This is day 3 of no clean dishes.
Lesson learned: If you break the sink drain, you don't have to wash dishes.

So don't think poorly of me but...

the other night we were with Apples in the dairy box when I was about to get off of work and he was complaining about ordering too much and having cases and cases of expired eggs....Virginia's and my response was..."Can we go egg some cars?"
Especially since right before that I'd been on facebook and was like wait...Old Boyfriend hasn't moved away yet? and then guess who circled the deli FOUR TIMES while I was closing the front with Virginia? I think he was trying to tell if it was really me or not. But the guys made me feel a lot better by saying "That guy? He looks like a fucking amish lumberjack." and "He looks like a fucking hippie."

Thanks guys! <3

Today apparently after I got to work, I found out that Virginia was written up for the close...apparently the ovens weren't clean enough....after he'd pulled the glass out that I didn't know was even detachable and cleaned it when it hadn't been cleaned in years.

Ironic point though, I intentionally wrote down a quote the other night....As Virginia was cleaning said ovens "I just broke the oven more than it already was...but it's no worse than it was before!"

Recollections from the Deli

But first, an update from tonight! In the back where the doors to the load that comes off the semis are, I saw an adorable little lizard! I was trying to shoo it in the direction of the back door so it would go out of the building but it ran under a crate :( When I told one of the bigger night crew guys, he said "Ew," and looked repulsed. I was under the impression big guys shouldn't be afraid of little adorable lizards.

Anyway - Just remembering the first week I was on the job in Slaveway's deli, my mom had just had surgery and was recovering at home, and apparently as soon as I left home to go back to work after I'd been on lunch, there was a complication and she had to call 911. So I'm working in the deli and I see 2 guys in uniform come up to the deli and talk to Nayrx. He looks concerned and points over to me. Scared to shit I start thinking *DENY EVERYTHING* until I realize, they aren't police officers, they're fire fighters (or ambulance drivers, I don't recall which), and they ask if I was Deli Girl and I said yes, and they told me my mom heard them saying they were going to go to get food from where i work and she asked them to tell me she'd had to check back into the hospital.
Needless to say everyone in the deli started freaking out and asking what was going on. Deli gossip is worse than wildfire in a drought on a windy day.

After some consideration...

I decided that perhaps instead of being a police officer (Hottie McOfficer Tall Dark and Handsome probably won't be around anyway) for Halloween, I could just dress up as a Slaveway Deli Clerk. I mean, that's what I'm going to be wearing on Halloween anyway :( Then I was thinking, no, I could be Deli Girl, and wear a super hero cape! I seriously have doubts that my managers will allow that...but I think I will ask. But wait! I took it a step further, and thought, although I'm sure they wouldn't let me wear it to work, I could dress up as a racy Deli Clerk. I mean, if you can turn a Crayon into a sexual costume, I think I can turn disgusting deli girl into one.

I could just tie my button down deli shirt in the front Daisy Duke style, roll the sleeves up a bit, have my apron on, and cut my black pants into booty shorts, and substitute my black sneakers for black high heels.

I mean, if you can have a sexy cab driver costume....(I don't understand the point) you can have a sexy Deli Girl costume.

Inspired by:
http://news.holidash.com/2010/10/05/costumes-i-would-never-wear/?ncid=webmail

Oh Union

how this company violates you.

although I don't think this looks TOO dangerous, but I'm pretty sure this hole just appeared in the wall one day and that it's not legal...

H is for

hippopotamus. While looking for a certain code to type into the scale to distress the soups, I found Boss Lady's child's school work.

There are 5 dish washing gloves. 1X Left size 10, 3X Right size 10s, and 1X Left size 9. WTF.

After I dyed my hair (polarized my hair color, basically) more of my coworkers noticed immediately (and remember, at work I normally wear a hat) than my closest friends, 4:1 easily. What does that say about my life? I spend more time at work than with the people who know me best.


Oh deli, how smelly.

The ripples in the grease
reflected upon the oven walls
are but one
of your many turn offs.

Refrigerator.

(Oh wait, that wasn't a haiku...oh well.)

"Am I just being retarded?

Or are these especially difficult?"

No, poor Customer-man-person self serving at the greasy Olive Bar, it isn't you. It's the deli. It's not your fault that nothing we actually NEED ever gets ordered. Like the lids for all of the plastic containers. Instead we have been using the soup container lids, which do not particularly fit, and are especially difficult. I have trained myself to be successful on the 2nd attempt 50% of the time when fusing the lid with the container, but not everyone is as skilled with adaptability as I am. Nor should they be for getting paid so little per hour.

Back on the topic of ordering, our usual manager, Boss Lady, is usually pretty good about ordering stuff that we need, but our "assistant manager," (the Critter) not so much. As was told to me by Apples on night, when Boss Lady got back from her 2 month injury, she exclaimed, "It looked like Christmas!" Regarding the Critter's ordering habits.

Don't steal

Slave(life)away hates competition.

As I was taking my break earlier, Nayrx was already in the break room on his lunch, and the LPs (Loss Prevention) came walking in quickly escorting a middle aged woman with dark hair and sunglasses one through the break room and into the mini computer room in the back, closing the door behind them. Nayrx and I didn't know what to say, it was very awkward.
A few minutes later, two police officers walked into the break room looking disoriented, I pointed directly behind me at the closed door. Nayrx asked the (very good looking black, male) officer "How many times a week are you guys in here?" His response? "How many times a week are we in here? Hella."
New.
Favorite.
Officer.

Makes me happy that's what I'm being for Halloween. :D Maybe I'll score some brownie points with this guy...

What would be really funny is going to work dressed as an officer...I mean, I already have the deli shirt and black pants on...all I'd have to adjust is the hat and shoes which are actually black, I wouldn't really be breaking the dress code...just adding to it?

Racism

I'm really REALLY white, but I also couldn't care less what color you are as long as you pay your taxes. So I was a little mortified when there was this racist occurrence...
As I was walking towards the entrance from the back side of the store, an older white woman with a cart full of groceries stopped and asked if I was a bagger. Thinking she was going to try to get me to help her put her groceries in the car or something, I said no, and she tried again. "Are you are a checker?" I finally told her no, I work in the deli, and she said "Good, there are no white people in that store, have a great day."
I didn't know how to respond...so I just said thank you?