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Problemless with problems
by Rebel Leader
Location: Where angels lose their way...
Age: 22    Sex : M
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Oh man, the craziest day at work 12/14/2002
I walked in and Brian had a job for me even before I clocked in, so I had to clock in first and then help him take 4 bikes out of the Layaway trailers and put them back in the store where they go. It turns out there were only 3, so I put them where they went which meant finding the right slot that they go in, and one had to go on one of the top ones so I had to get a ladder and put it up. Steven was walking my way so I asked him to hand the bike up to me when I was on the ladder and he did, but he gave it to me backwards so I had to turn it around while on the ladder with it's tires hitting the tires of the other bikes in the next slot, and the only way I was able to do it was while holding it over my head. That was difficult to say the least.

I did the carts some more and got some pretty good progress done, and then went inside to help with putting returns back, and about halfway through that customers started asking where things were, or for me to help them get something down, or I got called places to take a heavy thing out to someone's car, and these were so close together that I didn't have time to even return to my cart of returns. By the time I finally went back to check on the carts, they were out, but customers come first, so I was doing exactly what I was supposed to. They tell me that a customer carry-out takes priority over even a direct order that the district manager gave to me. Well, I filled up inside as best as I could, and by that time it was 11:30 and that's around the time they usually let us go, but the parking lot was a mess. I told this to Support Manager Tracy (T.K.) and she asked if there was enough carts to last customers through the night. I said there was. She said to not worry about carts then, just help straighten up inside. Well, that was cool to not have to worry about carts. Everyone was helping in Toys since it was the messiest department, so I helped there, too. My mom and Andrea came in to pick me up around midnight, and I asked how much longer we would be there and T.K. said around a half an hour. My mom didn't want to wait that long so she asked if Carly could take me home, and she said she would.

When it was finally time to go, I left with Carly and she was getting cough drops since she had a sore throat :( and she felt she might be getting the flu. :( She didn't talk much during the ride home and she didn't look too well, either, and said she hopes she can come into work tomorrow. I felt bad and wanted to give her at least some comfort knowing she must be feeling awful, so I reach over and rubbed\massaged her shoulders and upper back (below that was against the seat) and from what I could tell it relaxed her a little. After about 10 minutes she suddenly pushed her shoulders up like I had tickled her neck. She said she doesn't like her neck being touched. Well, she dropped me off and after a little bit of boring computer use, I went to bed.

 
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