Good evening,
Today was a day to forget, I am at my wits end with my job. I ask for help to get caught up and "sling" turkeys, they tell me I can't have any help until 2.5 hours later. That doesn't help the customers that need their stuff at that moment. I had a anxiety attack in my refrigerated stockroom, and punched a box of hams so hard I thought I broke my hand. I was fine. I channeled that anxiety attack energy into putting my delivery away, screaming f-bombs every other word as I was doing it. ( I was alone, if there was someone else around I would have been more appropriate.) I was mad mainly because my 2 direct supervisors have told me they would be there the second I needed help with turkeys and stuff, and they were BOTH there today.
I honestly don't know what kept me from leaving today. I hate that place.
My boys got their haircuts today, they got home a few minutes after I did, my wife let them get little designs into their hair, my oldest had a lightning bolt on both sides of his head, my youngest he had the woman cutting it put a Christmas tree with a star on the back of his head. It is cute, on both of them, hey it was the style in the early 90's, I guess it is coming back.
Have a good night all.
