#everything on topstock is fucked up
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somebody grant me the strength to go to work tonight 😭
#jtext#i don’t want to sleep bc that means i will have to wake up and go#they hired a new person and put them in housewares#housewares is a section of 5 half aisles#and two aisles made up of mostly coffee maker and blender displays#they really don’t ever need 2 ppl over there#meanwhile theyve just giving up on hiring anyone else for my area#and i’m getting really tired of getting the hardest aisles to zone on top of it#just bc i make them really clean and neat#if i could do less i would but it really bothers me to not make it perfect#i can’t not organize everything#so i’m like i just don’t want to go lmfao i don’t#and every time i come back from being off#my area looks like a complete disaster and#everything on topstock is fucked up#taylor used to keep it neat for me before they fired her#and the morning ppl are transferring out#not that they did much to begin w/ but 🤡#i really want to transfer stores i’m tired of the ppl there
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I guess I’ll talk about this here
since this is where I post the weird shit for no one and everyone to read. Fair warning, this gets a little weird?
I finally re-unlocked my silly little brain hack to being happy. And I did that with another silly little brain hack: Gaslighting!
I was just doin my thing when I felt one of The Bad Feelings coming on. So I stopped and said to myself, do I really feel that way? And I didn’t give an answer, but I stopped feeling that way. And I was like cool! And then I was reminded of the one time I was able to actually feel good all day long for once.
It was inventory time at store I was working at. The week before I worked a few overnight shifts to prepare topstock for the count. Very fulfilling work, I could just focus on getting everything in perfect order and not worry about having to interact with people. But of course my sleep got fucked up. I got three days off afterwards to recover. I did not recover.
Then we had inventory. I was beyond tired. I felt like dogshit. But as I was lying in bed after my first shift back, I had just recently started to get into the idea of puppy play then, and I was thinking about it and noticing how good it made me feel. And I got the idea...
The next day, I was still dog-tired. But whenever some negative rumination would start bubbling up, I would immediately silence it with a “Yeah, but I’m puppy!” in my head. And I just had the slightest stupidest grin on my face the whole day. I was like wow! maybe this could change my life and I will never have any problems again because I will simply just brute force happiness by essentially microdosing horniness.
I wasn’t able to do it the next day. I was just too tired. And things only got worse. The next week I don’t know how I managed to get to work because I spent the entire time in bed. The thought of getting out of bed and facing the world in any capacity was horribly overwhelming. I ate practically nothing for several days in a row until I was insanely nauseous from hunger, almost passed out twice trying to get to the kitchen, and then vomited what I had managed to eat afterwards. My mom took me to a mental hospital the next day because she didn’t know what to do with me. They didn’t admit me.
And I didn’t feel not-tired enough to do that again. Those good feelings, along with everything else, became too intense to play with. Frankly I lost a bit of the level of interest in that specific kink. But I’ve been chasing that ability.
So, faced with sudden unexpected emotional stability today, I decided to give it another try. It was a little awkward at first, and still is, but hey, it’s working. There’s much more to unravel, and I hesitate to think it will actually be the panacea I want it to be, but I’m glad to feel like I’m on the right path again!
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Newsies as things my coworkers and I have said part 1
David to Jack: you keep bugging (Katherine) and she’s going to kill you
Jack: bold of you to assume that wasn’t my plan
Spot, over the radio: no it should be-
Race in the background: *screaming*
Spot: it should be inline somewhere
Race to Albert and Romeo: can you guys hear me through the radio?
Albert and Romeo:*red-faced laughing* yeah
Spot: well if it’s not there-
Race: *louder screaming*
Specs, through the radio: is he okay?
Jack coming in the back room: Race what the fuck
Jack: wait you guys have a 60%
David: yes do you not?
Jack: no I only have a 50%
Jack: this app is homophobic
David: I can’t think bad about Buttons. They reminds me of my brother too much
Spot: you have a good relationship with your brother
Race, looking to Jack: I can talk shit about my brother all day I don’t give a shit
Spot: there’s literal shit on the seat. How the fuck did they manage that?? Did they shit sideways??
Spot: this lady was mad because she couldn’t use the restrooms because they were getting cleaned. Like BITCH if you had the time to sit in your car for half an hour to wait for us to open, you had time to walk to the Ralph’s that’s there and use their restroom instead
Jack: I hope she peed her pants
David: I think today’s the day
Albert: no it can’t be
David: no I think today’s the day
Romeo: what’s the day
David: the day I put in my two weeks
Albert: Dave you realize if you leave then that’s gonna make Jack leave, and if Jack leaves then Race is gonna leave, and with Race gone, Spots not far behind, and I’m sure Sarah will leave if Spot leaves just out of principle
David: so you’re saying IM the one holding this store together? I didn’t sign up for this
Kathrine, jokingly: you were here yesterday Dave. Why didn’t this get done?
David, overwhelmed: you expect me to get all of this out when I wasn’t done with the other thing??
Kathrine: of course
David: you absolute fool
David: *screaming while unloading the truck*
Albert: Dave, Race screams because he wants attention. Do you want attention?
David: no it’s just very stress relieving. I see why he does it
David: hey Specs look! More fabric!
Specs: *starts crying*
Albert: okay guys, 15minute crying break I think we all deserve it
David: *easily gets something from topstock*
Spot: oh look at me, I’m David. I’m tall. I don’t need the ladder to get things from the top shelf
Romeo: Jojo just showed me how to make nipple tassels spin do you wanna see
Kathrine, over the radio: David can you come to jewelry please?
David: yeah I’ll be right there
Romeo: why is she asking you there?
Albert: yeah you don’t know anything about jewelry
Romeo: waIT IS IS YOUR MOM
Albert: I WANNA MEET YOUR MOM
Specs, unloading the truck: *tosses a box*
The box: *shatters*
David and Jack: *start dying of laughter*
Spot: what the fuck was that
Specs: uh, oops?
Jack: see, you all think I’m annoying, which is fair. The point of that is I’m running an experiment to see who snaps first and kills me
Spot: you okay Dave?
David, surrounded by boxes in the back: you know, if these fall and crush me, I’m okay with that
David: it’s okay. Everything is okay. We’re just a little overwhelmed. Everything will be okay
Customer: *breaks something*
David, over the radio: hey I’m gonna go cry in the back for a few minutes if anyone needs me
Race: you’re gonna throw out your back one of these with picking up those boxes
Spot: I’m using proper lifting techniques so I think I’ll be okay
Spot: plus it’s not even that heavy
Race: yeah you’re right. That box only weights 58.65lb
Spot:
Spot: shit I’m fucking jacked
Albert: you got help with your task yesterday, you get help with your task today. Look at you
David: yeah why is that? Is it good karma for something?
Albert: no definitely not
Sarah: what’s with you guys and wanting to come in at midnight?
David: just think about how much we’d get done
Race: and all the idiots we wouldn’t have to deal with
Jack: yeah fuck the customer
Kathrine: David did you take your last break?
David: oh course I did why would you think I wouldn’t
Spot: he didn’t he’s been with me the whole time
David: Spot didn’t take his either
Spot: you sellout
David: if I’m going down you’re coming with me
Sarah, over the radio as the lights go out: okay guys, just be careful and go to a light if you see it
Specs: uh, I thought that’s what you’re not supposed to do
Sarah: what? No I want you guys to be safe
Sarah:
Sarah: Wait-
#newsies#newsies live#92sies#David Jacobs#Davey jacobs#Sarah jacobs#racetrack higgens#spot conlon#Specs#Romeo#elmer#kathrine plumber#Buttons#daveyprotectionsquad#reuploaded to this blog#work shenanigans#mos rants#workplace shenanigans
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Tw bad language I guess? I’m up for a promotion to management at work (still shitty retail but yay pay raise) but I’m a little annoyed/concerned cause this one associate has been working beside me for a while and I’ve been the interim manager while the actual manager was on parental leave (we found out she’s not coming back which is why I’m getting the job) but this guy is so used to seeing me as a coworker and not a supervisor I think it’s gonna be a hard transition. Like he’s sweet and I don’t think he means things maliciously but he rolls his eyes every time I ask him to do something he doesn’t want to do and constantly complains to me about everything like I’m sorry but really our job isn’t that fucking hard? Scan things in when you topstock them. Make sure you’re stocking things accurately. Don’t leave a huge mess of unbailed boxes in the back cause you’re too lazy to clean up your own mess. I’ve had to start getting firmer cause I have to tell him the same thing several times and like I like him as a person but damn dude. I’m not asking too much when I ask you to do your job so stop acting like the sky is falling cause you gotta cover registers for 30 minutes 🙄
#server problems#trigger warning#fuck coworkers#embarrassing#fuck retail#fuck customers#submissions#tw#fuck managers#fuck co-workers#retail law#call center problems#retail justice#happy ending#cashier problems#submission
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it’s bitching time. the department manager noticed that i am able to get EVERYTHING out to the floor. i topstock religiously lmfao. i take shit down to put more stuff up and i do it quickly and accurately, but the person i worked with today had a ENTIRE CART stuffed with shit ! i didn’t add a single thing to that cart. not a single thing. and then i pour everything in the totes into separate carts bc it’s easier bc you don’t have to walk back and forth and all the totes for that aisle are right there. i can separate the totes by color after and have it on the pallet ready to be cleaned up. well she INSISTED on having a stack of 8 on her l-cart and didn’t want to work out of the carts. and then i did all the other 18~ totes AND. a cart they brought us like 30 minutes before cleanup time and finished before her.... like you’re just wasting time fuck off. and now we have to print our own stickers for all that shit and put it in the bins and she didn’t do that either. i’m not doing it tho like i didn’t put a single thing on that cart
#jtext#it’s my friday and thank god i want to b*** ** ****** ***#also i cleaned up everything by myself lmfao
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