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The Big Red X

Well, the two Shift Supervisors have fallen into place and are just as sweet as baked apples. It was either get on board, or get fired. Now, if I can stop having to write people up and fire them....

Yeah, had to fire someone last week for telling me 'what they were going to do, and what they weren't going to do' in front of customers, and crew, and 15 minutes before my Area and District Manager were due to arrive. I had these options:

A. Take his shit, and look good in front of AM and DM.

B. Run the store short, send his ass home early, run the register, and potentially not look good in front of AM and DM.

I chose option B. I sent his ass home. You simply don't talk to me like that, and you certainly don't complain about your job to the customers because you are tired of running register. Who wants to hear that?

It happened to be a crew favourite. People grumbled, disagreed, etc. He was fired the day after for being 30 minutes late.... 3rd time this week on top of inappropriate behaviour.

Well, AM and DM were there with the guy above them.... (*^$#@^*&^%!!) and I thought to myself, I'll explain the situation, they will either agree and back me up, or they can have my keys. I explained they understood, AND they said the store looked great. My DM said I had more patience than he did because he would have fired him on the spot.

Strangely enough, I thought that I would get sick over it. I abhor confrontation, and having someone's job in my hands is not something that I take lightly. But, I find myself ready to give the 'Big Red X' to the next person.

My General Manager said that all anyone had to do was stand in front of her to get fired. She's a little more vocal about it than I am.

Things are starting to change for the better, and I can't wait for my hours to settle into something normal.

Isabel (my car) needs repair and I had been under a little stress that it might be the engine. I took it to Midas, and of course they started quoting me upwards of 500 bucks but they weren't certain what the problem was. I took it to the mechanic that I trust not to sodomize me, and they said it was the water pump. My brother, being an angel, has decided to fix it for me. He comes through again. So, tomorrow, I go over there first thing in the morning, and he fixes it. Then I have an appointment at 6 pm to get a massage. I think I may just have them rub my poor feet the whole time.

gotta run.
xx