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Jan. 31st, 2012 10:10 am( Русский язык )
There was six hours of sleep all right. In two hour increments, between one cat and another. Mostly Mikey. When a 20 pound cat walks up and down over you, it's very hard to sleep. Then there was cat vomit in the shower when I hauled myself out of bed to shower, after sleeping in through my exercise, so I haven't had that. Except when I got in to work and had to haul around all the boxes for [redacted], which have been charged out and will be picked up today, so that's something. Yesterday there was scrambling all over heaven and earth to finish up the order to [redacted] after several emails went astray so I didn't find out some things in a timely fashion. Plus a coupon that I wasn't told about till people breezed in talking about "Groupon" and "chicken." Now, for those of you just joining us, I work at a store called Earth Guild. We get mistaken for Earth Fare a lot. When someone walks in and babbles something non-specific that even they're not sure about involving Groupon and chicken, I assume that person wants Earth Fare. ESPECIALLY IF NO ONE TOLD ME ABOUT ANY COUPONS WE WERE OFFERING IN THE FIRST GODDAMN PLACE. This after a three hour box-slinging session where the boxes are 30lb+ boxes, plus the chaos of multi-thousand dollar international orders, so my brain is not at my best. Then I get to go home and herd non-literal cats. Then I get no sleep.
So, really, this is fair warning. I am not a happy kitty. I am, in fact, a kitty who will bite at the least bit of provocation, so until I get some actual sleep, I cannot vouch for my civility or manners. I am not in a mood to be cheered up. I am in a mood to hit something.
If I get my tables cleared of shit to pack today and no one else calls in with a multi-thousand dollar order to the far ends of the earth I might be a happier kitty. We'll see.
There was six hours of sleep all right. In two hour increments, between one cat and another. Mostly Mikey. When a 20 pound cat walks up and down over you, it's very hard to sleep. Then there was cat vomit in the shower when I hauled myself out of bed to shower, after sleeping in through my exercise, so I haven't had that. Except when I got in to work and had to haul around all the boxes for [redacted], which have been charged out and will be picked up today, so that's something. Yesterday there was scrambling all over heaven and earth to finish up the order to [redacted] after several emails went astray so I didn't find out some things in a timely fashion. Plus a coupon that I wasn't told about till people breezed in talking about "Groupon" and "chicken." Now, for those of you just joining us, I work at a store called Earth Guild. We get mistaken for Earth Fare a lot. When someone walks in and babbles something non-specific that even they're not sure about involving Groupon and chicken, I assume that person wants Earth Fare. ESPECIALLY IF NO ONE TOLD ME ABOUT ANY COUPONS WE WERE OFFERING IN THE FIRST GODDAMN PLACE. This after a three hour box-slinging session where the boxes are 30lb+ boxes, plus the chaos of multi-thousand dollar international orders, so my brain is not at my best. Then I get to go home and herd non-literal cats. Then I get no sleep.
So, really, this is fair warning. I am not a happy kitty. I am, in fact, a kitty who will bite at the least bit of provocation, so until I get some actual sleep, I cannot vouch for my civility or manners. I am not in a mood to be cheered up. I am in a mood to hit something.
If I get my tables cleared of shit to pack today and no one else calls in with a multi-thousand dollar order to the far ends of the earth I might be a happier kitty. We'll see.