Shadowscope

With the Boy leaving for boot camp on Monday the oldest girl, Pete, is already clamoring to take his room over. I told her she should wait for awhile, but she is pretty adamant about getting his room. I don’t really mind although it’s going to be difficult for her little sister. What is going to be difficult is the fact that they sleep in a set of bunk beds except for when RePete is sleeping on my bedroom floor. That means that I will have to get new furniture for the kid’s rooms. Doh! Another expense. Coaster Furniture has some pretty decent deals that I was looking at earlier this evening, they may be one of my choices.

Rather than tell my manager that has time-management issues what to do this morning and then listen to why it didn’t get done I forced the issue. Since I have another manager off today I showed up at his store at 6am, changed the drawer, pulled whatever food I thought he would need today, locked him out of the office and store room and took the keys with me. That forced him to stay out in the front of the restaurant rather than doing stuff in the back. I did give him a short list of things to do before I returned, of which NOTHING was done but I think he did get the message.

I am still trying to find some way to motivate him. He likes to be the victim, so money apparently doesn’t do it. I know he likes gadgets. Maybe I should offer him my iPaq if he runs the numbers that I need him to. At this point I don’t give a fuck. He and I are going to make money out of his store even if I have to force him to.

Damn, I’m tuckered out. Worked about 12 hours today, came home, ate dinner, then cut about half the lawn. We are trying to get the house cleaned up a bit for the party and with it being so dry I haven’t cut the grass in a month or so. It needed it, or at least the weeds did anyway.

One thing about this new job is that I am on the damn phone constantly. A couple of months ago we went a little bit over our minutes so I bumped them up to 2100. That seems like a lot, but there are three of us on the family plan, and mine doubles as the home phone. I figured that with paying out so much in cell costs it was a waste of money to have a land-line. This past month I apparently went almost a thousand minutes over that 2100. Hell, I used all 2100 myself. I carry my charger with me in my car I am on it so much now.

When I get home I average about 15-20 calls a night, even from the stores where the managers are on duty. What the fuck is up with that? My question most of the time is “what did so-and-so say when you asked them?” That usually ends the conversation then and there, but some of them are pretty persistent, particularly considering that one of them is a fuck up and doesn’t answer his own phone most of the time when they call, especially if it’s after 9PM.

I keep telling myself it will get easier, and I know it is just a matter of time, but I am growing very impatient.

Damn, yesterday was just too short. That working seven days with one day off stuff sucks. Luckily I just have to work today thru Friday and I am off this weekend for the Boy’s going away party. Don’t forget if you are coming, shoot me an email at rmiles AT charter DOT net or just leave a comment (although the way the site has been lately you are better off emailing). Anyone that wants to bring anything just bring your favorite side dish and a drink.

We will get started around 4PM or so until whenever. Good folks, good music (debatable) and good food. Good god, this sounds like an advertisement. Now I suppose I’m gonna have to pay myself or some such garbage.