![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
(no subject)
Nov. 21st, 2008 05:03 pmAt the top of the shift I noticed something odd about my booth's carousel of information sheets and on closer examination it turned out that some shithead had removed the sheet with the new introduction ("I should just mention that a supervisor may listen to the call for quality and training purposes") and left an empty leaf, and had also taken this year's calendar out, leaving next year's showing. So I was delayed starting work while, struggling to keep my temper (I wasn't in a good mood to begin with because of my cold), I told Rosemary the problem. She told me to see Paul for copies of the missing sheets, but I've not been keen on asking Paul for favours since he deliberately didn't put a change to my shifts on the roster because he had the hump with me, so I told Sue #6 instead.
Sue handed me a spare carousel with all the sheets intact and took the other one for refilling, and said she'd put an e-mail out asking people not to interfere with the carousels. As I was now late starting and so would have to shave that time off my breaks, and then, on sitting in my booth, in my annoyance spilled coffee on my jumper, I wasn't happy to settle for anything less than the giblets of the moron who looted my carousel on a silver platter.
It was purgatory interviewing with my sore throat, though an hour into the shift Sue #3 offered me a Tisarette. As I don't generally take medication with colds, since all it does is make colds last longer (though I didn't take any medication for my last one and that still hung around for a fortnight) I initally said I was OK, but Sue said they were very good for interviewing as they numb your throat, so I took one. They were round pink tablets around the size of an aspirin. The shift was a bit easier after that, although I had a coughing fit not long after swallowing the pill (I wasn't talking on the phone at the time, thank goodness) and my stuffy nose still made things tricky.
Thank frack it's the weekend.
Sue handed me a spare carousel with all the sheets intact and took the other one for refilling, and said she'd put an e-mail out asking people not to interfere with the carousels. As I was now late starting and so would have to shave that time off my breaks, and then, on sitting in my booth, in my annoyance spilled coffee on my jumper, I wasn't happy to settle for anything less than the giblets of the moron who looted my carousel on a silver platter.
It was purgatory interviewing with my sore throat, though an hour into the shift Sue #3 offered me a Tisarette. As I don't generally take medication with colds, since all it does is make colds last longer (though I didn't take any medication for my last one and that still hung around for a fortnight) I initally said I was OK, but Sue said they were very good for interviewing as they numb your throat, so I took one. They were round pink tablets around the size of an aspirin. The shift was a bit easier after that, although I had a coughing fit not long after swallowing the pill (I wasn't talking on the phone at the time, thank goodness) and my stuffy nose still made things tricky.
Thank frack it's the weekend.
