| Ranting/Barista being a jerkface/Me being a jerkface |
[May. 8th, 2008|10:42 am] |
So anyone remember the post I made a few days ago, where a girl called in sick on Saturday after a night of drinking and I had to cancel plans to come in early, and she got mad at me because I confronted her?
Well anyway, she's still mad, because I refuse to apologize for something when I didn't do anything wrong. I know, we're both being entirely immature, but seriously this girl needs to learn she can't get away with everything because thats how people have been letting it slide. She's been on her "last string" with my SM and DM for at least a year now, and she calls in sick at least once a week, and still nothing's happening.
So comes Tuesday night. I'm the closing supervisor, and she's one of three other baristas closing with me. She refused to speak to me at all, and when she did, it was a grunt to acknowledge that she heard what I said. I stuck her on R1, because nobody ever puts her there because they don't want to hear her complaining, and so I figure since I don't CARE if she complains, she can have fun doing it. Everyone hates R1, and I mean everyone, so every night with every supervisor its usually a quest of determining which partner will complain about it less. She loathes it more than anyone, so she actually asked me "Will I be on R1 ALL night?" to which I said "If it says R1 then one can most definately assume you will be, yes." And then she resumed not talking/grunting.
And if that wasn't enough, she asked everyone else for orders except me. And barely listened to me at all when I gave them. At close when I needed to cash out the extra till (our night people don't have a specific till, the left register is closed after the morning shift goes home at 4:30 pm and the right one just stays open), she had unrolled all the coin... So I had to count it all. Sucks for her though because the closing tasks were already mostly done so she had to wait around until I finished counting.
The height of our feud though, happened around 9 pm when we started sanitizing everything. She was in the back by the sink and I went in the back and this is how the conversation went:
She's speaking in a raised voice, practically yelling, and I'm mostly quiet but still with a tone until near the end where I do yell.
Me: When you're finished back here can you clean the bathrooms?
Her: Can't you see I'm busy?
Me: Doing WHAT?
Her: Cleaning!
Me: Yeah well, you can finish it after, what the hell's your problem?
Her: You, obviously.
Me: Yeah well, its not my fault you went drinking and called in sick so get over it. (I turned to walk away at this point, where she yells something I didn't catch because by then I just tuned her out, it was something whiney about the actual calling in, but while she was in mid-sentence I spun around and shouted "MUFFIN!" and kept walking.)
Anyway, she got to bathrooms pretty quick after that, and thats all I care about. I WANTED to send her home, but then I'd be down a closer, and I'd feel bad because I participated I guess.
I know the whole thing's really immature and we're both being assholes, but honestly, her attitude towards people needs to stop and her complete lack of regard for work and the people at work also needs to stop. She needs to stop lying to my face, for one. She's still adamant about being actually sick. And she probably was, but she still went out drinking, and therefore still could have come in to work. Her friends came in on Saturday and ratted her out anyway, another shift was the witness to that one, so whatever. She can say what she wants. My SM says she's going to fire her when she gets some more people hired (although we'll see if that actually happens), and I have permission to keep her on R1 whenever she's on my supervising shift, so thats one less position I have to hear griping about. |
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