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...and thats because I've been avoiding work today.
Today was my day off, and after the shit that occurred yesterday, I really feared having Sammy call me up and ask me to come in. Especially as I'm having to work saturday again this week on top of my usual shifts, so that would have made 6 days in a row, and 3 days in a row with that cunt Mags.
Yes I used the C word, but god, it feels so justified. The word bitch simply isn't strong enough.
I woke up a bit late yesterday, at 10, but I had arranged everything so I could sleep till 10, get ready for work and have a little time free to do some cleaning before going to work (shift starting 12). Just as I came down and started making breakfast, Sammy called and told me that Gail had called in sick, and that she was alone in the shop, so she had to close, and now the delivery had turned up and it was all mayhem. I said I had literally just woken up so I didn't know how quickly I could get there, and she just got snippy with me and said "We'll you're going to have to try!" EXCUSE ME! Its not actually MY responsibility, so I get very annoyed when people get snippy over that- I mean come on, I need a minimal amount of time to breakfast, wash, dress and make myself look acceptable for work, I'm not like some of the scum in Leigh Park who won't go out without brushing their hair or having a wash, and its a fair little walk. Anyway I said I would get there as soon as I could, but it would be a little while.
The best i could do was 11:30, which meant no cleaning got done (fortunately, mum didn't give me a hard time over it later). Getting in half an hour earlier on such short notice was the best I could do. When I arrived, I found that Mags was already in, and then I saw on the time sheet that she started at 10 am- which means that Sam was bloody lying about being on her own because she called me AFTER 10! (And Steve confirmed Mags started then too).
Anyway, I go out and start working, and after a bit, Mags asks me when I would have started normally, and I said "I was meant to be working 12-4 today, so I got in as quick as I could." And she just replied really nastily "Well its quarter to 12 now! I got the call while I was still asleep and got here sooner!" She was being really mean and self-important about having gotten there before me (when she was contacted before I was, and even got a fucking lift in a car, a liberty that I didn't have!). I was so fucking angry, I just had to ignore her and refuse to answer her. I was angry the day before about the way she had been patronising me and telling me how to do my job, but this was just way over the line.
And she didn't stop there, oh no. Demanding I put out returns, and empty the bins etc. I mean come on, I do those things more than anyone else, and she tells ME to do it!? Most of the time, when I start a shift, stuff like that is left waiting for me to do them because no one else can be bothered. Tilly especially leaves a lot of returns lying around, not even hung up properly (sometimes still inside out) but I've never heard Mags lecturing her. She's been giving more me crap at the end of each of my shifts, demanding I empty the bin, even when I tell her more rubbish can be put in them yet- its a waste of bin liner! And then she says "Well thats how I like to do it, to tidy everything up at the end of the day" and I feel like screaming "WELL YOU FUCKING DO IT THEN, YOU BITCH!" she starts lecturing me that its just "nicer" for whoever is in the next morning to find a tidy till (its not like I leave it looking like a bombsite) and that we all have to work as a team- yet then she starts bossing me around and refusing to do certain things because its "not my problem".
I've so had enough now, I HAVE to have a word with Laura next time I see her (and i have no idea when that will be). I'm getting so angry about it, it just puts me in a terrible mood for the rest of my shift and the rest of the day. I want to say to Laura "look, could you at least tell her to stop talking to me? Because if she doesn't say anything to me, then she just won't piss me off".
I just feel apprehensive about it. Its not like when I complained about Emily, and I knew Laura would believe me...everyone seems to love Mags, so Laura might not believe me. I've been trying to ask for advice on how to word it properly, but nobody else seems to take it seriously...I know shes just an old hag, but shes a nasty old hag who makes my work life a misery.
So of course, last night I was dreading being called in again, so I've had my phone turned off all day, and I ignored the home phone until late evening also. Luckily, I don't think anyone tried to call, I slept right through to 11 (I think I need it!).
Well, I need to go exercise soon, so bai bai for now!
Maggot-Hating Bunny
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