Grumpy Dog
Aug. 5th, 2004 11:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fredericksHey, hey, mama, said the way you move
Gonna make you sweat, gonna make you groove..."
One of the cool things about having a Led Zeppelin ringer is that...you have a Led Zeppelin ringer. One of the sucky things about having a Led Zeppelin ringer is that you tend to build a Pavlovian aversion to it (and Led by default) if you kept getting hit with crappy and/or annoying news after hearing it. I was woken up by Black Dog at 8:20 this morning when a coworker called and asked me to work for him. On my day off. My precious precious day off. The only reason I agreed and got out of bed was because I thought my manager would be by her lonesome. So imagine my surprise when I get a call from her when I'm about six blocks from the store asking me whether said co-worker told me NOT to come in because she wasn't going to pay overtime. I told her there was no way in hell I was going to go home, since I was already dressed, semi-coherent, and FIVE BLOCKS AWAY on the bus, no less. And imagine my double surprise when the stock worker I was told (by said co-worker) that was out today was actually in when I walked through the door. So tomorrow I'm going to head in three hours later. And I'm sitting here, typing entries on the POS, waiting for 12 to strike so I can get the fuck out of here.
Other things:
*In unrelated, yumm-tastic news: never has evil been so damned hot.
*Why do people think that Radioshack is a customer service line? No, don't ask me to fix your cellphone or program your remote or diagnosis your camera problem over the damned phone. I'm not a miracle worker. And don't get pissed when I ask you to come to the store to help you better. Lazy prick.
*I hate my damned co-workers. Grr.
Gonna make you sweat, gonna make you groove..."
One of the cool things about having a Led Zeppelin ringer is that...you have a Led Zeppelin ringer. One of the sucky things about having a Led Zeppelin ringer is that you tend to build a Pavlovian aversion to it (and Led by default) if you kept getting hit with crappy and/or annoying news after hearing it. I was woken up by Black Dog at 8:20 this morning when a coworker called and asked me to work for him. On my day off. My precious precious day off. The only reason I agreed and got out of bed was because I thought my manager would be by her lonesome. So imagine my surprise when I get a call from her when I'm about six blocks from the store asking me whether said co-worker told me NOT to come in because she wasn't going to pay overtime. I told her there was no way in hell I was going to go home, since I was already dressed, semi-coherent, and FIVE BLOCKS AWAY on the bus, no less. And imagine my double surprise when the stock worker I was told (by said co-worker) that was out today was actually in when I walked through the door. So tomorrow I'm going to head in three hours later. And I'm sitting here, typing entries on the POS, waiting for 12 to strike so I can get the fuck out of here.
Other things:
*In unrelated, yumm-tastic news: never has evil been so damned hot.
*Why do people think that Radioshack is a customer service line? No, don't ask me to fix your cellphone or program your remote or diagnosis your camera problem over the damned phone. I'm not a miracle worker. And don't get pissed when I ask you to come to the store to help you better. Lazy prick.
*I hate my damned co-workers. Grr.
