10-4-08

HI!

Im still alive and kicking. Sorry if Ive been missed. Have I been missed??

Anyway...

As some of you already know, I have a new job. Its not my idea of an ideal job, but its not Target and I dont have to wake up at 230am anymore! Thats huge for me.

On September 23rd, I was given my 30 day notice. I could 'fix' all my problems or get fired in 30 days. I have to laugh because my 'problems' are rather funny. Heres a sample....

Send daily e-mail......CHECK
Communicate before I leave.......CHECK CHECK
Prevent my employees from calling in sick.....UM, ok.
Keep a door locked 24 hrs a day that about 12-15 people have a key to.....UM, ok.
Recognize top performers......Taking team members out for breakfast apparently doesnt count.

So at my 30 day notice, I stepped up my search. Searching high and low looking for anything. It got to the point I was sending out a few resumes a day. When you dont hear back, its frustrating. I can only imagine how Eric is feeling. (love you, honey)

I got a Sunday night phone call from a grocery store 2 minutes from my house. We talked for a while and set up an interview for the next day.

When I got there, we talked a lot. A lot about Target as he had never sat across from a Target employee. Weird, but ok. He wanted to understand the Target way of thinking. I didnt expect to have my brain picked during an interview. I answered his questions the best I could. I hope he got something out of it as I thought it was....weird.

I took a 50 question test asking me about my Crack addiction and whether or not I am a thief. When was the last time I worked while on Crack? How often do you smoke Crack? Would I steal money from my job? If I found money on the ground next to an armoured truck, would I return it? I couldnt help but laugh at the questions. The test was supposed to take me 20 minutes to answer. It took me 10. When he came to pick it up and 'grade' it, I was still smirking.

He came back a few minutes later and told me that I scored really, really well on the 'test'. I said, 'Well, thats good.' Then he told me again that I scored really well. Not hard to score well on a test when youre not on Crack, duh.

He offered me the position.

Part time.

Cashier.

$8 an hour.

What the hell am I thinking??

The positive side of things is that I never have to wake up at 230am again. There is an awesome possibility for quick promotion. The COMPANY pays for insurance. I can walk to work.

I know that things are going to be a shocking change for me making almost $6 an hour less. My kids understand this. Eric understands.

I will be ok.

When I got home, I let out the biggest sigh of relief. There was a weight lifted. Im going to be ok, and I know it.

No more Jeff. No more Ryan. No more Target politics. No more bullshit.

I put in my 2 day notice the next day. The HR was a bitch. It was an inconvenience for her to look up the phone number for my 401K. She was very quick to give me my termination papers and then asked if she could post my position that day. I simply said, 'I dont give a fuck what you do'.

I told a few people that I was leaving. The important people.

On Friday, I was asked to leave the store around 7am because I was laughing with my team. I was told if I was done, I could leave. I laughed in Ryans face and told him I was staying til my shift ended at 930. Whats he going to do, fire me?

I received a cake made by one of my team members that resembled Dale Jrs car. It was awesome. It was difficult to chop it up, but I finally did late that night after everyone had seen it. Of course Eric took photos.

One last thing before I left the store, was to toss a glass of confetti that I had been saving for the perfect occasion. One hand full was thrown at a fellow employee who was laughing her ass off. The rest of it was thrown across the entire team lead office. There was confetti everywhere.

The guy that I taxi to and from work was speechless. On the way home all he could say over and over was, 'Whos going to clean it up' and 'I wish I could have heard the chatter on the walkie'. He was pretty impressed, as was I. Today, Saturday, Im bummed that I didnt get some sort of photo of the event. I wish I couldve even sat for a minute and enjoyed my fun.

Oh well.

I did get a comment on Facebook from an employee giving me a WTG. Im sure in the near future, I will hear about it from friends. I cant wait.

Was it childish to throw the confetti? Should I have left quietly?

FUCK NO!!!

Peace out.....