I Just

Teddy has quit (not surprised). New Guy lasted a week before having a family issue (unspecified) and quitting. Viscount has shown up on a job searching board on Facebook straight after a disciplinary for doing something dumb repeatedly. Lovely new kid Meg has done the same screwup as Viscount and I just hope she doesn't run while this formal thing is taking place. Two more staff have been pinged and have ten days off. Two staff off work due to puking. I was sent home yesterday sick as my cough is so bad it's scaring customers. Overall we are on tenterhooks in case someone else goes off work for whatever reason. The ones who remain are exhausted and we fear them walking out.

Took myself out after work and went and saw "Old" at the cinema (thriller/horror). I was quite surprised to enjoy myself. £5 for the ticket and a pound spent on cheese crackers, strawberry sweets and a can of drink from the pound shop. I think that's a win.

Stop Press: Laddy has gone off on his third ten-day isolation...

June Extras

Oops! Completely forgot to post this one.

£5.61 Prolific Academic

£10.00 Storewards

Tired, of things and stuff in general. Did better than usual in my pay packet as a consequence.

Slowly Slowly

Catchy Monkey... so I threw a polite tantrum a few weeks back about stupid it was, constantly finding there was no cover for tomorrow, and then spending an hour on the phone grovelling. These shifts had sat open for weeks and nobody had volunteered, and we were always playing catch-up at short notice.

So I now sadistically allocate people into the overtime slots. For most people this means they work 15 hours that week instead of 10. 15 hours! Slavery.

Result: they figured out that if they volunteer for one shift a week they get left alone from any more and they get a choice on when they work. Most recent overtime sheet is already full of volunteers, more than three weeks ahead. Score.

Today: whole day spent at sister store. Knackered. And it wasn't even an overtime shift, it was a "sorry they need you so off you go" shift 😭

Un-Bear-Able Teddy

Wow, Teddy, just wow. Everything about Teddy's abysmal performance screams "sack me". Like, imagine poor behaviour and then double it, add in bad excuses plus a bald-faced lie. You get the idea. He has taken a leaf out of Sassy's book and even squirmed his way out something he was specifically told to do. I have pushed this bullshit behaviour onto Boss Lady who is actually going to start the formal process... which will never end with the great big slap that Teddy deserves, but will at least get the minimum formal recorded wagged finger.

So I'm really looking forward to four manic nights in a row again this week. Not. I hope England lose just so the stupidity slows down. I'm tired of eedjits running up to the door at five minutes to closing when the shop is still full of people and I just cannot.get.home.

Money sent - I'm officially a part-owner of the building freehold, yay it's expensive to be a company director! But this means that as soon as we get the roof and fire works done, I can think about refinancing onto a secured loan, ie, a mortgage. To my surprise I was rejected for an Agreement in Principal, even though all my existing debt would be paid off and I was only asking for 1.5x my annual salary. I think it's the payment holidays I have recently taken. So for now, I'm just waiting for my two loans to be merged and I'll concentrate on displaying regular payments for a few months, then ask again.

I'm also considering study again (Leadership and Management Diploma Level 3). I have broached it a bit with Boss Lady who agreed that it would be in line with my professional development as it would need to demonstrably be to the benefit of the business. She agreed to reduce my hours if need be so that I could get the coursework done. But at this point it would be painful financially, so it might be a while before I can move forward on it. She did laugh and say it sounds like I want to be a store manager! I pulled a face and said I hadn't chosen the Level 5 in Management, and that I wouldn't touch her job with a barge pole. (Truth. But let's see if I still say that in five years' time.) 

Free: a Curly the Caterpillar cake, which I have been munching my way through over the past three days. Those things aren't even nice, they're sickening, so why have I still done it to myself again?