ever since my supervisor had the nerve to bark @ me 4 weeks ago and threaten that "if it happens again" she would write me up ("it" meant that the head cashier couldn't find me in the parking lot), been even more uptight than usual. plenty of times, supervisors/managers can't find employees. it makes me paranoid, b/c Supervisor could just tell me that "the head cashier couldn't find you and i am now writing you up." the b***h doesn't legally/morally "have" to "prove" that the head cashier couldn't find me. she doesn't even "have" to tell me what time the head cashier allegedly couldn't find me. besides, like i told her, the parking lot contains a lot of blind spots. not all parts of the parking lot visible from all other parts of the parking lot. furthermore, i could be inside the building doing something the head cashier had the nerve to tell me to do, for example, pushing the carts inside the building. past four weeks, all of a sudden, one or two times a day, some idiot tells me to push the carts inside the building. before that, someone only told me to push the carts inside the building one or two times a year. there's nothing bad/wrong about pushing the carts inside the building, but i *hate* it when customers keep bothering me. a couple weeks ago, a customer asked me a question about home improvement and i didn't know. the lil moron had the nerve to tell me that my first day was yesterday. but home depot is not like the tv show "home improvement" where Tim and Al show and tell you how to fix your house. home depot does NOT require lot attendants to know anything, much less everything, about home improvement. my job description says nothing about home improvement. none of the training videos in my first four years five months, say anything about home improvement. (things not always the way they appear.) try asking ASM Smith that question (or any other question, for that matter!). I find it hard to imagine that she knows the answer! (rolls eyes)
and i don't have the nerve to answer, b/c i am afraid that they (customers or coworkers) will demand the boss, and they are having sex with the boss, and the boss will make my worthless corpse redundant. ("at will" employer) (any two rodents could have sex with eachother and they do not need to tell me, much less ask my permission. i do not have the moral/legal "right" or physical strength to prevent two rodents from having sex. exception: in certain situations, i might be able to spray them with garden hose.) (everyone has subconscious biases.)
lot attendant roy and i were trying to load a car with lumber. roy failed to wear gloves. (safety violation: Final Warning). a customer gave roy the walkie talkie that fell out of roy's apron. when i saw that, i gasped. scared me. immediately checked my apron. my walkie talkie was still in there. just the day earlier, angela D had just told me that if you lose the walkie talkie, you get written up. roy did not seem the slightest bit emotional about losing the walkie talkie. besides, just a couple weeks ago, roy told Head Cashier Star, that roy lost his walkie talkie. i *really* do not want roy to get made redundant. roy has not bothered me, not once, and he's worked there since december 2021. roy is constantly working and almost never sits down. even though he's 67 years old and smokes, he never seems physically tired and walks quickly and effortlessly.
Painter Lenin (who's been working at home depot longer than me), asked me my name and i answered. "I always see you in the breakroom." "Not always. Just break and lunch." "I wasn't trying to accuse you," lenin said. (rolls eyes).
three weeks ago, head cashier MM asked me to go behind the building, pick up wood, and put the wood into the compactor in Receiving. when i got to Receiving, Receiving Maria told me that wood does not go into the compactor. it goes into the dumpster behind the building. (confusing). there was a door (that could only be opened from the inside, and it had an alarm on it) that went to that dumpster, and maria held the door open while i pushed the cart through. (during the Performance Evaluation, told angela that i was afraid that if i put garbage in the wrong dumpster, the whole building would burn down and i would get sent to jail for Arson). (rolls eyes). angela had the nerve to laugh out loud like it was the funniest thing in the solar system, but sometimes things that are hard to imagine, really DO occur! so i told angela that i want idiots to tell me their demands in writing, not verbally. that way, if the fire marshal said "who told you to put wood into the compactor?", and i said "head cashier MM", then head cashier MM might deny it. she might not remember or maybe she was trying to get me made redundant ("Entrapment"). but if I had physical evidence, then maybe that would make it harder for me to get sent to jail. (but i am not a lawyer, so whatever!). a letter saying "I, Head Cashier MM, am telling you, Lot Attendant, to go behind the building, pick up wood, and throw it away in the compactor in Receiving.") that way, it would be harder for MM to deny that she did, indeed, tell me to dump the wood into the compactor.
05 Mar 2025, 12:30 pm
