The office: Chatter about your job

BTDT in an Eagle Talon, at one point with about that distribution (though I managed 3 high in the back seats, and no bulk bag option). Windows open all the way even with the risk of pizzas getting cold or else I wouldn't have been able to see because of a fogged-over windshield.

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edited 23rd May '15 12:15:27 PM by Nohbody

The bulk bags are only two boxes across. I had to prop up the third regular bag on a couple of cases of condiments my boss threw in because the kitchen had gotten behind and the order was 45 minutes late. I would have gone three high in the back seat, but the seat belts were at their limit with just the two and I didn't want to leave them unrestrained.

Three bags in the passenger seat also means I can't see out the passenger seat.

I didn't have to worry about restraining the stuff in the back seat. Eagle (mechanical sibling of pre-2K Mitsubishi Eclipse) is a 2+2 layout, meaning the back seats aren't fit for occupation by adult humans. Just had to push the front seats back until they were snugged up against the bag stack.

Listening to you guys trade pizza delivery war stories is so much fun!

Pizza Wars... there's a TV serial in there, somewhere...

Duplicated post... (I really should get a signal booster.)

edited 23rd May '15 5:47:44 PM by Euodiachloris

Jesus H. Christ. Most that I ever had to deliver was around thirty, and that was to a bachelor party. We technically weren't supposed to take the order, as it was outside of our delivery area, but when we learned how big it was, we happily made an exception. Don't remember how much I made in tips in total from that, but I was offered several bags of weed and a lapdance in lieu of cash tips from several of the revelers. I declined all of those offers.

Just got home early from work due to fantastically bad weather knocking out power to the store. My phone was going off every fifteen minutes with flood and tornado warnings, but we stayed open until we lost the oven and computer system.

When the worst of it hit the area, I was chatting a little bit with a customer, so she invited me inside to wait out the torrent. When it died down a bit I limped back to the store and most of the stoplights were out.

I had my first full-on minimum night in several months tonight. Not one single bag to deliver. So I'll get paid the company's minimum simply for driving out to the airport, waiting around for an hour, and driving home.

Hastur, some stores (like apparently Para's and my previous job delivering) have contracts with the local school district to deliver pizzas for their lunch periods, and occasionally some stores may wind up getting huge orders for parties and formal get-togethers.

Ugh. I agreed to do about 3 hours of work this sunday to cover for the older vet, who needed to leave early. I thought, hey, how much work can there be, I'll only be there three hours, hopefully it will be nice and quiet and I can do the 2 consults we have and go home.

Nooooo. Two last-minute 'emergency' consults.

One was not an actual emergency, just a last-minute book-in thing, but the nurse described it as such when she poked her head into my already very stressful hideous eye walk-in case. I kind of freaked. I was very relieved when it showed up and turned out to be a mostly pretty fine cat instead of at death's door like I was picturing.

edited 24th May '15 12:26:00 AM by LoniJay

Oh, I'm very aware of how those setups work, I just live in the middle of nowhere and thus never experienced any of that.

Ugh ugh ugh UGH UGH!!!

So I asked why my schedule was lowered by a full day and my boss said "Since it's been very slow and you're a student I thought I would manage the labor costs by cutting your hours until the summer was over." Without even asking.

I said that if they couldn't find a way to keep me on full time LIKE I ASKED FROM THE MOMENT I APPLIED AND THEY AGREED TO GIVE ME, I'd leave once I found a full time position.

I am not spending two months at another job that doesn't pay nearly enough for me to live on and my training is already a part time job in itself.

Meanwhile, I got a couple hours added onto my schedule without asking me, even though I'm working more than I want or need.

I know that feeling. Technically I'm part time but I've been working pretty much full time hours for around 2 years now. Still only get part time benefits though. I need to talk to HR, though. Our first kidlet is due in November and after Minion gets here I need to seriously cut back my hours. I really only want to work 2-3 days a week at the most.

The adult shop didn't have enough hours for anyone when I was there. One of the shift managers told me that her "full time" schedule was lucky to make 30 hours.

I'm part time at Kroger but I'm getting 40 hours almost every week, with the occasional 36 (or this week 39) hour week.

Then again, I work produce, and our produce department is perpetually understaffed because people hate it so much.

No, the problem is I specifically asked for 40 hours a week, and they agreed to give it to me.

Now they're telling me they changed me to part time without telling me anything about it, and saying business is too slow now. A week later. They know summer by a college is going to be slow. They could have said they had no hours.

I feel like they're trying to pull a fast one on me to see how much I'll put up with, and I'm not going to deal with it.

edited 25th May '15 7:18:10 PM by Leradny

My workgroup is completely blocked because our servers (that are in a completely different city) decided to just stop working and nobody seems able to tell us why or how to get them to work again.

This the day after the management sent everybody a mail praising the excellency of our "cloud-blahblah-buzzwords service", which includes aforementioned servers. :P

edited 26th May '15 3:00:08 AM by Cozzer

Told my boss I wanted to go to five days a week instead of six. Since I was working morning to evening MTWF and using my Thursdays to intern for nine hours and then review a movie, I didn't have time to get anything done for myself. I work evenings Saturday and Sunday, but there are things that need doing that require me being available during weekday business hours.

My produce department is even more short-staffed now. Last Wednesday was one guy's last day, one of our guys is on vacation, and after being threatened with a write-up from a comanager being unreasonable a guy who was going to quit soon walked out last night. We only had one closer scheduled tonight. Sunday is our busiest day of the week. You can't close our produce department on a Sunday with one person. I ended up having to stay 3 hours on overtime to help him out (because I'm not going to be that asshole).

11 mastiff cross puppies in for vaccinations and microchips today. It's a tough life, being a vet =P

I love when you pick up puppies and they do that thing where they snuggle their nose into the V of your collar <3

Awwwww, cuteness! Please tell me two dams are involved, there... (even for a mastiff, that many live pups is not that common).

Nope, apparently just the one. And she originally had 14, but lost three due to mismothering. Her previous litter was big too, so apparently this is just a regrettably fertile dog.

... the owners are getting her speyed now, thank goodness. Although I hope they take her to someone else for it because I don't want to do it

>_< Yeash.