We're on our 3rd person hired in the last 6 weeks to w#$k with the snarky pain in the ass wife.  I've lost count but think that blabbermouth has burnt throught over a dozen poor bastards just since i've w%$ked there.

 The first new  woman of the summer season made it through two very impressive weeks until she said the job made her nervous and quit on the spot.   I had a bet with a coworker victim #2 would make it a whole 2 weeks.  I lost.  She came early to pick up her first paycheck, said she wouldnt be in that day and no one has seen her since.

We are now on new girl #3.  Somethings different about her.  She smiles all the time.  Not just the polite
closed lip slightly turned up mouth corners either.

She flashes the full on wide eyed, toothy frozen faced grin of a beauty queen every 12 minutes.  In slow motion.  I have never seen anything like it.  No one smiles like that at my job.

 I'm convinced she is either a cult member, high, slightly Forest Gumpish or a cyborg.  Maybe sent by aliens.

 I was stealthy spying on her while she was working.   When exactly 12 minutes went by her face broke into that eerie marionette like smile.  She was facing a wall so it wasnt directed at anyone in particular, but then still beaming slowly she turned and directed it towards me.  I swear i saw red lights flash in her eyes.  Gave me the creeps.  I have got to get out of there.

posted by: rustymadgal at 07/31/06 05:07 | link | comments (3) |

What i see during a thunderstorm.  My precious little lap dog.

posted by: rustymadgal at 07/27/06 12:56 | link | comments (5) |

I've recovered from the Safeway incident and am ready to resume my job search.  Tomorrow.  Have to give the Powerball one more chance to hit first.

 Have i mentioned that despite a full webpage dedicated to how much Safeway hearts the planet there were no recycling bins in the sticky breakroom? More of their bastard lies.  We are boycotting.  Power to the people.

Found a link to the site that issues climbing permits for Mt St Helens.  Theres a fee of course but also a button to donate more.  

For $100 i can be a Volcano Supporter.  Selfish me, i've lived on the side of a dormant pile of ash for the better part of 15 years and never paid one thin dime of support.  What exactly does Mt St Helens need money for?  Continuing education?  Reconstructive surgery?  Gambling debts?

 They dont say but i think due to my supporting 2 mangled cats, one 106 yr old dog (according to the chart in my vets office) and 3000 birds/squirrels/racoons (60+ lbs of sunflower seeds a month) i'm going to decline their generous offer of becoming a volcanomama.

  Volcanos are notorious for being unappreciative anyway, one day St Helens gets pissed and BAM blows up all the nice things i worked so hard to buy it.

posted by: rustymadgal at 07/26/06 13:20 | link | comments (2) |

Finally remembered the camera to sneak a picture of this sweet sweet ride and some meathead parked and blocked my shot.   

The sign in the back window is really the piece de resistence.

posted by: rustymadgal at 07/25/06 13:20 | link | comments (3) |

I have no one to blame but myself.

I willingly climbed into bed with The Man (stone cold sober i might add, i know because i passed the drug test too) and it was over so quickly The Man didnt even take bother to take their socks off.  I feel dirty.
 
The following is my true account of my 1 1/2 days of my newest job being Safeways bitch.  Now i know being grocery store checker isnt the glamourous position anyone reading this blog might imagine me in, no cubicles not even a water cooler, but they would sell it to you by the bottle.


I took this second job as Safeways bitch because

a.  my furry bastards cost me thousands every year

b.  its mindless and easy, when hour 14 hits of a 2 job workday thats what i need.

c.  i've heard about friends of friends in the past who have done very well there.

d.  it was going to be a night job and i would have felt relatively safe there.  although i read this morning about a grocery employee in TN going after 8 of his coworkers with two butcher knives.  I understand why now and all those questions about anger on my prehire test.

The starting pay did suck, i normally would have never even considered taking this job.  I figured i would get in and find out the scoop on raises.  I dont expect shit from The Man but it hasnt been unusual for me to get a raise before my first paycheck.

I dont lie, except for the occasional white lie which every person on earth will tell.   Have no need, fact is always stranger than fiction. 

 Ms. Safeway quoted me the sucky wage during the interview and even said maybe she could talk to the manager and get me a little more because of all my years in customer service.  She didnt.  At the end of the interview she offered me the job and i took it.  No problem, but i absolutely know the amount she said.

on to page two sorry AG if you made it this far i know how you hate that extra click

                        

posted by: rustymadgal at 07/22/06 13:28 | link | comments (10) |

Its official because my new job says so,  I have a personality and behavior.  Yes,  i passed their 90 question p & b  hiring pretest.  You know the kind, choose one dot on the scale anywhere between strongly agree to strongly disagree.

I've taken these riveting and highly accurate tests before where they've dealt with how much i think its acceptable to steal but this particular test was heavy on the how i handle stress, anger and wanting to beat the crap out of my co-workers.  There wasnt a dot to check for  "I post what an asshole they are on my blog."

 hmmmmm what are they trying to tell me....

It's not the Post Office.  The Post Office was hiring for a temporary rural route carrier.  On the application they were going to ask the history of the last 10 years of my life.

I went thru filling out that prior 10 yr history shit  on another application, it took me an hour and i even left some stuff out.

As far as i can recall, since 1996 theres been 10 jobs in 4 states and 10 different residences.  i think  they held it against me.   The PO job was temporary and so am i,  i could have been the best contender but know how the man thinks so i didnt even bother.

All my hot fun in the summertime is over.   I start my new w&%k today.   i think i can.  i think i can.

If this job doesnt work out i will buy a push-up bra (actually i think at 41,  they're called hoist-up) and look for the perfect bartending/waiter gig so i can rake in the big bucks from the generous tourons. 

I'm a bit cosmetically challenged now anyway and need a few weeks for things to grow out.  Between my eyelash curler breaking and chopping off the top half of 1/3 of my lashes over my left eye and a home haircut when it was sweltering things arent looking too pretty at the moment.

posted by: rustymadgal at 07/20/06 04:55 | link | comments (5) |