Monday, December 28, 2009

Deseret Industries - the day after Christmas

I have a few cousins who periodically inquire after what's happening at my D.I. I have been a little hesitant to saying anything on the world wide web but let's get our feet wet with this one....

Don't get to excited. I just want to shed a little light on an ordinary D.I. morning.

6:30 a.m. - wake up, wish I was unemployed, shower, dry my hair, put makeup in my bag with the intention of using it soon

7:45 a.m. - turn off the alarm in the store, wish I was unemployed, ignore the ringing phone, head out onto the dark sales floor

7:50 a.m. - borrow Shirlee's stool to climb up and unlock the back door for the associates, they bust through before I can climb down, I nearly die, wish I was unemployed, return Shirlee's stool

8:00 a.m. - start answering the phone

1st call: Jim's associate - has a toothache, needs to make a dentist appointment, I said no dentist is open take an Advil and come in, he says it hurts, I say come to work

My associate comes in the office: doesn't feel well, wants to leave, I say everyone wants to stay....I'll check on you later

Alan's associate comes in the office: her son (Trina's associate) had a seizure that morning and can't call yet, I give her no trouble, I don't want to mess with that

Check the voice mail: Alan's associate isn't feeling good, has a headache, not able to come to work, he's lucky I didn't answer that call

Next call: Jim's associate - coming but late, I say hurry

8:05 a.m. - wish I was unemployed

Never got my makeup on, the parade of associates who "need to leave" doesn't end, my Christmas wish comes true as one cashier leaves for good (congratulations on your new job), one person tries to get me to work less because he/she works less, I find 2 counterfeit $100 bills in the cash count, another $100 is missing as well, go through all the change in $5's twice over, try to keep anger inside of me, wish I was unemployed.

This story may give you the impression that I wish I was unemployed. Please let me clarify: I love my job. The way it frustrates me is an adventure every day. I have total control over my attitude even when I can't control the actions of others. My boss is great. He lets me do lots of things and say things I shouldn't. Best of all, I have associates who work so hard to make positive changes in their lives and I rejoice in their successes.

I heart D.I. Who knew?


Kellie said...

You seriously crack me up! I love these posts. They are so, YOU! I'm so grateful that we're able to keep in touch through our blogs...but we need to do it more in person, too. Then we can talk more about you wishing to be unemployed!! :)

Kellie said...

Please note that I posted on every single posting!! :)

Katherine said...

Oh man, I'm having flashbacks!!!!! And that sounds like a pretty typical day... :)