He's got frosted tips and spikey hair, fer chrissakes.
But there's this... vibe to him. I get the distinct impression that he'd really rather he never had to talk to me or interact with me.
And it never failed today that every time he sought me out for anything, I was doing something really goobery.
But then, he pops up about 20 minutes before he got off and let me know that all my areas looked really good, that I was doing an excellent job, that I just had to do one aisle and the market area at the front.
And I feel like derek zoolander when I talk to him. I say "cool" way too much.
I don't know. I think it might just be because he's around my age and most of the other people I've had interaction with aren't. But one of the leaders apparently was saying nice things about me right before I entered the break room... so yeah. It's not all bad.
I don't know where the fuck this whole eager to please thing came from and I don't think I like it.
I was scheduled 2:30 to 11 tonight. I worked until 11:45 and that was only because the manager finally decided that she really wanted to go home. There was still reshop.
Apparently today was, in their estimation, worse than christmas. So if I can deal with an area as huge as I had by myself (and except for an hour of reshop doing by Joe ... which I thoroughly appreciate... it *was* entirely alone) on a day like today then I guess it isn't too bad.
I'm new. I have to quit being so hard on myself. Heh.. I have to quit being so hard on myself in general.
I miss the Karl.