But I'm not.
Because I'm awake.
Very very awake.
I'm working overnight this week. I like it. The hours I mean, I like working in the store when it's totally closed.
I don't like working with Rhiannon in her area on a transition (very complicated shifting of merchandise, displays, shelves, signing and so forth). Especially overnight.
Because that gives her a reason to complain constantly about how tired she is.
It gives her reason to turn into queen all-knowing bitch about everything.
It gives her a reason to get really fucking snotty for absolutely no reason over absolutely everything.
If she doesn't cut out the pissed off 5 year old shit for the rest of the week I'm going to end up REALLY REALLY disliking her in general. I think the thing that's really setting her off is that she actually has to *work* in order to get things done becuase no one will pick up her slack on this.
And on another Rhiannon topic... she pushed and pushed for me to hang out with Jeremy. Now that I do occasionally hang out with him and actually get something out of it (no, none of that... dirty people), she really fucking resents it.
While working today, he was across the aisle from me stocking some books, he made a jokey little comment, I made one back. He went back to what he was doing. I went back to what I was doing.
about 10 minutes later, Rhiannon made a loud, snarky comment about how she hates it that some people can't just do their jobs and have to come into work for the purposes of being social.
I wanted to point out her own habit of doing nothing all day, in favor of wandering around, chatting and flirting... but I didn't.
I just kept my mouth shut. Because at that point I was about to rip her head off.
think I'll sleep a lil now.