Today sucked. As the schedule stood me and my closer both had 6 hr shifts which meant there was a 2 hr gap. So thirty minutes before the end of my shift I hear 3 commands in 60 seconds "Janitorgirl, Janitorgirl- the cafe needs trash pick up"- I had just cleaned a spill and was in no position to touch my walkie. So they said it again and again.
I headed to the cafe. As I am at the cafe the message comes "Cashier manager do you have anyone to grab carts for the first AND second floors?"
The idiot said "Janitorgirl."
I said, "I'll do that after the cafe."
I had already asked to extend my hours- every manager said no. I spent the last 30 minutes of my shift getting carts but custys were grabbing carts as fast as I could bring them in and there were maybe 6 carts in three parking lots.
The nail in the coffin was when a manager asked, "Cashier manager do you have someone getting carts in the first floor?"
And she answered "It should be Janitorgirl."
So I should split myself in two?
I said in to the walkie, "I have been on carts for 30 minutes- people are grabbing carts faster then I can pull them."
And when my short shift ended cashier manager had the nerve to ask "Are Carts filled?"
"No, I'm off." I pulled in every cart and they all disappeared.
So glad I have 5 days off.
I hope your managers realize carts don't grow on trees.