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.
So we're short THREE managers right now and borrowing various management from other locations.
Manager #1: 3ish weeks ago was lifting a keg and somehow tore a groin muscle. As they were surgically repairing it they found a mass. It looked pretty gnarly, but thank cheesus it was benign.
Manager #2: Pinched a nerve in her neck and her whole arm and hand kept going numb. She's been out a few says less than manager #1.
Manager #3: No one in a million years saw it coming, but this past Friday, he had a heart attack and had to have a stent put in. He actually came in to work a night shift after having some chest pain. GM took one look at him and made him go to the ER. Dr. said 100% blockage, should have died. He woke up from surgery asking when he could get back to work. He's stick thin and super healthy. Everyone was surprised.
Also, on the same night as manager #3, one of our veteran server's mother unexpectedly died. Apparently she had a stroke 20 years ago, and they didn't think she'd live. Well she just took her sweet time about it.
So we've lucked out in a sense, and gotten to borrow a really cool manager for the most shifts, and the rest have been nice too. I don't think we could all deal if we got manglement instead.
My poor GM is so stressed out, he had to call me to make sure he told me to cover a shift Sunday. I NEVER work Sundays, but a host quit before she could get fired. (She started coming late EVERY shift and started getting an attitude with coworkers and customers.) He bought me food for helping.
So, sorry to be a bummer. But kiss your loved ones, be thankful for your friends and coworkers, and be happy and healthy! Life is too short and precious. Things are running as smooth as they can now and the other managers we borrow have been impressed with us.