My department manager is on vacation and my assistant department manager is a raging moron. She used to be the seafood manager, then a head clerk and now she's with us in the bakery.
How she got to be anything higher than a caddy I will never understand. Over half the department is empty because she can't order right. I'm the village idiot and she's asking me what she should order.
You're the fucking manager, you figure it out!
I tried to explain to her that there were 120 donuts in a case and we didn't go through a full case every day so she didn't need to order 3 of everything. She said, "I don't pay attention to things like that," and ordered so many cases it'll be next week before I work through them.
We've been out of most of the cookies, including chocolate chip for three days and our displays are missing most of what should be there. The district manager gets upset if we spread product out so we just have empty tables. I almost wish our store manager weren't on vacation so she could come down and tell the assistant off.
She makes nasty comments about the good customers and can't understand why I'm upset because I have to explain to the customers that were out of damn near everything.
The really shitty part is that when the assistant department manager job came open, I had just been written up so I wasn't eligible for the job. If I'd have known that it required the attention span of a goldfish and mental capacity of an ostrich, I would have put in for it months ago.
I detest our department manager, and yet I can't wait for her to get back.