HOLY SHIT THE RAT IS ALIVE!
Yeah, I'm alive, I know you all were drooling in anticipation.
Despite my best efforts, I have not been fired, not even reprimanded since my last writing. Until today.
Today, as some of you may know, was the supposed RAPTURE. Which means the world ends, Jesus happens, all the cool stuff like that. And I like talking about the end of the world, because let's be honest, 8 hours of moving, building, and moving furniture again is nothing but an exercise in futility and I need SOMETHING to keep me sane.
Sadly, I picked the hot button topic for this glorious day, and a surprising amount of people were on edge, including many customers.
Now, I've gotten reported by customers before. I'll wear headphones while I do paperwork, or I'll eat at the work desk if we're busy and there's no time to take a break, mostly because the store manager is aware of the fact we're alternatively busy as all hell or just plain dead, allowing for a rather large amount of rule bending.
For some reason, I got it with both barrels today from the warehouse manager, which I was not prepared for. We talk a lot of shit around customers, and like I said, the main subject today was the Rapture.
A few guys I worked with were scared, and I told them, perhaps too well, what would happen. For the first time in what seems like forever, a customer was actually listening when I talked, and got mad at me, for not only "scaring him" with talk of the apocolypse, but for mocking his religion and God.
Now, I'm Catholic enough to be ashamed of the many, many sins I commit when I simply exist, and this guy wasn't making my day any easier, what with buying a sectional and driving up in a very small car, so I'm about a hair from unloading on this guy, when Psycho stops me. He pointed at our boss, who had the most evil look on his face, but directed towards me.
After the customer left, he called me into his office. "I don't like joo talking about shits like that."
"It's freaky and people don't wanna die."
"Neither do I, but it's not going to happen."
"Rat. I'm not joking. I will fire you if you do it again."
I'd like to point out I did a no call no show on Friday and Saturday last weekend, which is kind of like punching your boss in the face, but worse, and nothing came of that. This is a man who's not even religious. When a guy nicknamed Psycho is the sanest person in the room, there's a problem.
May the couches avoid your crotch,