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I'm not entirely sure where to begin. I suppose that this morning is a good place, huh? :)
When I woke up, I fully did NOT want to bother with work today. It wasn't that I didn't get squat for sleep. Instead, I'd done most of my ring errors for payroll yesterday, so I knew I didn't have much to do when I went in. I wasn't going to let myself be late over that, though, so I dressed and got to work close enough on time to be okay (I was one minute late, but the morning checker was like 3-4, the self-checkout girl was 15, and the CSM -- who was doing the end of week paperwork, was 16).
Payroll was as I thought it would be if I was allowed time to work on it during the week leading up to Sunday. Yesterday, I was brought upstairs to get all errors fixed, so that the Co-manager would know how things were going before his off day today. As a result, I flew through payroll, which turned out to be rather beneficial, since we had four -- count 'em, four -- call-ins today. I don't know what was in the water, but that was ridiculous. I took my lunch early, and helped keep things going smoothly until I left at 3p.
I came home, and decided I'd play some WoW. It was raining, and I didn't want to attempt to start walking or otherwise on a day like today. I hopped on my holy paladin, and flew around Northrend, collecting ore for my blacksmithing. I traded some titanium for more saronite, and got my blacksmithing skill to 448. Tapping into my bank reserves, I bought a few more raw materials off of the auction house, and made my Titansteel Guardian. I've lost a bit of crit, though, so I may wind up using gems to make up the difference until I can begin picking up heroic and naxx pieces.
Having done that, I logged out, made a quickie dinner of a chicken pattie and cheese on bread. :) Now, I'm going to attempt to get some shuteye and relax. My birthday is on Wednesday, and while I *am* off, I work the rest of the week.
When I woke up, I fully did NOT want to bother with work today. It wasn't that I didn't get squat for sleep. Instead, I'd done most of my ring errors for payroll yesterday, so I knew I didn't have much to do when I went in. I wasn't going to let myself be late over that, though, so I dressed and got to work close enough on time to be okay (I was one minute late, but the morning checker was like 3-4, the self-checkout girl was 15, and the CSM -- who was doing the end of week paperwork, was 16).
Payroll was as I thought it would be if I was allowed time to work on it during the week leading up to Sunday. Yesterday, I was brought upstairs to get all errors fixed, so that the Co-manager would know how things were going before his off day today. As a result, I flew through payroll, which turned out to be rather beneficial, since we had four -- count 'em, four -- call-ins today. I don't know what was in the water, but that was ridiculous. I took my lunch early, and helped keep things going smoothly until I left at 3p.
One thing happened while I was there, though. I had to call another store to report a new tranfer's hours, since he'd not been moved into my store's Time & Attendance database. To make the call, I had to find their information on our intranet, which lists who department heads/managers are in each store, along with contact info for the store. I was suddenly struck by how many people had worked for Kroger for less than 10 years, yet were Drug/GM managers and Front End managers and Produce managers and so on. I have over 14 years with the company, and in that time, I've allowed myself to be content with working in accounting as a regular clerk. Sure, at Riverdale I was "backup", but that was in name only, and I never took advantage of it.Also, I realized that I want to keep an inventory of what passes my lips during a typical week, so that I can see exactly how badly I eat. I tried to keep up mentally at first, but I realize I'm going to have to keep a log handy (in my wallet), so I can jot down details of what I eat during the day. I will begin tomorrow, now, for sure.
Back in 1998, a co-manager said of me, "he's ready to be the backup of any head checker in the city." I was 22 at the time. I had my life ahead of me, and that would have been a nice step up. Instead, I deprioritized my job/career, and coasted through it. Apparently, as long as I collected a check, I was okay, even if I griped about how poorly I felt I was paid. I realized today that, every evaluation, I wanted it to say "is ready to move up into another position", even though I didn't want to go anywhere, because that would have taken me out of my comfort zone. That is insane.
As a result, I'm working at a store where I've been shoved back down a rung on the corporate ladder, because they don't know me like my old store did. Because of how I handled things when I first arrived, I'm not likely to see that change. My only hope is to get out of that store or find another job. Honestly, the second option is probably more likely, as that stigma from my current store could follow me. Besides, who would want a 33 year old accounting clerk who can't even be a backup, despite knowing most of the job?
What in the world was I thinking for all those years?
I came home, and decided I'd play some WoW. It was raining, and I didn't want to attempt to start walking or otherwise on a day like today. I hopped on my holy paladin, and flew around Northrend, collecting ore for my blacksmithing. I traded some titanium for more saronite, and got my blacksmithing skill to 448. Tapping into my bank reserves, I bought a few more raw materials off of the auction house, and made my Titansteel Guardian. I've lost a bit of crit, though, so I may wind up using gems to make up the difference until I can begin picking up heroic and naxx pieces.
Having done that, I logged out, made a quickie dinner of a chicken pattie and cheese on bread. :) Now, I'm going to attempt to get some shuteye and relax. My birthday is on Wednesday, and while I *am* off, I work the rest of the week.
