So, apologies to those who have been expecting to read my blog over the
last few days. The problem was that I wrote my blog article for
Friday and then had a small celebration party with my best friend over
a joint venture we're launching elsewhere. And when very very
drunk, I decided to put my eee PC, mobile phone and USB drive with all
the files for my blog in a safe place. Now, imagine how annoying
a safe place can be if you forget where you put it. I had
absolutely no memory of even putting the laptop, phone and USB drive in
a safe place, let alone where said safe place was. Now, I could
have resurrected the blog from the files on this server, but it's
actually more complex than it sounds due to the blog being a custom
made thing rather than a default and ready made creation. Plus I
have things like the commenting code on the USB Drive as a seperate
file. Fun. Anyway, I stumbled across it yesterday, so my
blogging resumes!
And work started with a bang! Or more a thud. A couple of
kids came into the store and tried running off with a pack of
beer. The Blonde Bombshell was not having any of that so he ran
after the guys, grabbed the beer back and got punched in the mouth for
his troubles. So he ran inside and asked me whether or not he
could fight the guy. I told him not to, but then the guy shouted
something in Polish at The Blonde Bombshell. I have no idea what
it was, but it really annoyed him and he stormed into the back area,
and came back without his shirt on (I swear I am not making this up)
and stormed out onto the forecourt and yelled something in Polish,
looked around for the guys, then came back in and spat blood on the
floor. Miss C called the police, despite The Blonde Bombshell
protesting that he wasn't interested in reporting it. She ignored
him and got the police called in. He had a small tantrum over
this, and later made it obvious by all his protesting and tantruming
over the rest of the night that actually his male ego was far more
bruised than his face.
Now, I am not a big believer in the male ego. Things like not
crying because it's not butch, or doing things like snuggling with your
girlfriend because it's not butch is just BS in my opinion. So,
given the chance to fully trash his ego, I decided to plot with Miss C
to do such a thing. She agreed and our plan was to finish our
part of the delivery before he finished his part of the delivery.
He was less than impressed when we achieved it, and Miss C bounced over
to him and asked whether he wanted us to help him. Apparently he
snorted "I almost be finished, do bread!" Which she did, and then
he came over to make sure that we had actually finished. Again,
he wasn't impressed to see that we had actually finished and
tidied. He came over and said "You take all this to warehouse
now" and stropped off. I did tell Miss C that maybe we should
take him at his word and take everything, including empty and cardboard
cages into the warehouse, but then we decided he would be really angry,
so decided against it. This said, when he took me off my break
just to tell me I should have taken some trays off the shop floor
before my break, and asked how many times he had to ask me to finish
what I start, I bit my tongue and didn't say "And how many times have
you been told not to stop shoplifters?" He actually got a written
warning for it once after taking a bottle of wine from a girl, and when
she pushed him, he pushed her to the ground until I told him to leave
it or I'd restrain him.
Lastly, there should be a few improvements coming up to this
blog. Some may be obvious, some may not. I bought a package
of ebooks online today about improving your blog and blogging, so,
there should be a few things coming this blog's way. I'm also
going to apply a few of the technologies to an more experimental blog
which I run and don't promote here or anywhere else. It's more
experimental than either of my two main blogs, and I kind of use it as
a testing ground! Permalink |