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Friday, May 22, 2009
Ugh... This is really starting to give me hives.
This snack bar job is FOR. THE . BIRDS!
The shopping, stocking, working with the teens and a few of the board members are an absolute joy. We have fun, we talk, we banter, cover for each other.. all the good stuff a board is supposed to do...
Then you get the people that talk the talk, but don't walk the walk.
Big babies. Not showing up for their time, or saying they are gonna be 3 HOURS LATE!
Helloooo! It's only a 4 hour shift! I would say showing up 3 hours late is more like job abandonment rather than being late. I'm gonna say this real soon...
"Dude... get with the program. If you are upset about something I may or may not have done to you while I have been on the board, either speak up or shut up... those are your only two options. If you think you are 'punishing' me for something by not showing up... think again. I show up for my time, and I'm there an awful lot more than you are. Oh, and another thing, don't pull this Senior board member crap out on me... I'll just laugh in your face... this isn't Junior High buddy... do the job, or resign... I'm not gonna beg you, you're a big boy."
The demon child showed up again this week. This time... the little darling came to the snack shack with her Daddy and proceeded to THROW the items he was trying to buy her... AT ME!
She and her Daddy came to the window...she wanted a candy. Her Dad, the rocket scientist that he is...let her choose from an array of our junk. I was thinking... "Dude, just give her three options... she can't read!" He would show her something and she would throw it at me or him.
Ring Pops, corn nuts, candy bracelets... she wanted a candy I didn't have... so then the little angel says this to me... with anger and hatred in her eyes and voice...
"Go get me a Hershey's NNNOOOOWWW!"
I. Was. Done.
I told Daddy that I wasn't going to take that abuse from anyone...especially from a 4 yr old.
He apologized, which was more than I can say for the Mama last week.
He left for a few minutes and came back again and DID THE SAME THING AGAIN!
I said to her with a huge smile on my face...
"If my boys were to ever talk to anyone like that, I would pump soap into their mouths and they would be on restriction from anything fun... for a long time. Talking like that isn't allowed in my house." Then I looked at the Dad.
I could tell he wanted to discipline her, but I also know that Mama wouldn't allow it... she's Mama's shopping buddy and angel! Blech!!!!
I am gonna miss the teens that work in the Snack Shack. They are soo sweet... on Mother's Day, they bought me a huge bouquet of Purple flowers! They were gorgeous!!! and sooo thoughtful!
I've made each of them a scarf, and want to have a pool party at my house when the season is over...
So it isn't all bad... just a few bad apples...