Stuff That Has No Relation

I just love that picture of the flower that I’m using for this blog, a friend sent it to me and when I saw it I thought it would be awesome for a Summer layout, since it reminds me of fireworks, which is something that I love to watch during the summer months, as well as reminding me of all the beautiful flora and fauna that I get to enjoy all summer long. Plus it’s just pretty.
I know that I’m going to change my layout eventually (most likely with the seasons) so I think I’ll include the picture itself in this entry so I’ll remember what I’m talking about.
As for Boxx’s comment the other day when she asked how much my job pays me, $10 an hour. Yup, for that wonderfully large sum of money we get to take all the crap that the customers want to lavish on us.
Well not really, we have an amazing manager who we normally call when stuff like that happens. We’d tell her what’s going on and she’d be there in a heartbeat to have the customer escorted out because she doesn’t like it when her employees are abused, and she backs us up when we need it.
But we couldn’t call her that day because she wasn’t in, it was this new manager whom nobody cares for. He’s pushy, arrogant and treats us all like we don’t know what we’re doing and like we’re trying to rip the company off. It’s insulting and when it comes down to needing ‘backup’ I don’t feel confident that he’d have my back, so I didn’t call him.

About katastrophes1

Kat is a 20 something girl stuck in a 40 something body. Mom to 3 kids, tormented and amused by 3 crazy dogs. Amateur photographer, self taught crochet junkie. Thinker of crazy thoughts. Where do they come from? Who knows where thoughts occur, they just happen!
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