The Big D is undergoing massive changes!!!
TT, our beloved MENS manager is being transferred to a sister location. She was told
On Tuesday, had the opportunity to think about it until Friday and then SATURDAY was her last day. I was off this weekend (however NOT immune to texts from Mrs G..). You see TT’s predecessor is going to yet another sister store as an Ops manager. And NOTHING gets Mrs G’s goat as much as someone else being promoted to OPS manager before her. Not Good! NOT GOOD AT ALL!! I’m going to have to buckle my seatbelt and prepare for the worst! She’s gonna blow.
She ALREADY hates the NEW MENS manager. He doesn’t start till tomorrow. Mrs G is NOT going to be his friend!!! She’s A BITTER BETTY!!!!! He’s coming to our store from a smaller store and his business was 900,000 dollars at the smaller store. At our store he’s running an 8 million dollar business. I kinda feel bad for him already.
On Friday, in the midst of two customer issues, one frighteningly bizarre associate question and my own ear splitting headache I turn to see Mrs G coming at me.. “Starbucks. Now.” I wasn’t sure if she meant that she wanted me to go work there with her now or she wanted a coffee. Nonetheless I followed her. At which point, she started… “What’s going on with this company??! This is Insane!! INSANE!! INSANE!! How could that piece of shit get promoted to our store?? He’s running not even a million dollar business! I bet you TEN BUCKS PENELOPE that he’s a PLANT!! Sent here from corporate!! OH. MY. GOD! PENELOPE!!! I’m NEXT!!!” I SWEAR she was going to hyperventilate. I kinda panicked. Not gonna lie. Her XANAX were back in our office and I didn’t want to have to hit her over the head to chill out. So I just waited it out!!! It was like watching a tornado form and being powerless to stop it. I looked at her and I noticed her face was beat red, her hands were shaking and she was THIS close to a meltdown. I didn’t know what to do. She doesn’t want to be touched and she doesn’t respond to a hug so I kept walking. She said, quietly, “tell me I’m not next”. By this time, we were in line at Starbucks. I said, “mrs G, you aren’t next. There are three people ahead of us in line.” She looked at me, gave me the LOOK 😾 and said “I don’t ever find you amusing!”
Who was it who said, buckle up, it’s gonna be a bumpy ride???