Sunday 30 May 2010

Hitting The Wall

A lot has been said by me of this co-worker of mine, on here in the virtual world and in reality, but I really am getting fricked off now by his complete laziness and inability to do anything productive.

It is just the two of us during a night shift. 90% of my shifts are with this ridiculous excuse for a worker which leaves me a lot of work to do and seeing as tonight was a Saturday night .. things were worse than usual. Customers consistently come and go, most of them being drunk which usually means them taking an average of 3 months 14 days to find the correct money to pay me before I sprint back to my other job, usually in the bakery, before a taxi driver comes in to pay 30 quids worth of petrol in 20p's. This job isn't standing behind a till. Trust me.

It is for him though. Ok, it's not behind a till, but it literally took him 4 hours tonight to put out roughly 12 crates of crisps and what he calls "sweeties", because he is literally a child. I have told him many times to hurry up and to "hurry the hell up" and "hurry the fuck up!" (making sure there are plenty of customers around to embarrass the hell out of him, of course), but he takes no attention. Instead, he drops down a gear and goes even slower. I cannot feasibly explain how frustrating this guy is until you experience it yourself. And you don't want that. It is literally like working with human brick wall. He does nothing except stop you horribly in your tracks once in a while, just to piss you off. Just like a true brick wall. Everyone else in the place, even the managers, know he is a useless tool. One even admitted the other day, "I hope he just quits, he gets on my fuckin' nerves. I dunno how you survive!" I answered, "I nearly don't"..

My patience then is tested to the extreme limit, and I am glad I have a reasonable amount of patience and the ability to stop myself getting angry at people, although I have gone mighty close on a couple of occasions. The only way his laziness makes things better, is that time goes quicker because I am usually as busy as Bill Gates when a new version of Windows is released. Possibly the worst simile of all time that one. One for Beddoe I think. Computer nerd.

Anyway, I'm home now, looking forward to the cricket match later, which hopefully won't be called off due to the Indian monsoon-like downpour we had earlier, but I reckon we will be OK. 5 hours sleep before I have to get up, with legs aching like an Ethiopian marathon runner with a pale of water on his head, I suppose I'd better get some sleep. Before I have to endure another 8 hours of working with Mr.Lazy. Officially lazier than Mr.Lazy from the Mr.Men books.

Laters x

Edit: I've decided, after lying awake for an hour and a half, to take the "Stay awake and drink Red Bull" option. I'm gonna regret it at 7pm tonight..

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