Cozie Blog

I’ve had such an interesting week.  It’s almost laughable now, but at the time I felt like crying for a straight 25 hours.  Here’s an outline.  I was scheduled to work Tuesday – Saturday this week.  Every day I was scheduled 7-4 (which means I get up at 5am) except Wednesday, when I was 9-6 (Outside Garden Register).  So already it was lookin’ like a stinky week, but I was ok with it.

Tuesday – I talked to the book keeper who is in charge of giving cashiers audits (not good) who informed me that my drawer was short $4.99 the week before.  I announced that I wasn’t going to get ANY audits this week (No audits in a week earns you a candy bar!).  I shouldn’t have spoken so soon.

Wednesday – While freezing my tail off in garden (I believe it was in the 40’s-50’s that day, but they rotated us every two hours), my supervisor came to me with a thick packet of papers and an audit on top informing me that my drawer was $10.01 short the day before.  I cringed, signed it and then laughed that that was the day I said I would get no audits.  When I went home that night, I was in a big hurry trying to cut some overtime and catch a manager before he left the vault.

Thursday – I walked into the store at 6:45 where an assistant manager said in a friendly voice, "Coie!"  I smiled and said good morning, then proceeded to the break room to get my apron.  I heard him walk in and wait for me.  I came around the corner and he was standing there smiling.  As I walked out he followed me.  By this time I figured he had to tell me something.  He asked, "What time did you leave last night?"  I told him 5:30.  "Ok– 5:30– you had a cash strip yesterday, right?"  A cash strip is surplus money in your drawer that needs to be removed and turned into the vault throughout the day so that there is never more than $500-$800 in your register.  The minute he said that I realized that I had done one right as I was leaving and meant to turn it in with the rest of my money.  Instead I left it on the counter ($300) where anyone could have stolen it.  I was mortified.

I was called into the HR office later that day, given a first offense notice, signed a write up that had to go in my file, and was told that I could be fired if it happened again.  Then they told me not to take it too hard, that I was a top performer that they didn’t want to lose, that they didn’t want to do the write up but that they were required to, and gave me a piece of "I’m not going to lay my money around ever again" chocolate.

THEN when I was heading out from work I talked briefly with three employees in the break room.  I went to the post office afterwards and while I was standing in line I realized that my skirt zipper was DOWN and wide open.  Lovely.  Who knows how long it was like that.  And THEN when I got home I went to check on the animals I ripped my skirt (my best jean one) on a plastic bin.  So I went inside, had a bowl of ice cream, read my book, and went to bed.

Friday – I was told that I missed a punch on the time clock the day before.  Turns out that when I left the day before, I went back there, took off my apron, said goodbye to someone and walked out without clocking out.  Then I walked across to the breakroom to get my stuff and leave.  The ONLY reason I go into that room is to clock out.  That’s it.  The breakroom is at the other end of the store.  So I got a point.  10 points in a year and you’re fired.  I have at least 2.

Today – Got my audit for not turning in the cash strip two days before.  Had a bunch of questions concerning voids and refunds that I didn’t even do.  One of my supervisors had done them through my register.  So he can deal with those, ’cause I have NO clue what they were for.

Everybody that knew about all my mistakes this week kept asking me, "What is WRONG with you this week?  This is so unlike you!"

Yep yep yep– I’m ready for this week to be over.  I’m going to crawl into bed and I ain’t getting out of it until 7:45 tomorrow morning.  That’s the latest I’ve been able to sleep all week.  I can’t wait.  Goodnight!