This weekend flew by for me and not because I was having lots of fun. Oh now. It flew by because work was absolute INSANITY.
Friday night we were busy pretty much until close. We didn’t get a chance to size anything (generally we’re supposed to size all the clothing for the next day) and we didn’t get out until an hour after close. I also agreed to work a Splurge party after close on Sunday and then realized that was totally going to mess me up as far as school is concerned.
Basically a Splurge Party is when a customer and their friends can come in after hours to have the whole store to themselves to shop. We have refreshments and what not and when Amy asked if I wanted to help I figured it sounded like fun so I said yes. Which was fine until I remembered I hadn’t done any school work for the week yet. Yikes.
Saturday I worked from noon till… well, I was scheduled till 7. We close at 6 and generally we’re supposed to try to get out a half hour after close, never later than an hour after close. Except it was absolute craziness the entire day. By the time we locked the doors we still had multiple customers in the store not to mention the counter AND our put-away bar were covered in clothes. We again didn’t get a chance to size anything and didn’t get out until 7:30.
Sunday we THOUGHT was going to be a little more slow. At first it was. I came in at 1 and was able to refold about half of what we call our denim wall. When Amy got back from her break she had me do some terminal training (we’re getting a new terminal on Tuesday, yay!) for about half an hour and then I took my hour break. When my break was over I came out and again it was a nuthouse! Ugh! So we had no time to straighten or size. Yikes.
The Splurge Party was fun but by that point I was so exhausted I was having a hard time being a happy, smiley employee. I basically finished folding denim and did all the put aways. We had about 20 women during the party and I wish I would have been more awake because it was a lot of fun.
But I will say… I used a bit of my birthday money (oh yes, my parents and grandma still give me birthday money) to buy an outfit for Saturday! Eek! New clothes! What do you think?