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As I forget to mention
Aug. 5th, 2003 11:31 amHow silly of me to have left that morose entry up on top for so long, unresolved. The suspense was killing you all, I'm sure. This, of ocurse, referrs to the entry I made before Kelvin's magnificent questions.
He would, in fact, follow me with his full heart... and what's better, he wouldn't only be doing it for me, he'd do it for himself also. Our lives can walk on many paths in step with eachother. It's a beautiful thing, and that kind of pleasure none can match me.
I'm tired of work for the soul reason that I spent nine hours cleaning up our lugubrious photography section. The books were all in order, all in the correct category... all that remained was display. One of the managers came over and we talked about how the shelves were bowing, because 99% of the books in photo are oversized hardbacks. He decided I could take over another row of shelves and spread them out, so that each shelf was only half full of books. I was around two thirds of the way done with this, when six of said shelves collapsed in to an avalanch of absolute disarray.
A full day and a half of my floor time completely, utterly wasted. I think I may still be in charge of the project, but I'm not sure what I'm going to do. Considering that the section is in worse shape than it was when I started into it, it's going to take at least as much time to right as it took in the first place. It's my day off tomorrow and the next day. Plus, I don't know where they're going to -put- the section. Obviously, with our mudslide of books having already occured, they can't just put the same books on the same shelves in the same place. That would be absurd. The problem is, most of the shelves in the store are like the one's photo was on... and we would thusly encounter the same sort of problem, wherever we moved the section.
*sigh* We'll see when I go in this afternoon. I was so looking forward to having it done. I was so dissapointed that I almost cried.
I am having the sneaking suspicion that waking up to the sound of construction on three lots around my house isn't helping either. This used to be such a quiet neighborhood... now the number of houses that were on my cul de sac has doubled, just in the last year... from three, to six. That's crazy.
He would, in fact, follow me with his full heart... and what's better, he wouldn't only be doing it for me, he'd do it for himself also. Our lives can walk on many paths in step with eachother. It's a beautiful thing, and that kind of pleasure none can match me.
I'm tired of work for the soul reason that I spent nine hours cleaning up our lugubrious photography section. The books were all in order, all in the correct category... all that remained was display. One of the managers came over and we talked about how the shelves were bowing, because 99% of the books in photo are oversized hardbacks. He decided I could take over another row of shelves and spread them out, so that each shelf was only half full of books. I was around two thirds of the way done with this, when six of said shelves collapsed in to an avalanch of absolute disarray.
A full day and a half of my floor time completely, utterly wasted. I think I may still be in charge of the project, but I'm not sure what I'm going to do. Considering that the section is in worse shape than it was when I started into it, it's going to take at least as much time to right as it took in the first place. It's my day off tomorrow and the next day. Plus, I don't know where they're going to -put- the section. Obviously, with our mudslide of books having already occured, they can't just put the same books on the same shelves in the same place. That would be absurd. The problem is, most of the shelves in the store are like the one's photo was on... and we would thusly encounter the same sort of problem, wherever we moved the section.
*sigh* We'll see when I go in this afternoon. I was so looking forward to having it done. I was so dissapointed that I almost cried.
I am having the sneaking suspicion that waking up to the sound of construction on three lots around my house isn't helping either. This used to be such a quiet neighborhood... now the number of houses that were on my cul de sac has doubled, just in the last year... from three, to six. That's crazy.