The Real Thanksgiving

I was just informed that I forgot to mention the huge spread that my wife made for Thurs, the real Thanksgiving. I actually did not forget, I was going to write about it after I had the second Thanksgiving at my sisters tonight. But she wanted me to make mention of it. So she spent four hours in the kitchen( on her own accord, I did offer help ) making a total teriffic meal. There was carrots, corn, sweet potatoes, mashed potatoes, pickles, olives, rolls, and of course turkey. It was all wonderful and made a full belly twice. We still have some left overs too. So there will be many more fully bellies to come.

Late Gobble Day

So Thanksgiving is today. A few days late, but my sister trys to get everyone together. On Thursday she had her son out, and was suppose to come here after. The traveling sucked, so they stayed in. Sucked, I miss my nephew. My niece and her husband came over though, the house wasn't empty feeling at least.
I have to work twelve hours today. That is what they scheduled me for. I don't know how I am going to do it today. But I do know I will sleep well tommrrow. I tried to sleep most of the night, but kept waking up. I think out of the 8 hours I was in the bed, about 4 was sleeping. Not bad really, about what I average. I feel so drained right now, and knowing how long of a night I got doesn't help. Plus I am in the wheelchair, with little to do. Makes a long and boring night. I will find a way to survive it, maybe lots of coffee. Just hate the long ones when I can't do the things I want. I know there is so much that needs to be done and it is driving me crazy that I can't help even a little.
I did feel better about cleaning the house yesterday. Got the whole thing except the artist room. I have been told I am better off leaving it alone. I get lost to the chaos in there. At least the rest of the place looks good and almost all unpacked. We still need something in the kitchen for space. A bookshelf, or pantry, something so the last three boxes can get unpacked. We will get there eventually.
One of the mice might be pregnant. Either that or really fat. Guess it's a waiting game right now. I wonder how long the duration period of pregnancy is for a mouse? I don't think it's too long. We have acrobatic mice too. They climb the screen on the top of the cage, mainly to tease the cats I think. One of them saw one of the boys get sprayed with water after investigating to closely yesterday. It waited until the other boy came over and repeated the same airial trick. Yep, the other boy ran away wet. Smart mice too.
That is it for now. Not much else has happened. My special lady has gotten rid of her baggage. Congrats on that hun. Not too sure about the set you dragged out of the closet after, but I understand the need for the familaity and to have the comfort of it there. Still love you.

ompa lumpas

So I relized that all I do is complain about Fran lately. I got tired of it, so I got a new subject to talk about. Ompa Lumpas. We have one at WalMart. His name is Roy. Great guy, he got me out of the funk I have been in with Fran. We talked for a little last night, and he said to always remember to never take it personal. Even if management is a caring one, injuries are still money out of the pocket. Even though WalMart is huge, no one likes to lose money. Plus he said Fran is a strong and simpleminded person. I did good by not laughing. He also mentioned that even if he didn't like someone, they would not know because it is easier to be friends or friendly to get work done. Kinda scared me for a second, wondering how he felt about me. But I know that it doesn't really matter. As long as we get along at work, and things get done, it's ok. He went on after this to mention that action alley has gone to shit since I have been in the chair. Now I know he at least respects my work, and probally does like me. Roy also mentioned that he "tip my hat to you" for coming in injuried and doing whatever I can. Even if it doesn't seem like much, it's that much less for someone else. So I felt much better and started to sing again last night. That was dissapointing to some of the staff.
I also went to therapy today for the first time. They hooked me up to a mini car battery and shot meds into my knee. I finally got someone to show me on the little models what I did. Apparently I got the ligaments inflammed, and they have pretty much stayed that way. Since it is all swollen inside, it caused pain when I moved on the outside. Makes sense. So I go back tommrrow morning to get shot again. I have my next four appointments after that planned too. Maybe then I will be good to go at work. I might be having fun and making motorcycle noises in the wheelchair, but it is still driving me insane. Especially now that I am in the fitting room all night, retagging the stuff without tags and unwrapping thongs. Sounds fun, I know. Trust me, it's not all that great.
So that is the happy update for this week so far. If I get hooked up and shot again, I will let you know. It turns your leg red with bubbles on it too. Kinda neat. I hope to talk to Fran soon now so this can all be put in the past and I can concintrate on getting back to my action alley and back room. Never thought of how much I miss my work. Weird....

I love my wife

Yes, I love my wife very much. So much in fact, that I stay at my job, keep my mouth pretty much shut( When I have to) , and keep out of trouble. I found out yesterday morning when I called to see why I have not gotten into therapy yet, that it is because Fran is disputing the claim. So I will be in a wheelchair and on light duty for the next month, going INSANE with boredom. My managers are going crazy cause I am not "really much of a support manager. No offense." Yeah, none taken....Not. To top things off, I get told last night that because I was 1 min late to punch out on break-because I was helping associates- that I will get a coaching unless I get written statements. This is the gun down and get her to quit week at walmart. So anyone reading this that does not like me, come to work and let me know what I have done, I might walk out the door. Other people have handed their badges over , walked out, and come back to work the next day. I want my turn.
I love my wife. I can't quit. I can't get in trouble. I can't get out of my wheelchair except for 10 mins every hour, and I have stuck to that. Just in case they check the tapes. I can't lift over 5 pounds while out of the chair. Stuck to that too. I have made an appointment to talk to the other comanager, the store manager, and the district manager in one day. To basically vent to them before I do walk out the door, burning my badge in the process. Why do I go through all this shit from one woman? Why do I let Fran get away with bothering my work life, my personal life, and my health? I want my wife to go to college. I want her to find a job that makes her happy. I want to be able to provide that for her, and a hell of alot more. She deserves so much. For her past, for her future, and especially for her present. I love her. So much right now, it is hurting me. But I would not give up the pain for anything in the world. I will suffer for another month or more if need be for her, for what she deserves in this life. Unless anything in the world is Fran losing her job.......kidding Kat.

The Evil Fran

Ok, where to start. The beginning, right. I have a problem child at work. She is notious for not doing her total job, say she is, and leaving. Well, last night she started to complain that it was unfair she had to stay until her scheduled time to leave and pick up after another associate who got to leave on her time out. I told her 4 times not to go there, to just pick up stuff and put it away. She continued to push. I let her know it was unfair to have a differant associate go back through her aisle, zone it like I had asked the problem child to do, and pull another dozen cases from the bin she was suppose to have worked. She was quiet and walked away. One down.
I get called in to the office to get a verbal warning for the night before when I was working with my co-support and we were having fun. Guess we are not allowed to laugh at Walmart. Fran saw us and was not pleased. So we get the verbal today on it. Such a bogus charge to bring up, there is way worse being done by many more people. Fran just did it to get to me. She wont know it did, I just sat there, planning to let upper management know in due time. But it is one more thing to dislike the girl over.
Right after this news, I get told that two grocery associates and two dairy associates are being taken away to go to gm side of the building. We are short handed as it is, now they are slicing my throat. What the hell do they expect me to do now? When I question this, I get no answer. So I ask again, and I get a temp answer for tonight. What about next week people? Not to mention I have a gm associate in grocery all the time because we are short handed. She wants to go back to her department. So they tell her tough shit and to grow up. I find out it is Fran who decided all this needs to be done. Plus the schedules have been changed to get more people on the weekends. They practically have a double crew as it is. So again, I lose people. Fran must be stopped. This is getting way out of control.
I am seriously thinking that the four months I have to wait to sign up for management training, and then the two to three months before I get there is really not worth it. I would so much rather work two jobs than do this shit for anouther six to seven. I now know of at least three other employees that are ready to walk, and two that will the next time shit happens. I just don't understand how we are suppose to get through the holidays with everyones nerves racked up so high, how I am suppose to keep associates there and happy when I want to leave. And I was suppose to quit smoking............

movies

Watching Charlie again. This is gettting to be a habit. Watched The Others last night. Kat did not have nightmares. Maybe this is the start of a horror movie watching okness with her. I hope.
Had a friend last night that we worried about. We stayed up late to make sure she would be ok. Glad to know she was, and she did take us seriously about the time limit. I still have "bob" in the back seat, just in case today. We are still ready to go on a moments notice.
This is four times now that Pharoh has been on top of the mice cage. He can't seem to get it through his head that he is not suppose to be up there. Kat just got him with water. We will be lucky if the mice breed under the stress of being eaten.
The mice are suppose to be for the breeding of food. We were not suppose to get attached to them. We just needed babies, so Kat thought we did not need to name them or get attached. Yeah, that lasted long. Within an hour, she said they were cute. Within two they had names. Isis the Egyptian goddess and Ra the Egyptian god. Within four hours they were classified as pets, since they will not get fed to the snake until they die. She claims that they will still not be attached to her because she will never pick them up. We will see.
Guess that is all until the next four nights of working. Unless they tick me off more and I need to vent here. My fellow support should be back tonight, which will make things a little better. At least I will have someone to goof off with. Yeah, like I do that. Too boring.

Ok, I was just reading the Constitution of the United States and the Declaration of Independence. I was going to quote a few lines, and make my big political speech of the gay rights that just passed. Kat tells me often that she has no idea on my views because I never really voice them. I have heard this from several other people too. So here they are.
I think the Declaration should be changed from saying all men are created equal to all people. In essence we have already done that by freeing the slaves and giving women the right to vote, but then we hold back rights to people of minorities. We had to include the whole race, religion, color, etc..... to give "everyone" equality. Now we fight to have sexual preference put there as well. Just change the damn Declaration to say all people are equal. As long as we can be catorgized as human, it applies to us. All the fighting for rights, the disscussions on whether this is right or wrong, all the public debates, all the fighting in the streets will stop. Just say if your human, you have the right to Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness. I don't care who you are, I really don't. If you are a decent person, don't break many laws and pay the fines and time if you do, and you keep out of BIG trouble, in my book your fine. If you have fun going out with members of the oppisite sex, GREAT! If you enjoy the company of your own gender, GREAT! If you are happy, and you keep it in the bedroom, why does anyone care. I know straights, gays, bdsms, trans, you name it, I probally know someone who does it. Do I care? No, because to me they are all good kind-hearted individuals who keep it to themselves and their bedrooms. If I ask, they only tell me what is important to answer the question. No more, no less. No gross details of their lives and experiences, just a general answer to satisfy my curiousity.
I had a department manager ask me what the no on 1 did for me. I told him it ensured that I have the same rights as him, to not lose my job, home, health care, etc. He said it gave me more rights then. I said no, just the same as him. He pointed out a good thing to me then, he said that now anyone who feels they are being discriminated against can cry wolf on the sexual orintation now. He is right. Their will be people who abuse it. So do people of color, race, religion, etc. So it does give us the same rights as everyone else. Of course, being who he was, he mentioned he was screwed because he is the average white male. I just said "Yes, yes you are and I am sorry."
Any how, that is my view on politics. This could be why I don't discuss them much with anyone. It is the same as anything else in my life. We are all equal in my mind. So I just don't tend to care on many things. Now if the rest of the world could just catch on to that thinking.........

Sorry

I know it's been awhile since the last post. A lot has been going on, I finally got to go back to work. Yeaaaa! I get to sit in a wheelchair and do paperwork. Booooo! I called work comp and they told me that Fran had already told them that I did not injure myself at work. They plan on getting a camera tape for that area and time if they can. Plus now I have two witness statements and four regular statements from associates who know I was fine at the beginning of the night and was limping when I left around lunch. So I guess things are looking good for my case at least.
I went to the docs today to have the knee looked at again. I get to sit in a chair for another week, but I can get up for 10 mins every hour right now! Plus I can lift up to 5 pounds while I am out of the chair. It might not sound like much, but you spend a week sitting in a wheelchair for 11 hours a night and you can see why I am so excited about getting up to strech for 10 mins. I can do a little more of my job this way, and the paper I had to sign by Fran said I only had to do the paper work for one week. Now I can just go right to the floor and do my job the best I can and not have to bore myself first! The whole paperwork detail is making me rethink the assistant managers job I want to go for in March. The stuff is so tedious that I would rather chew on a lightbulb still plugged in. Ok, not that bad, we can unplug the bulb.
One good thing about the chair for two weeks. I will have built up my arm muscles more, so I can whup more butt when I need to at work. Plus my other support will be back, so some of the heat will come off me too. It is amazing how much support I have gotten from the few people that know about this at work. I am also shocked at how it has not gotten around the store much right now. Only a few people have asked about what has really happened and that they know there is more going on right now.
Changing subjects now, I got Kat Charlie and the Chocolate Factory last night. We watched it tonight. She has informed me that we will watch the movie until she can recite it. For once, I don't mind. I am looking forward to seeing this movie everyday, maybe more than once, for a couple of weeks anyway. I think it is the little people. We watched it tonight, like I said, and she was so cute the way she will laugh and smile at the antics in it. She loves Johnny Depp and loves to recite his lines the most. Just seeing how happy she is watching the movie, my love for her grows. Her smile can brighten my day and make me forget about all the troubles that work gives me. I think it will be a great two weeks.
I guess that is about all to catch up on for now. I will probally get a little slack during my work week on the writting in this. So if I don't post for a few days, bear with me and I will have lots to talk about from work.

Got to vent

Ok, so I just got home from work, and I got told I hid my seething anger well. No one, not even my bro, knew how frustrated, pissed, and loathed my store and position last night. Let me start at the beginning. I hurt my knee last Mon. night and left early. After much convincing of associates, I filled out an accident report. I went to the ER on Tues and was told not to work. I had a brace on my leg, and was to not work if it hurt to stand or walk. I brought the paperwork in to my Assistant Managers and a Co-Manager(Fran) that night. Fran asked what I had done and I told her I sprained the knee working the night before. Assistant Betty asked as well when she took the paperwork. I mentioned that I caught freight and hurt my knee and shoulder, but the shoulder was an old injury and I wasn't concerned by it. It was the knee that I had checked. They asked when I was allowed back, looked at the sheet and said there was no date on it. Fran told me that I couldn't come back to work until I got a date and was 100%. I said I would call the ER and ask them for a release note. Later that night I noticed on my copy that I could return on the 26th. Where the doctor said to me if it was better, I called in and used some sick time because it hurt to walk on it, even with the brace. Since I didn't feel 100%, I stayed out of work. Yesterday I get a call from Personnel(Cleo) and was told I needed to go to workmed. She set a time for that day and I went in. When I got out I called Cleo to let her know what the doctor said and that I could bring the note up then. She informed me she would not be in until 10pm and to meet her then. So I waited and went in around 945 to the office to find Cleo, Fran and another Assistant waiting. Cleo took my note, said she needed to talk to Fran and left. I had not punched in yet and was waiting to hear from Cleo what they wanted me to do for the night. The Assistant tells me I have to go with him and gets up. I followed into the personnel office and the door was shut and locked and Fran had me sit down. Then she proceeded to tell me that she didn't think that I injuried myself at work and "why did you tell me to my face that it happened outside of work and not to worry about it that you would be in the next night?" She also went on to say " I don't think the company should have to pay for this and I am going to see that we don't. I am going to interview everybody in the office that night. I bet if you think long and hard you will remember telling me that you didn't do this here, that it was and outside accident." She continued with " I am dissapointed in you, your a support manager. As such you are suppose to set and example for the associates. When you tell me something I would like to take it at face vaule, but then you change your story in a couple of nights and I don't know why." She also told me it was suspicious and fishy and she would get to the bottom of it.
Now I ask, how am I suppose to respond to all this? I am not even on the clock yet, went in willing to work even though I have to sit my entire 10hr shift, possible looking at sitting up front and saying "Welcome to Walmart." all night. What could I say? I did tell her I remember her telling me I couldn't come back unless I was 100%, but I can't remember ever saying I never hurt myself there. Hence the "if you think long and hard" speech. I really just want to say you fucking lying bitch, how dare you accuse me of being a liar when I have done nothing but work my ass off for this company dispite all the shit I go through on a nightly basis. That I continue to pick up the back room four nights a week, knowing it will look like shit when I come back in. Getting my associates to work at 110% everynight, even though it will never be good enough for her. To do all I possibly can, including half of my night Assistant Manager's job on many occassions, to get blamed for hurting myself and blaming them??????? Just my opinion. I did what a good support does, I bit my lip and worked my night according to what Fran said I could do and then my overnight Assistant Managers told me to do. I behaved, kept my composure, and suffered through the longest night I have ever worked at Wal-mart.
Just had to get that out and off my mind so hopefully I can sleep. Now I am wondering if I should get my persciption filled today or not though. Something I will have to take up with Kat later I guess.