McMull on this

The second noteworthy thing which happened on Tuesday was that, when I got in to work, I found a charming note from the night shifter in the store diary. I hadn't been able to find any cardboard cups on the weekend, had told the managers we were out, and the night guy wrote something along the lines of,

"Martin you're wrong, again - we have plenty of cups in the store room. Do you know where the store room is? It's through the staff door, 2 metres down the hall, then go through the door on your right. It's full of stock. Maybe if you did any work you'd know where it was."

I was delighted. The night shift guy is lazy, moronic, and has a victim complex that would rival the Bloodhound Gang's - with much less justification. He took a dislike to me a) because I consistently beat him in the sales figures (night shifters usually top those, because when you serve 60 customers selling even 4 chocolates bars gives you good figures), and b) I was given responsibility ahead of him, which meant I was telling him what to do. I since abrogated that responsibility (that's a topic for a different post), but he's disliked me ever since. Living in his own little world, he considers himself a model employee, and firmly believes he's serious managerial material. The reason I was delighted with this latest note is that it was the first one he'd written since our new manager and regional manager had started working here - and it let them see just how much of a dickhead he was.

Now, there's not many people I hate. David Beckham, Bernard something-or-other and the odd wanker from school aside, I don't usually waste my energy wishing ill people I don't deal with, and I'll avoid people I dislike because being in their company is not fun, but I honesty find our night guy contemptible. I'm sick to death of him, and wish he'd have pissed off ages ago, but filling the graveyard shift isn't easy. In any case, the manager and regional manager have given him a dressing down and will NOT be recommending him for a 2nd-In-Command position, so there's a lesson: if you're going to abuse people, don't leave evidence where it can hurt you.

If this strikes you as a little hypocritical: I stand by the statements I make, and accept any consequences arising from them. Besides, the guy really is a tool.