WHen is a day off not a day off?Welcome to my world. I know a lot of my homegrrrls have been messaging/emailing/chatting me to make sure I am okay and I really, really appreciate it. Thank you. I love all of you. I'm sorry I don't blog/post/chat/email as much as I'd like to or was able to earlier this summer, but I just can't seem to find the time. Maybe when things slow down at work, I can find a few extra moments.
Speaking of work, I work a lot. Today is my 3 year anninversary with my employer and last night I was thinking how cool that was. Then I got a phone call this morning from one of my associates telling me that he could not come in today b/c he was still sick (which is understandable, I always want my staff to be at their best) ...only problem is that I was still asleep and I told him that I was not MOD today because I was off. He felt bad, and said that he'd try to reach my opening manager.
I thought about who I was as a general manager. I love my job, love what I do because I am good at it. My staff tells me every day how much they love me, because I am the nicest boss ever. My customers give me hugs. And presents. They buy me ice cream. We are in the top 5 in our region in customer satisfaction scores for the last 2 months. I am giving 60 hours a week to my store, my staff and my customers and it seems like it still isn't enough, because I am told what I am doing wrong and where I need to "fix things" every other day, instead of celebrating the wins.
Maybe I will go take a nap in the sun and tackle these issues tomorrow. What about some sushi and a run through my yarn stash while I'm at it?
On a brighter note, we had fun last night at the Nationals/Giants game. Kevin, Mary, Robyn & I were in the Need Oxygen/Nosebleeds section but we had a great view and a wonderful time. (Hey the tickets were free, man) I am NOT a Nats fan but I love sporting events, tailgating parties and the energy that just eminates from the crowds. The smell of hotdogs (don't eat em, but I love the smell anyways), the scab merchandise vendors outside the stadium, the beer and soda vendors who holla back among the stands... I sat and worked 6 inches of my dropped-stitch scarf while other fans around me oohed & aaahed the yarn (Malabrigo) and asked me all kinds of q's about what I was making. I handed out those little flyers from the knitty website to people so I could do my part to promote the knitty.com love!
Sunday, I am planning on dragging my ass to Dover to get in on the fun of my beloved NASCAR because I need to "keep it real". Or go mad. 3:30 am here I come!
I'm going to put some pics up if I can get blogger & my camera to cooperate.
Welcome to my blog - all knitting, all cats, all the time ...come in, get warm and share your thoughts and pics --- it's all good! Mewsings, scratchings, and a long nap in the sun....