First day of lone working (no boss backup) and it went without too many hitches. I only buggered up a few bits of paperwork. The job is easy enough, and my long career of handling shit from infected animals and people means I’m pretty much undisgustable by anything Local Shop customers can do. Even the banjo-playing ones, although the children are as vile and monstrous as I expected them to be and I’m not allowed to whack them accidentally with a filthy mop. It’s all the forms and regulations I have to learn, but that is just a matter of time. Should have that sorted in a week.
I have cleaned things the cleaners don’t see. I wonder if they’ll ever notice I cleaned them? Tops of light switches and power points, the tops of door signs, that sort of thing. My advantage is that I can name what could be growing in that damp dust but I doubt the names mean much to anyone. Pseudomonas? Listeria? Klebsiella? They’ll kill you faster than smoking ever could. Listeria monocytogenes is really nasty and very easy to grow on any food production line but have you heard of it? Oh, the food lines test for it. I used to be, some years ago, one of those doing the tests but hey, cutbacks, redundancies, your problem. I know the risks so I’m all right Jack.
I’m not scared of smoking because I see the real threats that are out there and the very real quick deaths awaiting us all. Not some idiot government-sponsored ‘maybe you will die of this one day’ rubbish but the ‘you will definitely die of this in a week’ stuff no government cares about.
Actually there are fewer forms in this job than those required by my little lab and far, far fewer than those I used to deal with in a big lab with accreditation (nightmare!). Chemicals they mark as ‘hazardous’ are ones I’d wash my hands in. However, there is food on sale so even the slightest, most harmless contamination can cause trouble. If people can be scared by third hand smoke, imagine what they’d do if they found out you’d used an actual disinfectant within five hundred yards of the carrots!
No tobacco in Local Shop because Scotland requires a licence for tobacco sales as well as all the tax malarkey. They don’t sell it because it’s too much bother and soon to get worse but they don’t despise us.
I like their smoker policy. Rather than the usual cop-out of ‘it’s company policy to prohibit smoking’ they are clear that they aren’t allowed to allow smoking by law. Not company policy. Enforced by government. Also, they have rules about those who want to smoke on the night cleaning shifts – if you want to go outside at night, you have to go at least in pairs. Not alone. Local Shop is looking out for smoking staff safety.
Met the Boss’s Boss today, who has read my CV and has ambitions for me that I don’t have for myself. Damn those qualifications. I just want to do something menial and cover the bills. I did give Boss a copy of ‘Fears of the Old and the New’ because she said she liked scary stories. Also ‘Ghosthunting for the Sensible Investigator’, which is incidentally showing a slight increase in sales as Halloween approaches.
I work 12 to 6 pm at the moment, I was today offered 9 to 6 but no, I have to work out what the hell I’m doing before I make it a longer day. Also I have to keep the eBay stuff going until the first pay day and that means posting stuff in the mornings.
I have stuff ready to post for eBay and I have to contact the National Insurance mob to tell them to stop taking ‘voluntary’ contributions every month now that I’ll be paying via salary.
Then there is Samuel’s Girl, 90,000 words that have to be sorted very, very fast. The editor doesn’t seem to have an encyclopaedic knowledge of grimoires and demons, which seems odd. It’s useful though in case there is someone else out there without such knowledge. I have to explain a few bits in more detail.
Chaos reigns for a few days yet. Soon it will settle and I’ll be back to my normal-ish self.
Oh. Apparently poking your face through from behind when someone takes something off a shelf is regarded as being Very Naughty. Well, the rules of retail are a work in progress for me.