Oh man, so I saw "Where The Wild Things Are" the other night, and man was it sad. I was really surprised. I damn near cried at the end. There were some really heart-wrenching parts. Worth seeing, but don't take the kids. They probably wouldn't get it, or get really really depressed from it. But in terms of film-making, it was so cool. The wild things were amazing. Besides being huge monsters, they looked real! I guess the actors wore the costumes and only the faces were digitally constructed. Incredible visuals, to say the least.
So today was a pretty shitty day at work. I mean, I busted my ass the whole day because I was the only warehouse person on duty. That was expected, but the person taking my place called in sick. Tried to get somebody to cover, but it didn't work out. So, I planned on being there the whole night, bell to bell. Then one of my managers made a comment about how having someone in the warehouse isn't important, 'at least it's not someone on the sales floor'. All of this is over the walkie talkies, for everyone to hear. Basically calling my job worthless. Now, it has taken me a long god damn time to find value in my job. I look all over the store for recognition and appreciation by working as hard as I can and being an all around nice guy. Don't get me wrong; I hear good things from the right people all the time. Yet this comment, coming from one of my superiors, REALLY turned me off. It killed me. They later apologized, saying it was a joke aimed at another manager. I'm not a stickler for HR friendly shit or whatever. I can take a good joke at my expense. I really enjoy self-effacing humor, ask anyone that knows me. But when you attack something I TRY to take pride in, that crosses the line. Ugh. Fuck. I'm done ranting.



