Thanksgiving shift wasn't awful, just...kinda dumb.
Clocked in at 5:45. First 15 mins or so, me, another daysider and some TLs and ETLs helped people put doorbuster TVs in shopping carts. We really weren't needed. TLs could handled that themselves since they know prices and models better than we do and can maintain order better.
After that, we went to the backroom and pulled and pushed 8 or so tiny CAFs. Pointless stuff.
From there until 8, we had we had to create work for ourselfs as noone gave us guidance on what to do until more autofills dropped at 8. So, we created and pushed some super small manual CAFs and a salesfloor TL made some super small outs EXFs. More boring stuff.
At 8, the other daysider, the overnight BRTL and I pulled CAFs for about 2 hours. Why did we have one giant batch of CAFs at 8 instead of smaller ones at 7, 8, and maybe 9? Beats me. I got yelled at for making a messy softlines tubs (it wasn't that bad, a handful of ETLs just like to nitpick everything I do). Not sure what they expected when women's and men's had 50+ DPCIs each and we were rushing to finish before overnight backroom got in.
I went out of my way to apologize to the SrTL who had to push my "messy" softlines tub and she didn't care or at least said she didn't. She's one of the better/nicer TLs and one of the few I like. The bitching over my tub came from our terrible Store TL.
Anyway...overnight backroom came in at about 10 and they pulled CAFs. Felt more worthless and aimless at that point. Asked the BRTL if I should set the line, she said just do half...ok? Overnight folks stepped on my toes a little there (why they don't set the line themselves *everyday* is still a mystery; they are better at it, do it faster and there are more of them to do it...), but we got that done. Yawn.
Had about 30 minutes left in my shift with little to do and no guidance. So I pushed one of the overnight CAFs vehicles. It was some Barbie toyhouse thing, I checked both locations and it didn't go out, only 2 fit in each location. When I brought it back as backstock, my BRTL rolled her eyes at me and made a underhanded comment implying I didn't really try to push it out. Whatever.
So for rest of my time, I helped salesfloor folks with reshop then left. And that was my night.
I felt there was almost no reason for me to be there.
Oh, and the food they fed us was god awful. Cold corn and ribs and they had uncooked cheese potatoes in one pot...
