The first major bloodshed arrives when Aria is escorted off the premises by police. This move doesn’t just signal the end of her employment with the company, but finds them pressing charges against her as well. Although the exact details are murky to those who haven’t dealt with front end paperwork — and probably even many who have — she had apparently perpetuated some scam for years which involved pocketing cash, and adding that amount to the daily credit card total, having realized that nobody was verifying this. …
Getting a handle on this bulk madness is presumably one of the reasons Duane asked Harry to come up with a list of what each store is carrying. The results were evidently not quite what he had in mind, though, for he asks Corey to do it all over again. When Edgar hears about this, apart from considering it comical, his next thought is that he could come up with those lists in about five minutes, or at least lists of what each store is ordering, separate lists of what each store is selling. Could even combine them in an…
The eighth column in the new items spreadsheet is dedicated to a simple flag, to mark whether the product in question is packaged or random weight. The number 1 is placed in this column if so, to trip a function in the system that will weigh this item at the cash register, but is otherwise left blank.
For as much time as he spends arguing with alcohol zealots, heightened now by hiring Jake Gifford for what you may as well call an Executive Beer Hipster position, the random weight items — mostly in the bulk department — are easily the…
Nearly two months after that lone time hanging out together, the night of Dave’s band performance, Brady randomly asks Edgar if he wants to go grab some beers. It’s a Friday at the end of October, and while refraining from dressing up themselves, they figure there are bound to be a few Halloween related happenings in the region tonight. As an added bonus, it seems that former meat department goofball Justin will be joining them.
Brady lives in an apartment at the absolute eastern edge of tiny Palmyra. Ordinarily this town is an expensive one to live in, but he…
Edgar is also able to take advantage of Corey’s predictable schedule, albeit not quite in the same manner as the recently busted loafers. Rather, frustrated already with his Corey related dealings on the beer-wine front, this has given him a great opportunity to secretly shift into Plan C.
After months of trying it Corey’s way, it’s pretty obvious to Edgar that this simply isn’t going to work. He had pleaded his case to Duane, to have Edgar email him all cost changes and for him to have the final say in all alcohol pricing, which sounded maybe passable in theory…
The personnel nightmares continue at Palmyra, anyway, which demand far greater attention than anywhere else. As much as can ever be the case in this high overturn industry, the other two locations remain stable — and in fact, it’s not uncommon for Liberty to go months without a single change. Some of Palmyra’s vagaries are explained away as the result of hiring college kids, in a college town, though this only accounts for so much.
One mild mannered kid, hired to work in grocery, everyone seems to agree has great potential. He’s quiet, he’s smart, and he works hard. Until…
“I like Christie, don’t get me wrong. But…”
It’s amazing how many conversations start out this way, Edgar’s thinking. As Arnie begins to rant in what amounts to a slightly elevated whisper, up here in his office.
With the other computer in here unoccupied, though the Orchestra server is connected to it, Arnie has unofficially claimed this as his work station, whenever in need of one at this store. He typically does so by announcing the “DEFCON status,” on a scale from 1 to 5, as he enters the room, which is meant to indicate how much general hostility seems…
Though Microsoft’s cloud storage OneDrive platform uses a few different icons for its “Something Went Wrong!” message, there’s one that cracks Jack Lincoln up, every time, which would be the one which resembles a pile of doodie, wearing a birthday hat. Allegedly this is supposed to be a piece of birthday cake, but it doesn’t really resemble such, even a half-crumbled one, and anyway, that wouldn’t make any sense. Why a piece of birthday cake if Something Went Wrong (then again, why a totally fine looking bicycle, which is one of the other icons)? Nope, what it most resembles is…
Modern efficiencies can be great if that saved time is put to good use. This is one of the things Glenda thinks about often, as she’s humming along entering invoices, in her island of a cubicle at the Bellwether HQ. If you are banking that time to get better at your job, be it by catching up on other things, or learning more, or tinkering around in an attempt to find even better methods, then this is great. …
The emails continue between Edgar and Tonya on a frequent if not daily basis. At no point does he ever mention doing anything socially with her again, nor does she. Until a handful of weeks have gone by and out of the blue it’s 2:30 in the afternoon on a Friday, and she dials his office for whatever reason, in seemingly a giddy mood. Says she’s getting off at four herself, it’s a gorgeous fall day et cetera, and wondering if he wouldn’t want to meet for happy hour somewhere.
Part of him thinks he should blow her off, so…
Jason McGathey
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