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BOOK TRAILER!
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Hey everyone,
Feel free to hop on over to youtube and check out the new teaser trailer for my book, now out in paperback!
YOUTUBE:
Thanks guys!
Feel free to hop on over to youtube and check out the new teaser trailer for my book, now out in paperback!
YOUTUBE:
Thanks guys!
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PRIDE MONTH DISCOUNTS!
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Hey guys!
Just a little shout out to everyone in the world; between 17th - 24th June I will have all of my LGBT ebooks free to download or discounted over 60%! All you have to do is head to amazon and check me out.
BOOKS THAT DISCOUNTED:
CASPER'S GHOSTS
SWEETHEART
FISH BOY
INTO THE DEEP
ONE WISH
Enjoy the discounts!
Love Vicky xox
Just a little shout out to everyone in the world; between 17th - 24th June I will have all of my LGBT ebooks free to download or discounted over 60%! All you have to do is head to amazon and check me out.
BOOKS THAT DISCOUNTED:
CASPER'S GHOSTS
SWEETHEART
FISH BOY
INTO THE DEEP
ONE WISH
Enjoy the discounts!
Love Vicky xox
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FREE NOVEL DOWNLOAD!
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HEY GUYS!
There are 4 days left of the romance writing competition. If you'd like to read my story for FREE, visit this link. You can download a free copy right to your laptop / phone.
STORY: www.inkitt.com/stories/romance…
Please, download as many copies as possible!
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Why Christmas Sucks in Retail
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So, Christmas in retail generally sucks on a whole, but tonight was especially bad. If it isn't bad enough that the new manager U is making everyone do ridiculous shifts without checking their availability, I've also worked non-stop all week, doing crazy back-to-back 9-hour shifts.
Bad right? Could be worse, yes. Still isn't great.
So today was late night shopping, meaning we closed our shop doors at 9PM and had to have everything cleared away for 10PM. The shop is a mess and the girl who was going to help me on my department had called in sick. So I was on my own. Now when we're about 3/4's of the way to closing (say about half 6PM) and I am sorting out the section of the floor dedicated to fancy evening dresses etc. when I notice a broad man piling clothes onto the end rails (measure about 10inches long for up-front displays at the end of aisles. We call them 'features'.
Sadly, these "prongs" can only hold so much weight so since they have ten items on their already, I wait a little to see if he's just shifting things around to organise and put it in his basket. Ha! No such luck. After about ten minutes I decide to go over and help. I'm irate at this point after a long day, but I force a smile and say, "I'm sorry, sir, but you can't hang your items on this rail. They're not strong enough." I take the items off, in the order he hung them in, and slung them over my arm. "I can carry them to the fitting room for you. It's empty in there so you'll have lots more space to look through your items."
Normally, this is met with "Oh thank you!" and "How kind!"
That;s not what I got.
Instead, this man sneers at me and starts up. "Why you touching my shit you stupid cow? It's not for me, it's for my wife! Why the fuck am I gonna try this on? What's wrong with you?"
I blink, thrown off-guard. I take a deep breath and say again, "Okay that's fine. But you can't hang your hooks on there, it's a health and safety risk (which it is). You can sort through your things either in the fitting rooms or at the tills, but you can't do it here."
He snatched his things away from me, and as I move away, I hear him kiss his teeth (I know) and say, "Stupid bitch not knowing how to do her fucking job."
I don't say anything. It's not worth my time to get involved and risk a customer complaint. In the end, he watches me over the aisles and as soon as I focus on picking a dress up from the floor, he bungs a good five items on the end rail. Before he moves far off, I sigh, snatch the things he dumped from the rail and stormed off to the changing rooms. I toss them onto a chair and take five minutes in one of the empty cubicles, trying to calm my temper.
When I come back out I apologise to E for throwing clothes in the fitting room, help him put them on the hanger and explain why I'm in a horrid mood. Of course this is when my manager U comes by, staring as he does, because he has a 'no talking' policy. He has the team leader D standing behind him, grinning like a Cheshire cat. So, U asks me what the problem is so I explain to him what happened. His repsonse?
U: "It seems to be a running theme with you. If it's not a customer it's an associate and vice versa."
Me: "Well M is useless on the fitting rooms and since I have no support ALL DAY, ALL WEEK, I can't have incompetent people doing the rails. I have to clear those quickly in order to keep on top of things."
U: "Yes but can't be rude to customers."
Me: "I wasn't rude, I offered to help him. What happens if he breaks our equipment? It's a hazard! I was trying to prevent something bad happening. I was nothing but professional."
U: "It seems to me that you might be the problem here."
Me: " ... What?" I'm lost for words. "I ... I'm not the problem! But I don't get paid to take that level of abuse from idiots!"
U: "Well then if you don't like it, then quit."
He turns and leave.
I'm shaking at this point because he cannot SAY such a thing. Literally, he cannot say that to me. To say that the customer is always right to THAT EXTENT, that I have to take verbal abuse for trying to help? I tried to put on a brave face, but the fact that this man is over-working me and others and then saying we're as dispensable as tissues? How soulless do you have to be to basically say that to someone's face? And with it being almost Christmas, customers are only going to get Worse!
In the end, I talked to Assistant Manager P about it and then my favourite team leader, H, and they both agreed a need to take five, and sort myself out. H told me to take as long as I needed. I ended up helping P take a huge order up to the stock room and, of course, when crossing to go to the bathroom for some respite, I pass D and U. I end up having 40minutes in the bathroom crying until my eyes are raw and pink and no amount of drying can make me look normal.
I didn't even get out on time. I left at 10:15PM and need to be back in that hellhole for a 10AM shift tomorrow (well, today).
I need a new job. I'd love to say I could stick it out, wait till he leaves, but I don't have a crystal ball so I don't know when that'll be.
Wish me luck ....
Bad right? Could be worse, yes. Still isn't great.
So today was late night shopping, meaning we closed our shop doors at 9PM and had to have everything cleared away for 10PM. The shop is a mess and the girl who was going to help me on my department had called in sick. So I was on my own. Now when we're about 3/4's of the way to closing (say about half 6PM) and I am sorting out the section of the floor dedicated to fancy evening dresses etc. when I notice a broad man piling clothes onto the end rails (measure about 10inches long for up-front displays at the end of aisles. We call them 'features'.
Sadly, these "prongs" can only hold so much weight so since they have ten items on their already, I wait a little to see if he's just shifting things around to organise and put it in his basket. Ha! No such luck. After about ten minutes I decide to go over and help. I'm irate at this point after a long day, but I force a smile and say, "I'm sorry, sir, but you can't hang your items on this rail. They're not strong enough." I take the items off, in the order he hung them in, and slung them over my arm. "I can carry them to the fitting room for you. It's empty in there so you'll have lots more space to look through your items."
Normally, this is met with "Oh thank you!" and "How kind!"
That;s not what I got.
Instead, this man sneers at me and starts up. "Why you touching my shit you stupid cow? It's not for me, it's for my wife! Why the fuck am I gonna try this on? What's wrong with you?"
I blink, thrown off-guard. I take a deep breath and say again, "Okay that's fine. But you can't hang your hooks on there, it's a health and safety risk (which it is). You can sort through your things either in the fitting rooms or at the tills, but you can't do it here."
He snatched his things away from me, and as I move away, I hear him kiss his teeth (I know) and say, "Stupid bitch not knowing how to do her fucking job."
I don't say anything. It's not worth my time to get involved and risk a customer complaint. In the end, he watches me over the aisles and as soon as I focus on picking a dress up from the floor, he bungs a good five items on the end rail. Before he moves far off, I sigh, snatch the things he dumped from the rail and stormed off to the changing rooms. I toss them onto a chair and take five minutes in one of the empty cubicles, trying to calm my temper.
When I come back out I apologise to E for throwing clothes in the fitting room, help him put them on the hanger and explain why I'm in a horrid mood. Of course this is when my manager U comes by, staring as he does, because he has a 'no talking' policy. He has the team leader D standing behind him, grinning like a Cheshire cat. So, U asks me what the problem is so I explain to him what happened. His repsonse?
U: "It seems to be a running theme with you. If it's not a customer it's an associate and vice versa."
Me: "Well M is useless on the fitting rooms and since I have no support ALL DAY, ALL WEEK, I can't have incompetent people doing the rails. I have to clear those quickly in order to keep on top of things."
U: "Yes but can't be rude to customers."
Me: "I wasn't rude, I offered to help him. What happens if he breaks our equipment? It's a hazard! I was trying to prevent something bad happening. I was nothing but professional."
U: "It seems to me that you might be the problem here."
Me: " ... What?" I'm lost for words. "I ... I'm not the problem! But I don't get paid to take that level of abuse from idiots!"
U: "Well then if you don't like it, then quit."
He turns and leave.
I'm shaking at this point because he cannot SAY such a thing. Literally, he cannot say that to me. To say that the customer is always right to THAT EXTENT, that I have to take verbal abuse for trying to help? I tried to put on a brave face, but the fact that this man is over-working me and others and then saying we're as dispensable as tissues? How soulless do you have to be to basically say that to someone's face? And with it being almost Christmas, customers are only going to get Worse!
In the end, I talked to Assistant Manager P about it and then my favourite team leader, H, and they both agreed a need to take five, and sort myself out. H told me to take as long as I needed. I ended up helping P take a huge order up to the stock room and, of course, when crossing to go to the bathroom for some respite, I pass D and U. I end up having 40minutes in the bathroom crying until my eyes are raw and pink and no amount of drying can make me look normal.
I didn't even get out on time. I left at 10:15PM and need to be back in that hellhole for a 10AM shift tomorrow (well, today).
I need a new job. I'd love to say I could stick it out, wait till he leaves, but I don't have a crystal ball so I don't know when that'll be.
Wish me luck ....
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NaNoWriMo 2015
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I AM SO HAPPY TO ANNOUNCE THAT I COMPLETELY SMASHED MY NANO THROUGH THE FLOOR! I GOT 50410 WORDS IN WITH TWO MINUTES TO SPARE! I HAVE NOT BEEN THIS ECSTATIC IN A WHILE! IGNORE THE CAPITAL LETTERS, IT'S MY HAPPINESS TYPING RIGHT NOW! YEEEY! X
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