Elaborate, hans!
My boss is a micromanager who thinks I'm some sort of idiot. My LF was being distinctly unfriendly most of the day for no apparent reason, then was all bubbly happy love right before she left, but still never asked me how I was or if I was okay. She hugged me though, so I guess that helps a bit.
I do the floors with this big floor machine at my job, and my boss was like, "You need to start that right now, and stay the **** out of produce." Produce is my main duty, but whatever. Also, floors takes twenty minutes, and it was 640. We don't close until 8. Also, I got bawled out by the REAL boss for doing floors too early the other day, because people come in and track shit all across the pretty floors.
I got bawled out for not having enough stuff to do the other day, and now that I had my whole night planned out, I had to up and drop a bunch of the shit I was going to do for the rest of the night to satisfy a fucking micromanager who thinks I'm a child.
Also, I got bawled out for not cleaning out the inside of the floor machine and leaving the lid open, which I AM THE ONLY PERSON THAT FUCKING DOES THAT. The other guy that's done floors for YEARS has NEVER once done it, and in fact rarely even cleans it out. I
fucking scrubbed it out with a scrubbing pad the other night. But yeah, I do SUCH a shitty job. The one guy in the store who EVERYONE universally agrees is a great worker and does a fantastic fucking job came up to me when I was scrubbing the inside of the machine and said, "Dude, you don't need to be doing that. That's a bit much. You do a good enough job just rinsing it out and letting it dry."
Oh yeah, and I get to go to jail tomorrow on my one day off other than thanksgiving.