We had three visits this week. Three from our boss' boss, two from our boss', boss', boss, and one from our Audit-guy. What did this mean in short... Everyone who actually pulls their weight around the store had to bust and work their asses off to clean up after the ones that don't. I've been working all week, my feet are killing me from the (mostly closing) hours in those damnable heels.
In slightly related news, the technology in my room has apparently staged a Strike without my knowledge. The stereo cables are finally on the fritz after almost 6 years of continuous and faithful use. The speakers on my desktop refuse to work in unison unless the chord is situated in EXACTLY the RIGHT WAY, otherwise I just get scratching on one side and fuzzy sound on the other and I HATE. Fuzzy music. >_< The monitor continues to be the bane of my existance, as everytime I want to use the desktop it simply refuses to turn on. I gave up after a while, but today we claimed victory in the name of... stuff.
Last, and, heh heh BD certainly not least... My laptop (which I first so affectionately dubbed "Alphonse", after Al's full-body-armor-mode in Full Metal Alchemist, for it's uncanny size and color comparison...), almost a full two years old, decided to kick the bucket.
Basically when a laptop starts, this is how it should run if everything is in working order:
1: Open laptop.
2: Push the On switch/button.
3: Laptop loads within around 5 minutes time.
4: Good to go.
When Alphonse starts up, this is how it goes:
1: Find heat resistant surface, because Alphonse will otherwise scald your damn legs off or burn a hole in the bed. (Plus: Makes an excellent lap warmer when used in combination with a Full High school Yearbook............................ I'm not joking. I'm completely serious.)
2: Open laptop.
3: Push the On switch/button.
4: Harddrive starts it's race car engine.
5: Laptop begins loading process.
6: .... Still loading.
7: .... Yep. Still loading.
9: .................. You're still waiting? >.> Please hold.
10: .......... *hold music*
( 11 )
12: Congratulations! You survived the BSoD!! Your prize: A BLACK SCREEN OF DEATH ZOMG!!!!11!!!eleven
13: Press F1 to proceed.
14: Repeat as desired, because it doesn't do a damn thing anyway, but here's a pretty beeping-screeching noise for your troubles. <3
......... Technology sucks.