That led me to a couple of other DDL sites, too, by the way, one of which is a member site. I'm going to have to have a look at these, because I'd prefer direct downloads to torrents--they're just faster, dang it.
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Thursday was an interesting day, though not as interesting as one month ago, more or less.
I was in Receiving all night Wednesday night--first sorting backstock as the truck was unloaded, and then doing Receiving once that was done.
The backstock was a complete "charlie foxtrot". We were getting a bunch of transition merchandise, and we had four pallets set to receive said merchandise.
The problem is, there are some people who don't understand how it's supposed to work, and every time I'm doing backstock I have to argue with them about it. I get tired of having the same argument every freaking time.
The system we use is pretty simple. Every box that comes off the truck has a label affixed to it by the Distribution Center. A person scans that label with a PDA, or "gun" (it's shaped kind of like the "type II" phaser from the original Star Trek, but with a display and keyboard on its dorsal surface). This lets the store's inventory computer know that the package is coming into the store. The computer then determines where the box is needed, the floor or the stockroom. It informs the person doing the scanning, beeping a certain number of times if the box goes to the back room. If the box is to go to the back room--to "backstock"--the person scanning the merchandise draws a line through the bar code on the label with a marker, indicating to the rest of the unloading team that the thing is backstock.
The inventory computer knows what items are "set"--have places on the floor ready--and which do not. It knows how many units will fit on the floor in various locations, and it knows how many units are sold of each item every day.
So when a transition item is scanned, if it is backstock, it shows as backstock. If it's transition, it gets a T on its label. If it's bulk (more than 12 units) it gets a B on its label. If it's backstock, it gets a single line, and if it's push--if it goes to the sales floor--it gets no mark at all.
But people on the push side of the line don't believe me when I tell them that. "It's transition! It's set date is 9/30!" And I get really tired of arguing the point. I went to the boss and asked him about it, and he told me to backstock it.
As for me, I had two people helping me on the backstock side--one guy who's been there about a month, and one who doesn't do backstock all that often. And so every stinking box that had a transition label got backstocked. And no, they weren't supposed to be.
What the hell am I supposed to do? People don't listen to me when I tell them something and no one bothers to tell me anything, either. 90% of the time we get transition, if we set up pallets for it, we get a mess of other junk that doesn't match the numbers for the pallets we've set up but is still transition. I've tried and tried to tell people that if the label has no mark it's push regardless of what the label actually says, but they don't listen, don't believe me, and won't take the damn boxes. I don't have any authority to make them do it, either.
I was busier than a one-armed paper hanger all through the unload, despite the fact that there were three of us back there--unusual for a one-truck night. I had to wrap pallets during the unload simply because we didn't have any room left.
So last night the guys who were at the warehouse ended up having to sort through the pallets of all that stuff, and all the while they were doing it they were bitching about it. Well, shucky darn, sorry guys; I'm one person and I did what I could and everyone there apparently thinks I'm stupid and lazy, so fuck it and fuck you.
Anyway, while doing Receiving I cleaned up the back aisle. Almost no one ever cleans back there, and if it wasn't for my efforts the damn thing would be a pigsty of cut zip ties, pallet fragments, and plastic scraps. But I never have enough time to sweep it out thoroughly.
I was a bit of a stinker last night. The boss wanted me to finish Receiving quickly and then go to the back room, but I didn't; I cleaned. It was a rare night with little bulk, and I wanted to take advantage of it, particularly since we'd gotten a downcheck for cleanliness on our most recent visit from corporate.
The back aisle we call "chargeback" because that's where all the returns of damaged merchandise are processed. It's also where vendors store their merchandise--pop, certain food items, etc--and bags and non-stock items are supposed to be put back there, as well. Hangar boxes, repacks, etc.
I moved all the BS out of the way and then went after the pallets with a pallet jack and a broom. I'd pull a pallet, sweep the space, replace it, and move on to the next one. There are 14 pallets along there, and each one got moved in turn. I figure it's been at least a year since that area was last swept, and I was the person who did it then. The pile of garbage that I'd accumulated when all was said and done was huge.
I found two mouse nests. They were empty; I couldn't tell how long they'd been there, but I didn't see any mice.
So I don't feel guilty for basically ignoring the boss' orders. That job needed to be done.
I think that's one of the things which is missing from most peoples' definition of "doing Receiving". They think that when the work with the pallets is done, and when everything's put away, the job is finished--but it's not; you have to sweep, damn it. It's the dirtiest part of the building even if it's swept every day--and it is not swept every day, because the guy who normally does it these days is a lazy-ass moron. It's not me; if I am lucky I do Receiving one day per week, and inevitably I spend part of my night fixing the stupid crap that other guy leaves behind because he's too damned lazy to do it correctly, and thinks he's some kind of team lead who can ignore the rules as he pleases.
So when I got home from work, I was aching and tired. I had a bunch of stuff to fix, and I fixed it; I cleaned the chargeback aisle; and I did the other normal tasks one does in Receiving. I left at 6:10 AM.
Home, food, shower, anime, sleep...but sleep wouldn't come.
Finally, around noon I got pissed off and took the Jeep around back. Mom had earlier asked me if I'd be willing to take the old boat batteries to the recycler and I'd said "no", but now I was too pissed off at my apparent insomnia, so I figured I might as well do something useful. I loaded the batteries into the truck and we took 'em to the junkyard, which gave us $4 each for 'em. I stopped at the car wash long enough to vacuum the crud out of the truck--those batteries had sat on our back porch for a long time--and then finally managed to get some freaking sleep.
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...and the DL of School Days 12 is done. Later.