Meet Sparrow, an average man passing an average life…
Sunday, January 29Hu
Spent all day at work and four hours at the retailer and I probably should’ve been somewhere else because I felt no better than yesterday.
It was pretty low key at the resort…Bianca was there and not only does she do her work well, she is very pleasant to boot, except when she’s calling me a “turd” from time to time when I didn’t measure up, which makes me laff…Considering we are smack in the middle of ski season and everyone and their mother was checking out we weren’t half as busy as we should’ve been…Guests, by and large, avoided the front desk and weren’t bothering us for toilet paper and coffee filters and slow drains.
However, since it was only Bianca and I – Karina, the PBX operator, was sick and Jules the Manager wasn’t coming in until PM shift – there was no chance to sneak away for a nooner soak at the hot springs like I scammed yesterday.
I spent most of my shift at the retailer catching up on the training I should’ve done before I ever hit the floor…I got all of the third section done, 90 percent of it was stuff I’ve been doing regularly for a few months and, of course, some of what was taught was different than how we actually do it in the trenches, which was pretty exciting because it meant ol’ Sparrow failed a couple of assessments and had to take them over.
Saw a video on how to handle an active shooter situation…The video showed a malcontent white guy with some sort of rifle walking thru a store and its offices shooting at people…He was a lousy shot who couldn’t hit the side of a barn and no one got hit, much less died, and three people in the warehouse eventually took him down…What was funny was as the crew was evacuating an office, the men had turned tail first and were leading the charge out the door, no doubt to clear the way for the women they left behind to fend for themselves.
My own opinion is you can watch all the videos you want but no one really knows how you are going to respond in a situation like this until you’re knee deep in it…Some people might surprise you and lose their head while other will remain calm and you have some zero clue who will do what until the deal foes down….Years of sports officiating and some private security work has shown that o’l Sparrow tends to keep his head when the deal is going down, but I’ve never been in a shooting, so who the hell knows.
Spent some time with the new couple Rustam and Faruza during the hour or so I was actually working a register…Because I asked, Faruza said they were originally from Uzbekistan and laffed when I asked if that was near Finland…After the laffs subsized, i came back strong and noted it was actually in Central Asia, which seemed to impress her.
Rustam was having a bit of trouble with a cash transaction, which I cleared up for him…He seemed disturbed he had made a mistake and I told him not to worry about it, that any mistake he makes once I’ve made twice and it’s tuff to do something that can’t be corrected or worked around.
I told Julie I am will not be in Monday…I need to get as well a possible for the Detention Deputy test…I have not been in the gym half as much as I should have been lately…I’ve learned over the years working out when ill generally does more harm than good…We’ll see how I feel Monday…The Wife has been taking good care of me and I am feeling better, so maybe I’ll feel good enough to get in warrior condition in one day.
The Diary of a Nobody is a novel. All elements are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Anything else is a coincidence.
It was inspired by the 19th-century British novel of the same name.