Office Space

I always hope that when I comeback on Monday from my weekend off that no problems have occurred operationally with the store. Or, if they have I always hope they have been figured out and there is no need for my so-called "expertise." In the long run, the other managers and probably other staff members could figure out most of the stuff I do. But no, the wait for me to walk in when Monday is my busiest day anyway. Notes are left on the dry erase board screaming my name and cause me immediate irritation. My desk has been completely demolished over the weekend and this causes me more frustration. And to top it all off, trash is falling out of all three trash cans in the office and somehow I am always the only one who manages to dump them out....I have come to the conclusion that nobody wants to take the responsibility for anything because if it gets messed up it all falls back on them. Nobody wants to sign anything because that shit can be tracked. Nobody wants to talk to anybody on the phone because they claim they do not know what to say. Therefore, I become this person. I have basically signed my life away in the name of Sportmart/Sports Authority. My name is on everything and I am in contact with most of the operational people on the Corporate level in Colorado. For some reason nobody wants to order a new fax machine even though the fax machine not working effects all of us, not just me. One of the computer monitors, a printer, and our fax machine broke in a matter of a month. It's been complete chaos waiting for the new equipment to arrive and setting it up when it comes in. Actually, setting it up is not that difficult but the people I work with like to think it is. However, the fax machine still does not work and it is brand new. They need to get a technician out to fix our fax line and yet the damn help desk cannot seem to get on the ball. So, I am left explaining to everybody that we are shit out of luck and if they ask me one more time when it might be fixed I might break their face. Again, I am just irritated with the situation. Now, I know I do this to myself by being the one who takes on all of this bullshit. But if i don't nobody else will and then shit will fall apart. So, on this holiday I spent the whole afternoon building fixtures and making sense of what the corporate office is reall thinking. My hands and arms are now covered in scratches and I feel no gratification from it. Oh well, retail certainly has its days!