So. Saturday night, as I was pulling pallets, I noticed that there were a few faces among the overnight crew that I hadn't seen in a few months, indicating that the remodel team was back. The Feeling of Dread kinda began to tingle in my gut then, but the rest of the crew and I still hoped otherwise.
But sure enough- Sunday rolled through and with it Kathy herself. (shudders) Her voice makes me want to claw out my eardrums. And right away she got on the task of informing whoever was listening about every single thing of (suposed) interest that had happened with her in her absence.
It was a no-truck day, though, so that means that she could only talk to those who Jennifer assigned her to work with on a project. Poor Paul. He's about the only one who can stand to attempt a civil conversation with her, so he was doomed on that front.
While they cleaned up the backroom, I took Patrick and Donald to do pop and water. We checked to see what would go, then came back in to fill up the cart. Filled up the cart, took it out and worked it (takes about ten minutes), then brought it back. Did the same thing over, and when they came back, we were greeted with the same whining as before.
Pi: (SIGH) Still talking.
Donald: ...Holy shit, she is! O_O She hasn't stopped talking once, has she?
Donald, I have decided by the way, is clearly Jesse's replacement (as opposed to Michael). He is amusing on that level, and he bursts out randomly into song just like he used to. Funny guys are awesome.
So the rest of us all went to do paper goods and chemicals and I caught him talking to Jen.
Donald: You know... when you guys told me about her, I didn't think she could possibly be that bad. But she never stops talking!
Jen: Oh this is nothing. She hasn't even started bitching at us yet.
Donald: ...It's going to get worse?
Jen: Yeah, pretty much.
Donald: (quite literally curled up on the floor to suck his thumb) Sweet Jesus...
Anyways. We thankfully didn't have to deal with her for the rest of the day. While I was stocking water, one of the managers came up to me and started talking about how he needed someone to help in Deli later. Before he could choose between Patrick and me, I pointed out to him that Kathy was back. And that she used to work in the Deli (not a lie- she did).
This manager is one of the more awesome ones in that he likes me (most of the other managers just ignore me), so he totally went with this idea. And the world rejoiced.
But alas. Today we have a truck. Meaning everyone will have to deal with her. Which is horrible and awful. Billy's probably throwing the truck (thus won't have to deal with her nagging like the rest of us working the line), but if he weren't he'd probably be convicted of manslaughter tonight.
Thank God it's my Friday.






