In five days, I’ll be back in produce. Well, maybe. There aren’t many guarantees in life. In fact, no one in management has said anything to me about it yet. But, I mean… C’mon! The current department supervisor, Dustin (who shall henceforth be referred to as “Karaoke”), will either be starting his new job in a different store on Saturday or otherwise he will be gone on vacation. Either way, they will need someone over there by Monday. The 18th starts a new pay period, so that would be the most logical time to have the new DM begin. The requisition has been up for 4 days already. Who knows? If I don’t get the job though, I’m done with fresh. Just wash my hands of that side altogether.
And for the record, the reason I will call him Karaoke is because of the fact that he is known for breaking out into song at random moments. It’s all out of tune and usually laden with mangled/incorrect lyrics. He once admitted that he likes to sings karaoke at bars outside of town. And finally, today he informed me that if I do become his replacement, singing out loud would be the most critical aspect of the position. Not culling, cleaning, stocking or anything else remotely associated with produce. It is to be assumed that he was joking. Nice guy though. I’ll miss him.