OK, as most of you probably are aware, the 7th and last installment of Harry Potter is coming out on July 21st. Therefore all the Barnes & Nobles are have a party on Friday the 20th with all kinds of activities and stuff, and the book goes on sale right at the stroke of midnight. So yesterday I had dinner with a friend, who I used to work with at Store1 (she no longer works for the company but is good friends with the store manager and community relations manager at Store2) and she informed me that she volunteered to help out (at Store2). I also have friends at that store who run a HP discussion group (for adults) and I figured they would likely be working that night (and indeed are doing much of the planning of activities). So I told my friend last night that I would volunteer since she would be there. And I called this morning to talk to the CRM (who I also worked with at Store1 and love); she wasn't there so I talked to the store manager who was more than happy to accept my volunteerance...I may live to regret it but it's a weekend and it's the last one, so what they hey? (Though I may take a personal day that Friday...or hey, maybe I'll take vacation that week...gotta use 'em by October! I am taking the first week of September but haven't figured out when else yet...)
I was working in the stores for the last 2 parties and managed not to be scheduled for either of the party nights. The first time I was head cashier so they decided I would better serve by being there for the mad rush the next morning (didn't see the end of the line for 4 hours). That party I worked until 8, changed into jeans and hung out for a while (my then-bf was playing photographer) and decided at 10 that I'd had enough and went home . Last time I played greeter the next morning and checked people's reservations off the list.
I was working in the stores for the last 2 parties and managed not to be scheduled for either of the party nights. The first time I was head cashier so they decided I would better serve by being there for the mad rush the next morning (didn't see the end of the line for 4 hours). That party I worked until 8, changed into jeans and hung out for a while (my then-bf was playing photographer) and decided at 10 that I'd had enough and went home . Last time I played greeter the next morning and checked people's reservations off the list.
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