the cheese stands alone

Not Quite Dire, But Certainly Rear

All right, all right, a lot several a few of you Mom has been wondering what is up with the blogging when I'm supposed to be at work. Did I suddenly get internet access at Big Mall? No, unless I mug the 1 in 100 customer who has a cellphone with 'net, there's not much chance of that.
No, the truth of the matter is, my job is currently in flux. (Flux, by no small coincidence, also is a term for "discharge of large quantities of fluid material from the body, especially the discharge of watery feces from the intestines", which sums up my job nicely. ) As a seasonal employee, I was informed that I would no longer be on the schedule but be logged as an "on call" person. Then, in keeping with form, they went ahead and scheduled me and were astonished that I didn't show up. Finally (after 4 shifts missing), they called to see why I wasn't around. I informed then that since I'd been determined non-scheduled and on call, I'd not checked the schedule but had waited to be called. Silly me!
And then the gloves came off. I went on to inform them that spending the most joyous holiday of the year as the verbal punching bag for every Juan, Dick, and Harry, cleaning up the non-flushable toilet that was our store after the hordes had passed through, and finding little happy in Happy Holidays had pretty much discouraged me from a further career in the retail arts.
It was then I was offered an interview to transfer to another department, one that entailed NO dealing with the general public. No nights, no customers, no smiling through the emotional cordite cloud. They seem to be selling it a tad hard, so my grain of salt defenses are up. I'm curious to see if they try a reach-around.
It's later on today. I'll let you know.

Update: Had my little interview, both with the store manager and the department manager. Good hours, same pay as before, and I'll have an answer on Friday. One question I was asked was if I was an organized person. Those of you who know me and know my near-Monk, slightly OCD tendencies are laughing.

Updated update: As you can see (or maybe not, since I forgot to say I am typing this on Sunday... ) Friday has come and gone and nary a word from the people with whom I interviewed. In the meanwhile, I discovered that one of my favorite people from another department has also interviewed for the same position, which will make me feel rather crappy if I get it and she doesn't, particularly since her current department sucks raw donkey weenie.
She and I had a mini-conference about it, and it turns out both of us have been approached by other store employees who wanted to "warn" us about the Interviewed-For department, saying it was "full of drama" and "they don't like Anglos" and other stuff guaranteed to make me dig deep into the classifieds in search of elsewhere employment, like cleaning kennels in outer Mongolia. What bodes extremely worrisome in my book is that my current manager called me up at home to ask me if I'd heard anything (do department managers not communicate with each other?) and to tell me that if I got the job, to come see her and she'd "tell some tales" about the new manager that would "curl your hair". Great.
I shall continue to update the situation here, because I am too damn lazy to make a new post and have to re-tell the tale.