Yesterday, I was supposed to attend a “Mandatory” customer-service meeting, I mean “class” (eye roll). When I was walking that way, she caught me in the hallway and told me no. Also, I wouldn't “learn much with Big Head running her mouth.” She hates the hiring manager “Katie” because she defied my boss by being on Debbie the date-finder's side. (Debbie's favorite “hobby” is to find out of dates that the boss wants left on sales' floor/ in cooler. (I honestly believe it's a part of her hoarding disorder. Every year, the store manager has to clear out the supplies that she won't let us toss. That happened yesterday as well. It gives me flashbacks to my mom and bro who are hoarders.) But of course, my boss “Regina” then changed her mind after the meeting was halfway over. I didn't see a chair, so I didn't go in. Don't worry, I snagged a flier they left on the table. I'll go over it in another post.