Starting a new job is never easy. In the first few days or weeks you always feel out of your element as you try to learn the way things are done there, and getting to know your new co-workers. Sometimes the stress can be too much, and sometimes things are easier than you expected.
My first few days at Video To Go were rough, the training was taking longer than expected, and the assistant manager, Colleen, was on my ass about everything I did. Since the first couple of weeks didn’t go very well, so I jumped at any chance to get on the staff’s good graces. One day, this chance came when one of my co-workers asked me if I’d work for her on Tuesday, to which I replied “I’m already working on Tuesday.”
She then explained that she wanted me to do a double shift. I didn’t say anything at first, but I was a bit reluctant to do an open-close shift when I was already scheduled to close on Monday, and open on Wednesday. My co-worker then said she needed the time off because her boyfriend was in town for a couple of days. He was in the army, stationed out-of-state and he had to go back on Wednesday.
After hearing this, I agreed to do her shift for two reasons: It was a nice thing to do for them, and it might buy me some good will with the Video To Go management, especially with Colleen. A few days later I closed on a Monday, worked the double shift on Tuesday, and opened again on Wednesday. By the time I left the store that afternoon, I looked like a zombie.
Anyways, a couple of months went by and by then I felt comfortable in the new gig and had even made friends with most of the staff. Around the same time, the girl I worked the double shift for announced that she was pregnant and everyone was really happy for her. She kept on working right up until she had the baby that summer, but a few weeks before she gave birth, we had one very interesting conversation that went something like this:
Me: So, have you decided on a name?
Her: Well, we have a short list of names we like, but we need to narrow it down before the baby is born.
Me: That’s good! Bet you two are excited…
Her: We are, but there’s so much to still do, naming the baby is just one thing. Maybe I should name it after you, hahahaha!
Me: Why would you name your kid after me?
Her: Because you helped me conceive it.
Me: I did what now?
Her: That time you worked a double shift for me, that was the day I got pregnant, syou helped, hahahaha!
Me: You’re not telling people this, are you?
Her: Yes, why?
After the baby was born, she came in with her newborn daughter and her boyfriend. Let’s just say he wasn’t very happy to see me, even though I hadn’t done anything wrong. I don’t know how many people she told that I had helped, but her boyfriend clearly didn’t think it was amusing.
Later than year when she asked me again to do a double shift for her, I politely said no.