What's up this weekend in Queenstown? Well, this is for one... The main reason I am cruising down.
Thursday, July 5, 2007
Queenstown Wassup?
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A Stocktake, a bean-counter , and alpaca socks
Yes, that just described my day
Things went well.
The product text files uploaded sweetly, the maps I prepared were a little over the top detail wise and all documents were meade to be cross referenced with each other. We even ended up finishing about 1.5 hours ahead of schedule. (Not always a good thing)
Finding the codes that didn't work on the first scan proved to be a real fucker, and took about six and a half hours to complete. Then I had an issue with a transfer of all of the batches that meant we couldn't get a number on actual counts versus stock on hand. Rectified however by an expert that wasn't me.
All the time I had a bean counter watching whose mission was to learn the stocktake process, and didn't understand the time it takes to find shit codes. Fortunately with my innate sense of who and where was this code scanned I managed to find the bits and pieces and clear up a large portion.
All the time being comforted by my alpaca socks from argentina.
I'm glad the first part is over, now I need to do the recounts and roll the final figure as soon as possible. Then, one clean ass shop.
Sweet.
Roll on the superclubs and harsh police of queenstown.
Peace.
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Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Weekend Cometh
This weekend is going to rock - I'm off to visit New Zealand's superclubs.
That's right.
An entire city built to entertain the chemical generation and their followers.
That's right. Queenstown.
And. It's winter.
And. There is a dump of snow forecast.
And. I am driving there.
And. There is going to be a stranger in the car who probably doesn't like trance.
And. I've never put on/used snow chains before.
And. I'm depending on my Amex.
(Innerself "And. you're probably fucked")
So, If I get stuck in the middle of nowhere, South Island brothers and sisters please be coming to find me. Form a chain like they did with the Star Fury's in Babylon 5: Third Space and save my ass.
Peace.
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