Asda... and mistakes...part II.

A while ago I couldn't of written this how I would of wanted to, because I was still employed by Asda, and stupidly along with the rest of their stupid policy's, you cannot write a blog/status/tweet about anything disrespectful of Asda/Walmart.. or you get into trouble. !! A cover up at it's best... But now I no longer work there and I can say what I want. So here it is.
I joined Asda in Highbridge as it was born and created. It was exciting and I thought it would be new starts and new chances to get over the past year. I started work too early after my mum passed and I didn't have the financial need to work either as I had money that my mum had left. With hindsight this was a bad move all over. But I thought then I was doing the right thing. It was an amazing thing to be a part of. and everyone was buzzing for the the new shop to open, the managers were excited, they treated us well, we were trained, we were looked after and most of all, the managers made us feel like we were part of something big and we were useful and needed. This dream would be dashed within weeks. I worked on the night shift and it really was my dream job, I know that sounds sad, but with o.c.d and bpd (which I didn't know at the time) filling shelves and making all the items neat was brilliant for me, I took pride in whatever I did and I worked hard. To start with everyone got along on nights as so often happens in a new group. The night managers Jason and Andy were a breath of life. They were funny, they worked and they taught us slowly what we needed to know, soon enough we become a well oiled team.. and we finished the shop floor with pride and were thanked many times for what we had achieved. However, things started slipping when it transpired that Andy was having an affair with one of the night shift, now although this breaks all the rules within the company, no one had an issue with it. Until they started leaving the shop floor together for hours.. work started to slip and no one was happy about it. I was given the shop floor more than once while they disappeared.. but this wasn't enough, we were still new and still needed direction. There was an issue on the shop floor that no one could solve, so I went to find our manager, thinking he was having a smoke or drink with the colleague in question I went off to find them.. and I did.. having sex on a table in the computer room.... now anyone could of walked in on them.. but it was me. Nothing was said and I left my shift that night disillusioned and let down. I had told kaz what was happening who in turn reported back to the store manager, where it was brushed aside. I put my head down and got on with my job. Sparks started to fly within the team as splits became obvious. Jason and I used to slip off for a smoke regularly and this also never went down well. But I wasn't about to complain. It turned out in the end, he was on cocaine and was asked to leave. Andy left also. It was a shame as Jason was a pretty cool guy and i had a lot of time for him.
From what I can remember, It was Di that came along next. Now this was fun, she was attractive, and had a sense of humour next to none. We clicked straight away and we worked well together. We ran through work like it was nothing and a friendship formed. None of the other team liked this at all, as she was the manager and I was a colleague. I was however on Jason and Andy's terms a key colleague..
This didn't make a difference and was just a jumped up name for dogs body.
Everyone thought I was being treated differently.. I wish they'd understood that I worked harder and that working with Di, we were able to complete 3 aisles in the space it took them to finish one. But that didn't help either and the bitching started. the complaints were made and it started to get nasty. People didn't like the laughter, this is a true complaint made.. we laugh too much !!
By now, Di and I had become close outside of work and no one liked this either, But i was oblivious, Di had a spark and we enjoyed each others company. She was married and had kids, and when ever we could we headed off into town and drank.. Her husband (Ian) started getting jealous and stopping me in the car whenever he could asking what he'd done wrong.. It was a bad situation as the more he seemed to get possessive and jealous the more Di pushed and pushed. We drank heavy and we partied, we had fun and for me it was pure escapism.
We ended up sleeping together after a night drinking.... But I was still with Karen and Di, although my friend, was my manager. It never fitted and it was only going to end in total disaster. But I couldn't or didn't stop it for whatever reasons. Our life became entwined with alcohol and lies. Work was affected in as far as her decisions, the complaints that were made and it drew out long enough for it to come down to a decision within work. One of us had to leave.
Unfortunately for everyone involved, she left her husband and we all moved in together. me, Di and Karen and Di's kids. For me.. i was more materialistic, so I enjoyed the new big house.. but it became harder and harder to live like this and it was killing everyone. Di became more possessive, Karen became withdrawn and I, was being a prize bitch to everyone.
Now I'm not saying we didn't all have good times, we did and alot of them. But it was all pretence and fake. and eating me up. Something had to give. I left Asda to start my own business.. and Karen and I split up.
It was a mess in the biggest form. Everyone had to move. I moved to Burnham, Di moved to Bridgwater and Karen's place fell through and she moved in with me.
Raised eyebrows.. yes I know. It was not an easy place to be. But... and there will always be a but. Karen and I became best of friends, we had each others backs as we do now. and she moved into her own place and we talked. Di became possessive and hated the fact I was still even talking to Karen, I didn't like it and Di and my friendship came to a close. Due to my business we had one year of working together within the business, but it became apparent we didn't want be in the same room as each other. The business was folded and we are no longer even on speaking terms.
And me and Karen.. well.. at the same time she found out I was having an affair in Burnham with someone she questioned me about Di, so I told the truth.  I had messed up, and no doubt it wouldn't be the last time. I can never apologise enough to Karen for what happened and I have no excuses for why it started, continued and ended. But I do know this.. anyone else would of walked away. Karen didn't and hasn't. And has remained to this day my best friend.