Friday, September 9, 2011

Anniversarys

So this week I "celebrated" my 8th anniversary of working for my company. Its not really a thing to celebrate in my book. Am I grateful I've had a job for the past 8 years, sure. Am I happy with the job I have, no. Today I told someone that it was my anniversary at work, and the were like, "Oh, I'm sorry. I've only been here 6 years and I want to quit". That kindof makes me feel like an ass hole.

There are some of positives of working in the same company for so long:
1. I have an extensive collection of polyester polo shirts. They are unflattering and over sized, but the sheer abundance of them allows me to go over a week without doing laundry.

2. I get to meet some of the most interesting people. There is the nutty chicken lady who lives in the city and has chickens running around her house, and tells me interesting stories about growing up in Germany. There is the crazy old guy with the drunk son who comes in like twice a day trying to come up with new schemes to fix his house. He always has the same stories about the westside neighborhood back in the 1940's. Ooo theres the one strange tall guy who comes dressed in different costumes. Sometimes hes wearing a hat that looks like he should be in a rice patty. Other times he looks like a biker with leather pants. I haven't really talked to him too much cause hes kindof scary, but hes interesting.

3. I do have great co workers. As much as I don't like my job the people I work with are the reason I keep attending. There are a few who I can't stand and would like to throw under a bus, but for the most part people I work with are good shit.

4. Where else could I work that I would get to make people feel stupid every day? I know its not very nice to make people feel dumb, but it makes me laugh when people ask where the bathroom is in my store when I am in the main aisle. Its not as fun when I'm farther away, but if I'm in the main aisle and I tell them to turn around and read the 10 ft long neon green electric sign that says restrooms. It makes me laugh on the inside and they feel stupid.

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