Friday, December 9, 2011

Never before shared, vintage: Short end of the sucky stick

I wrote this one December 11,2011 while still at the former big box. I never hit post so 2 yrs later here it is:

So I meant to blog about last weekend sooner, however the evils of my retail disaster scared me so much I had almost lost my sarcastic edge. 

Anyway, the holiday season in retail is horrific. Anyone who has worked retail knows how shoppers change, and managers change for that matter too. Call it the stress of the situation but people who are usually tolerable become unbearable. While I was going about my typical duties I encountered some of our management staff who took it upon themselves to make me feel like less of a person. I do my job, and I do it well. I even help other people get their jobs done, but when a GM gets upset with you and exclaims your uselessness while you are in the midst of assisting customers, that kind of crosses the line.

Last Saturday I had the honor of helping customers select their Christmas trees. At my past stores this was a fun job. Kids get excited, adults are nice, but at this store the ghetto people are not so kind. They want the cheapest tree to look like a million bucks. Sorry people but no amount of trimming is going to turn that shrub into a masterpiece. The more you cut the less tree there is, and as much as they try cut branches do not fit back in the tree. Picture Charlie browns tree with mismatched branches shoved in the gaps...

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