I‘ve slacked on blog updates in general this week, mostly due to my new job with Big Box. Being on my feet all day there is kicking my ass more than UPS ever did. When I left Thursday afternoon, it felt like I’d been through two weeks of Chinese foot binding. I immediately went to Sports Authority and purchased some all-black tennis shoes and gel insoles… which didn’t help at all Friday, when the gates of hell opened.
The never-ending supply of crowds with complicated, time-consuming problems wasn’t really the worst part. The worst part was the bastards haven’t given me a password to use the cash register yet, so I have to walk around and get someone to log in for me every goddamn time something needs to be rung up — which is almost every time. Compound that with my general sluggishness within their systems and likelihood to make mistakes because I still don’t really know what the hell I’m talking about when it comes to their totally inane store procedures and acronyms and rip-off service plans, on top of the crowds and my brutal hangover, and it’s a recipe for disaster.
Lines… lines… lines… that never end, and get angrier as the day progresses. It must be sort of the way you ladies feel when in the presence of a bona fide pervert, whose glare you can feel without even looking in his direction. Yet, when you turn your head toward him, he somehow is looking at his shoes or at a television or at the book in his hand… somewhere other than where you damn well know he was looking just two seconds ago.
I get that in the restaurant too… those moments when you are just slammed off your ass… and two different tables are trying to flag you down while you race back towards the kitchen, pretending you didn’t see them.
What is gonna make it tougher on you, however, is the general disdain that people seem to feel for employees of big box stores, who’s level of knowledge is normally only matched by their level of enthusiasm.
So, yeah… good luck!
I’ve worked at two big box retailers and Dylan’s comment, “What is gonna make it tougher on you, however, is the general disdain that people seem to feel for employees of big box stores.. is dead on.
I used to work in the electronics department at a big box and you’d have one kid wanting to look at a video game, one guy wanting to look at a camera and one fat lady who gets upset because you’re too busy to check out her grocery items that she should’ve taken to the front anyways, but she didn’t want to wait in that line so she comes back to you. Gah!
Sucky jobs….Jitney Jungle (Grocery Store), Roses’, Pizza Hut, Toys-R-Us, Roofer, Job Corps (after big pay raise and promotion), United States Air Force….The worst one was Pizza Hut, where I was stppen fetchit guy on my feeet all day.
I feel for you, you poor bastard(said without sarcasm). Retail is indeed a harsh mistress, and it sounds as though you have been made management’s fuckboy-du-jour. I empathize as a flunky, and not a mangerial type, as I have seen what you are going through. Get out. Get out now. You deserve better, my friend. Lower-echelon management in this case is no different than being a salaried(and subsequently abused) department head(whatever that means). I don’t envy you one bit right now. Retail Manangement(especially in Cobb) is analoguous to working for free.
You think your jobs are bad? I’m the tank cleaner at pet-co. i spend my days cleaning the scum off the side of the glass tanks. I probably smell like fish shit which would explain why i havent been on a date in 6 months (last one was with a fat chick in case you were wondering.) the pay is shit too. My 2cents of advice… Go to college.
Well You can have my Job it pays good money btw but you never get to see your family or kids. Oh you spend all your time on boats in the middle of the gulf of mexico meaning no phones, internet, crapy living conditions. I mean if you could put a bunk bed in a gas station restroom thats what the living conditions are like. Oh did I mention you got to share the room with 3 other jerks whom continualy wake you up while your trying to sleep. Oh did I mention 12 hour shifts no relief and you stay out probably 9 months a year. Oh no schedule also meaning when you go home you have to stay by the phone. Oh but its good pay about 240 dollars a day entry level. Oh and dont plan to have holidays off because their is no team work what so ever.