June 29, 2009
Retail!
I always used to wonder why people bitched so much about working retail. I mean, I have a retail job, and I really don’t mind it. Almost like it some days. Sure, I’m just working for the paycheck, but that’s why you go to work. I could think of many jobs I would rather do, but none that I had access to. My job was just fine. I don’t know why I should hate it.
Recently, there haven’t been many ad sets, and I’ve been filling in on the floor quite a bit in order to get some hours.
I get why people bitch and hate retail jobs now.
Granted, it’s not for the reasons that I think most people would think. It’s not the customers. On the contrary, I rather like dealing with customers, because it gives me something to do. That’s the main thing I want at work: I want something to keep me busy. Something to make the time fly by faster. Something to keep my paws working. And if there’s nothing to do, I want the freedom to do whatever I need to entertain myself until there is something to do. So no, I don’t mind dealing with customers, even with dick-ish ones, because at least I’m doing something.
But depending on where I am working in the store, there is nothing to do. I pace back and forth. Every once and while, I find a shirt to fold, and I fold it. And then I pace more… and more. If I’m lucky, someone whom I am friends with is working that day, so I have someone to go bother and talk to time and again. But it’s very possible that that is not the case. So I just keep pacing, and pacing, and all the walking makes my ankle ache more and more, and it’s just horrible. Give me work, I want to yell! I can do things! I CAN DO THEM!
It’s really frustrating. Normally when I get to work, I might resist going, but once I’m there, I’m fine. Working these floor shifts, I want nothing more than to go home, the whole time. It sucks.
So, yeah, I’m sorry for not saying but thinking that you need to suck it up if you ever talked about hating a retail job. I take it back.