#retailemployees

We all need em. It’s how we earn our income to support ourselves. Some people are lucky and find a job that they just love. Others get stuck with jobs they hate but feel they can’t leave for whatever reason. Money, location, benefits, etc. I like my job. I’m not head over heels for it, but I do enjoy it most of the time. It’s just my boss and me. I don’t have any other coworkers which is both a blessing and a curse. Sometimes I get lonely but at least I don’t have to work with someone who’s annoying or horrible.

My first job at 16 was actually a government job. The IRS set up a program to hire high school kids. It was a SWEET data entry job, but thanks to technology, that position is now obsolete. I liked that job because I got to work with other kids my age, it was super close to home (walking distance) and I didn’t have to deal with the public! I’m not a people person in any way shape or form. I hate crowds. They give me so much anxiety.

After I was laid off from my IRS job, I started working at K-mart with some friends. GOD, I hated it. When people come into a store to shop they turn into the worst kind of idiots imaginable. They treat the employees like absolute shit when they don’t get their way. “The customer is always right” is a fucking terrible term and whoever thought that up needs to be punched in the face. I really feel that everyone, at some point in their lives, should be required to work a retail job for at least 6 months to a year, just to see how it feels to be treated like shit by customers. I really think that if that happened, the psycho customers would calm the fuck down.

My last retail job was 15 years ago. I worked at CompUSA for about 8 months. My coworkers were cool and all but the management was made up of complete idiots. My supervisor was a douche and I hated him. He was very condescending and a huge piece of shit. He got annoyed with me because I got sick for a week and called out. He was like “Well, what do you have?” I told him I had a the flu. He was like “The flu doesn’t last a week”. I told him I caught it from my brother who had it for a MONTH and he also ended up getting MONO. I told him I had a doctor’s note that I’m not allowed to work. He was SUCH a dick about it. I came in after feeling better and slammed the note on his desk, stared at him and walked out.

Towards the end of my time there, a customer came into to complain about something, I ended the conversation with “I’m sorry about that” and he looked me dead in the eye and said “no you’re not”. I just glared at him biting my tongue from telling him off. Who the fuck are you to tell me how I feel??? What customers fail to realize is that retail employees are HUMAN BEINGS just like them and the need to be treated as such. I quit a few weeks later with barely any notice. I didn’t care. That’s what happens when you’re treated like shit.

I also tried waitressing....that literally lasted a week. The customers were SO incredibly horrible and I couldn’t stand it. I quit after one week. 7 days.