After countless applications and several interviews, I finally got my first job a couple of weeks ago. Processing, background checks and incompetent people in charge delayed me from starting work until about a week ago. How do I like it so far? I don’t. It sucks. I’m working at a department store and now I’m thinking I’d have enjoyed working at McDonalds more (I actually was about to work there). I was always told that working sucks countless times from friends, family, etc. but I figured, “hey, as long as I’m getting paid, it can’t be as bad as they make it out to be…right?” I was sorta kinda wrong. The fact that I’m getting paid for doing backbreaking work is an extremely slight consolation. Considering I’m getting paid
shit $7.75 an hour. The injustice. The 20% percent discount I get isn’t too bad I suppose. At least I’m getting paid. That’s all that matters. That’s all that matters…*stares blankly into space and cries at the thought of going to work tomorrow*. Alright, the list.
- I’m terrible at interacting with people – Ok, so my new job hasn’t exactly taught me this, but it has definitely highlighted and made me even more aware of how terrible my social skills are. I’m painfully awkward (emphasis on painfully; sometimes I lie in bed at night, kept awake thinking about awkward situations that occurred eons ago) and quiet, which pretty much goes against the qualities I should have working at a place like this (but they’re the ones who hired me so…). I’m motivated now more than ever to pick a major that requires little interaction with people. I get the feeling that some of the people I work with think I’m rude. I’m really not. I’m just quiet. Then again, I don’t really have any desire to know some of them better bloop.
- Retail really sucks – I’ve heard this countless times as well, but I really had no idea what I was getting into when I first applied for this job. I honestly did not know. I didn’t think I’d be doing so much walking and lifting and bending and tearing at packages bigger than me. I could go on and on. I’m being thrust into every position possible, learning things within 30 minutes and then expected to perform said learned things immediately after learning. It’s ridiculous. Management sucks too. I had to hound one of the managers just to get the damn job (he’s a major part of the reason why it took so long for me to start). Alright, sucks might be too strong of a word, but they annoy me greatly.
- People are stupid – Again, new job hasn’t taught me this amazing truth; it’s only intensified my feelings. From dealing with customers and co-workers, this job has strengthened my strong dislike of most of the human population. It’s over 9000 now. Shoppers seem to lose basic manners and the ability to function like decent human beings as soon as they step into the store. They can’t pick up after themselves, think we’re slaves that should cater to their every will, and not to mention, they let their spawn run wild destroying the store. This job has also made me even more sure of my decision to never have children. Co-workers…mmmmm. It’s been about a week since I’ve been here and I’ve worked a lot of hours and seen the same people daily…and yet…and yet…they still cannot pronounce my name correctly. I’ve made a post about my name in the past, and I just…?????? WHY?? I don’t understand. I really don’t. The way I’m endlessly pronouncing my name for the same people and the way they keep butchering it would have you thinking my name is some 7 syllable tongue twister. It’s not. FOUR LETTERS. TWO SYLLABLES. Today I pronounced my name like 10 times (I’m not even exaggerating) for this guy and they way he kept repeating it back to me made me want to shove a cactus down his throat. It’s almost as if they want to pronounce it their way, if that makes any sense. It’s like they really don’t want my name to be the way it’s pronounced. They’re all so basic.
I had originally planned to make a list of ten things, but I think I’ll stop here for now. I really don’t like this job at all. Boo hoo, poor me (I know what you guys are thinking…just let me moan and groan). I’m a seasonal employee so come late August, I’m jetting off to college and saying adios to this job (forever hopefully). I wish they’d give me more hours though. They have me working 17 hours a week. I’ve calculated how much I would earn by the end of summer if that stands, and that’s barely enough to cover all the stuff I want to buy in addition to having quite a bit of money left over (the new laptop I need takes a large chunk of it). Sigh. At least I’m getting paid…