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Day 12: Bullet point your whole day

I’m going to bullet point yesterday because today is errand day and I slept a big chuck of the morning.

 

  • 3:00am – Get out of bed to let the dog out of the room, put the light on in the hallway and watch the dog run down the stairs and listen to hear if my dad greets her and will take her out (he goes to sleep super early he usually wakes up around 3:00am).  Did not hear him greet her so stumble down the stairs and  THEN he realizes the dog is staring at him and said he could take her out front.
  • 3:05am  Clean the dog’s paws then pit stop in the bathroom.
  • 3:15 am Praying to fall back asleep.
  • 4:45am Alarm to wake up for work  is blazing.
  • 4:45-5:10am Bathroom regime ( brush teeth, shower , etc).
  • 5:10-5:20am Make coffee.
  • 5:20-6:00am Getting ready process. I start with having a smoke. I sip coffee and check my messages and look up the weather. I look up directions and screen shot what i need for work for the day,today I was winging my workday so didnt really look up anything just bumped up some worksheets on pinterest to have for quick printing access if need be. Then lotion I up and deodorant up and get dressed. Pack my purse. Write a note for the hubby.  Then i sit and finish my cup of coffee and have another smoke and then give the hubby a goodbye kiss ( he is still sleeping) before i leave the room.
  • 6:00-6:15am. Fill up my water bottle and put it in the freezer. Put shoes on.  Picked out an outwear cardigan for the day.  Spent five minutes trying to get the dog out from under the table, had to trick her with a treat to get her to come out.
  • 6:15- 7:00 am  Dog went on an adventure, i was not happy. She pooped badly ( what the hell did she eat?!) and needed a butt bath.
  • 7:00- 7:10 am Gave dog a quick but bath and dried her up.
  • 7:10 -7:15am Ate a bowl of cereal
  • 7:15am-7:30am Brush my hair and brush my teeth again. Grab my water bottle out the freezer and get assembled to head out. Spray body spray. Say bye to the dog.
  • 7:3am-8:00am Commute to work.
  • 8:00-8:10am Buy morning gigantic coffee from Dunk Doughnuts then walk to the office.
  • 8:15-8:30am Morning prep for the work day. Put the coffee pot on. Spoke with co-workers and discussed plan for the day. Got supplies i needed for the day.
  • 8:30-8:40 Go outside to smoke before i clock in
  • 8:45 : Back in the office i start stepping up for group, make cups of coffee and put second pot to brew (attendance incentive if clients come to program early or at least on time they get a cup of coffee)
  • 9:00am-10:00am Ran a group.
  • 10:00am-10:15am Break time , went out for a smoke
  • 10:15am-10:25am Went to the bathroom and waited for my group to be finished using the facilities.
  • 10:25am- 11:30am Group went to a local park for a little while.
  • 11:30am-11:35am Try to figure out how to turn on the smart board.
  • 11:35am -1:00pm Finally got the smart board working so gave a lesson on interviews do’s and don’ts utilizing youtube videos. Held mock interviews until group was dismissed.
  • 1:00pm-1:10pm Smoke break
  • 1:10pm-2:15pm Paperwork/case notes.
  • 2:15pm-2:20pm Another smoke while talking to the hubby on the phone discussing meal agenda before heading to the train.
  • 2:20pm- 3:20pm Travel home, stopped at the atm and then at the pizza spot and got a pizza pie and then went home and almost dropped said pizza when the little doggie was attacking my shins trying to say hello to me.
  • 3:20pm-3:30pm Bathroom stop and I’m a little ocd I have to wash my hands up to my elbows and wash my face.
  • 3:30pm- 4:30pm Stuffed my face. Facebooked.  Smoked a cig. A little relaxing hang out with the hubby .
  • 4:30pm-5:00pm Feed the dog, walked her, cleaned out her water dish and put out fresh water and gave her “the talk” that I’m going out and she needs to be a good doggie and pet and hug her and gave her a treat for good measure.
  • 5:00pm- 5:30pm Freshened up and changed my outfit and fixed myself up a little.
  • 5:30pm-6:30pm Commute to times square where I was meeting a friend ( Dave and Busters).
  • 6:30pm-6:50pm Waited for  friend who was late.
  • 6:50pm-7:15pm Friend arrived and we waited for a table to eat.
  • 7:15pm-9:15pm Eating, Drinking, Talking.
  • 9:15pm-10:15pm Played in the arcade.
  • 10:15pm-11:00pm Sat at the bar having a last drink with friend.
  • 11;00pm-12:00am Friend and I commuted home( we take the same bus/train she just takes it further)
  • 12:oo am-12:10 am  Walked home from bus stop.
  • 12:10am-1:00am  Hubby and dog was waiting for me out front ( i texted when i got off the bus to let him know i was walking). Hugs and kisses all around. Bathroom and clean up ritual ( brush teeth, wash hands and face) and then made sure the dog was cleaned up. Grabbed a few water bottles from the fridge and the three of us went to our room for the night. Hubby and I  changed into pjs then had a smoke together and spoke about our days. We had some cuddles with the doggie and watched a comedy special until we all drifted off to sleep.

That was my day is bullet points.

writing , writing prompt , writing challengeDay 9 : If you could have any job in the world, what would it be?

 

And that’s the million dollar question. I haven’t quite figured it out what I want my dream career to be.

 

I did enjoy working retail. Not so much the crap pay, hours and crappy people. I did love though, being in charge of my department, maintaining inventory, pricing and visuals. It was my own little world. I was the expert. I love redoing whole fixtures,sizing, restocking and refolding shelves creating  master pieces of displays.  I even loved Black Friday, finding and tossing jeans piles at a time to customers in record time. 13414494_10206874252195095_514131368_n

I do love my current job, working in  a day service program with people with intellectual and developmental disabilities.  It’s rewarding and gratifying work. It’s heart warming and positive. Everyday, i make a difference and that’s a good feeling. It’s tons of fun at times. It’s stressful and a lot of pressure and often times so tiring when you come home from work you have no energy to do anything.

 

But as for life long careers? I’m not sure.

 

I do know, i like to be home. I like to clean. I like to cook. I like home projects. I love tending to the dog. I love to read. I love to write. Ideally, my dream job would give me the ability to work at home, hours of my choice. It would give me freedom and flexibility to volunteer in program like i currently work, animal shelters and green earth organizations.  I just want the financial security and the freedom to invest in things I love and have the ability to satisfy all my humanitarian interests.

Do you know what the job is ? I sure haven’t figured it out…

This is going to be a long diary like entry.

Since we last spoke, I was telling you all I did it. I took a chance and went out on interview. Then i up and disappeared, I left you all hanging.

Sorry about that. But life kind of took a spiral and things were out of control for a while. I felt like I was getting hit from all sides and honestly, I was overwhelmed.

I still am.

Let me break it down a little by little.

My Health.
If you didn’t already know, I can get sick when a sick person just looks at me. My immune systems sucks.  Here in the states, I had health insurance under my mother until the age of 26. In June i turned 26 but the health insurance said they could keep me until the end of the year. January. So, with the new health care system I had  to sign up for health insurance but there was a time limit. The problem , I work retail. I work swing shifts and crap hours.  I tried to do it online and over the phone but for some reason my middle name is messing up confirming my identity and they needed to do it person.  Yeah, I’m still confused about that. But, my days off are always so hectic as is and it was hard to find the time to go to one of these offices. I just didn’t have the chance or energy.

So, i have no health insurance right now.

And then, I got sick. I was sick for three weeks. I’m pretty sure it was bronchitis. I’ve had bronchitis twice a year since I was 14. I only went un-medicated during bronchitis three or four times. This time, i had no choice. So i would drug myself with cough medicine and go to work and come home and take a shot of nyquil and sleep. For two weeks, on my days off, I literally slept through the whole thing. I literally thought to myself “this is it, this is how i go out”.

But then one morning , three weeks later ,i woke up and i didn’t almost cough up an organ.

But i also had an injury. I think from both just lack of rest and working standing on my feet wearing boots ( it’s been snowing alot here and icy so boots are the only thing you can wear if you don’t want to break your neck walking). My foot was killing me. It was swollen and hurt to stand  on it.  But, i couldn’t afford not to work and or miss appointment so i just wrapped it up and  journeyed on. It’s finally feeling better because I got a chance to rest it today.

My Job
My retail job has been causing SO much stress and anger. I feel so under appreciated and taken advantaged of. Because .  I do enjoy and I’ll say even love certain aspects about working in my store. I love my area. I love my Levis jeans. I love being in charge of the merchandise. I’m my own worst critique. I manage and maintain the selling floor to a higher core standards than they even desire. I work hard to keep order and presentation of my area. I genuinely care about a person coming in to my shop and getting the pair of jeans they love. I’ll go above and beyond to make sure you get the size, fit and color you are looking for.

The frustrating part is being promised one thing and given another. My hours are not supposed to be cut under 25. It was part of my promotion when my area was still an official stand alone department.  But, i was cut. But my work expectancy was not cut. I’m supposed to sell and produce the same numbers and the floor is supposed to look and be the same way with 18 hours a week?

You know what though? I still bust my ass because I have pride in my work and pride in my area. I do more than i should because I care. I do it for me too because I’m the one left  in the area and I cannot work in chaos. So either i bust my ass and try to maintain order or suffer through trying to work through chaos.

And they took my day shifts. They put me on for closing shifts. So now, I don’t have the time to efficiently work on my stock and I’m expected to help close out the neighboring area and even the rest of the floor.  But whats worst about the closing shifts, now my area is unattended all day so I always walk into a huge mess.

Not only that, it’s the treatment of all the employees. Alot of favoritism and preferential treatment to alot of employees… for no apparent reason. Honestly? Every shift i work, i work twice as hard as some of my co-workers.

Let me remind you folks, it’s the slow season for retail. I watch other employees take extended breaks, stand in one spot for twenty minutes , fold the same shirt for ten minutes. And you’re telling me they deserve to have their schedule adjusted for the better hours, more hours?

Here’s the one that pushes me over.

I have a fitting room. It’s the most active fitting room on the floor. I have to stay on top of it throughout my whole shift because people steal. Yes, they steal. Everyday. I try my hardest to help security by keeping it clean and calling them when i find something. I have to communicate almost daily with security over something happening in the fitting room.  But remember I’m part time and for almost a month I was working only 20 hour work weeks, closing shifts.  So that’s all day an unattended fitting because god forbid someone lift a finger to clean out the fitting room.

I get so angry and frustrated but more-so at myself. Why do i care if management doesn’t care? I get so angry that i get upset over these things. I hate that i waste the energy and emotions on this. But, i do. I try and try to turn it off but i just can’t.

The Hubby
He’s been struggling every way there is to struggle. We have been through hell the past few months with his disability. With doctors. His health isn’t great. He’s currently getting worked over having every test in the book done. We walked in for one appointment and left the office with six. We have been running around going to get this test and that test done. We have been up to our elbows in paperwork. Things are finally starting to settle with all of this. Tomorrow we go for another test. Then i just have to schedule a MRI and two xrays. And maybe finally we can have some resolution and answers to why he feels like he has arthritis, to why he is sick all the time. It’s been hard these past months, if i’m working I’m constantly worried about him. If i’m not working we’re most likely running to an appointment.

The New Job
My last real update, i told ya’ll I went to an interview.  I was called back two weeks later for a group interview. I was called back to spend a day at one of their centers to shadow for the day to see how I interact with their clients. It’s a program for adults with disabilities. Specifically, helping them with life skills and training so they can work.   It’s a great company.  It’s been months since i first went to the interview. Since then I have filled out 4 different applications. I had to provide various references both professional for my job experience then separately i needed to acquire three references to take an online survey about me. I needed to get fingerprinted. I need to get a medical exam and have a skin test done to make sure I don’t have TB.

Finally last week, I was cleared. I passed everything. I received an official “you’re hired”, I’ve been waiting all week for my handler to contact me with a start date. It’s a little tricky of when I can start because basically I will shadow a person for a couple of weeks so they need to make arrangements for that plus little things like syncing up a start date with their pay cycle. But i expect in a week or two i can start.

I’m so freaking excited!! You have no  idea how much i adore this company and this job. I haven’t even started yet but I’m thrilled. I had half a mind to put in my two weeks at my retail job. But, because of my life circumstance, I have to do the responsible thing. I’m going to work two jobs for awhile. I’m going to adjust my schedule at my retail job around this job ( which is a 8-4 9-5) type of job for the position I’m going to be starting as.  It is a part time position however which is another reason why i should keep the retail job for now.  But honestly,  I will take an hours cut at the retail job and definitely leave altogether when I’m firmly implanted in this new job.  I definitely don’t want to work retail for another seasonal so I have about 5 months left to get things squared away.

I’m nervous and scared and worried. But I’m happy. I feel like finally something good is happening.

The best part? I learned about this program because I met some of their employees and clients at my retail job. My job hires in a few individuals with special needs every year and this year it was through this organization. I clicked with both the employees and clients right away. The clients, from the first week i took them under my wing and they were my kids. The whole store knows them as my kids. They are my pride and it’s such a joy seeing them prosper and grow and come out of their shell.  The job coaches and the clients…they appreciate me. They help me. They teach me things, I teach them things. We help each other. We support each other. They are amazing people and they are thrilled to even see me and I them. It’s a great feeling to be appreciated. I haven’t felt that at my retail job in a long time.

Conclusion
Things have been crazy and hectic. I really should have used wordpress to help me through. I already feel a little better writing this all out and getting some things off my chest. But, sometimes when life spirals we get lost in the spiral. I was spiraling and i just didn’t have the energy or desire. Things are slowly working out. I didn’t have a day off for two weeks( i was off work but with appointments and such I always had somewhere I needed to be) and I was so close to that breaking point. But Wednesday I was off . I only went outside and went to the supermarket to pick up a few things. Today, i called out of work ( snow storm) and tomorrow I am off.  We have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow but it’s late afternoon so  I have time to have a slow start. It’s a nice mini break which i needed. I feel better after having quality time with the hubby and getting some much-needed sleep. (I seemed to have developed a sleeping problem too. I even cut out coffee but that didn’t help with the sleep problem. )

Overall folks, it’s easy to get lost and worked up. I need to remember to not stress the little things.  That’s the goal. Stress  less and be happier.

It went well

Posted: January 15, 2015 in Uncategorized
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So I did it. I braved the fierce winter storm and journied two hours in the early hours of the morning. I arrived at a massive building and as the snow melted off my jacket and my limbs thawed out I felt so elated. I did it.

I went to the interview.  It went amazingly.  I just feel so happy and proud of myself. Just for going. For making the effort.

^ I wrote that last week and never published it.

I was called backed for a second interview which I had yesterday.  I don’t even have the words to express how much I enjoyed it. Interview aside, I made memories that will last me forever.

This second interview was a day long event. I arrived at the center( center for disabled adults, mostly mentally challenged) and was paired with a employee and her group. We stayed in and worked on self advocacy worksheets so I worked one on one mentoring style with several people. Afterwards we went outside and did some recycling.  Honestly I cant remember the last time I had so much fun.

I forgot it was an interview.

When we returned from outside we had another interview, four of us in a group which I felt went really well.

Its a really long interview process. I’m up to the background check and fingerprinting and they want atleast four references. So, that’s where I’m at with this process. If fingerprinting and background check is cleared then they decide on the individuals they want to hire.

Ya’ll,  I really loved it. I know this job will have its challenges.  It wont always be easy. But, just from the four hours I spent there I really connected with the people and felt thrilled, like I was doing something that mattered. I’m still in a good mood from yesterday.

I don’t know if I will get the job. All I know is I loved it. 

My store is already in full blown Christmas mode.

It seemed we went from slow to fast overnight.

Work has not been fun folks. It’s been busy and understaffed and we aren’t getting much seasonal help.  My store has posted sign up sheets for Thanksgiving and Black Friday and my department are avoiding it like the plague. You see last year Levis was a standalone department and the shifts were broken up between 8 people with 4 seasonal fillers so it was 2-3 people at all times. It’s four of us now. Yeah, you do the math. We open 5pm ( shift starts at 4pm) Thanksgiving day and stay open until 10pm Black Friday. We all know we have to work a 10plus hour shift but we are not exactly going to volunteer for this, basically signing up to work alone. It’s inevitable. But still.

And I caught the flu.

Fun Fun
Black Friday, Retail, Shopping

 

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I had to work today , but i really wanted to stay home and play this drinking game

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But, alas, I was working. In my commute to and from work all i saw was 4 Elsa’s.

Eh, maybe I’ll toss back the four shots anyways, even though I work early morning because:

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Your teacher lied to you.

This post goes out to all the young ones. The ones in transition from being a young person to an adult. Or transitioning from school to the work force.

Don’t get me wrong. I love teachers. I’m still good friends with several teachers from my educational career. I love teachers and what they do to nature our minds and spirits.

But, they also lied about several things.  Here are two of my biggies.

1) Math

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Oh how i hated math growing up. My math teacher always insisted we would use math skills in our future careers.  Besides the basic rudimentary addition and subtraction, sometimes division and sometimes percentages , in everyday real world life you will never use these math skills. Of course these are exempt for mathematical fields and scientific fields like engineering, architectural design or duh accounting fields. But if you are an everyday joe or jane working a cubicle job or retail job or a sales or customer service job… yeah you will never need nor use the math we learned and spent countless hours stressing over. I have yet to use quadratic equations or had to solve for x  for anything in my life. So yeah pass your class but if your passion isn’t a field specifying  an emphasis on mathematics, then don’t kill yourself. Half of whats in your math textbook you will never see again.

2) There is no such thing as a stupid question.

I remember each and every teacher I had opened their first day of class with that sentiment. I’m here to tell you that they are wrong and yes there is. There are far to many stupid questions. Folks, I work retail. I can assure you there are stupid questions. One thing teachers got right was to think before you speak. So please, if you have a question think before you ask it. Try to use your common sense. If you don’t yes everyone will judge you for asking a stupid question.

I’m sure there are more things schools taught us that were useless lies. But I’ll leave you with these two big pet peeves of mine.

How about your experience? What would you put on your list of things school lied about?

Frozen , Adult Version Parody

Sometimes in life things just pile up. For a while now, a long while now… I’ve been in the denial/ ignorance is bliss mindset. Out of sight, out of mind. I’ve let things pile up and up and up.

You see, when I was 22 and shit first hit the fan with my dad getting sick and becoming his primary care taker and not continuing on with school to stay home and help out… I was thrust into the adult role. I was the calm rational one. Shortly after the hubby fell ill with his Brain Cancer. And it’s been a ping pong back and forth and back and forth.

But you know what, it was always immediate action. It’s like the forms you fill out at the doctor’s office or on a job application. Just a check off a little box if it applies. That’s what it was like running the household and being a caretaker, everything was immediate and instant. Someone was sick. Get them help. Have a symptom, get it treated. Keep them alive, right now. Set up appointments/treatments, get them there.  Check Check Check. Everything was clear and concise.

It was all very precise in a weird way.

When i started working, it was out of desperation. I needed some money to buy basic everyday things. With my dad medically retiring and my hubby out on disability there wasn’t much money coming in. And my dad and hubby were well enough to be able to not die for a several hours while I was away at work.

So that was me, the calm and rational one. I got things done. I took care of everyone and everything.

I realized i had no end game. I had no plan. And I’ve let myself become stuck in the everyday continuous monotony of life.

I’m no longer calm and rational.

And I realized it’s because i don’t have the immediate intensity pressuring me anymore. Sure, alot is still on my shoulders. I still take care of my dad and my hubby. But, there are no longer ( knocks on wood , don’t want to jinx anything) in immediate danger of dying.

So we reached the long-term state of things and I haven’t the slightest fucking clue of what to do. For them. For myself.

And my job. My lovely fucking job. Maybe it was the people, or maybe it’s just I’m so caring. No really, not sarcastic. I care. It’s my greatest flaw. I care about those fucks in that store even though I don’t want too. And being in my own “department” it invoked this sense of pride and territorial possessiveness. But all of that, I was content. I liked my job.

I fell complacent in that role.

But recently, hours cuts, favoritism running rampant in the store and just bullshit politics I’ve had enough.

So my bubble of bliss and ignorance burst.
And I said

FUCK IT all, like the song says.

 

I actually called out of work one day. Me. Never late, never missed a day. I called out. With the hubby and his insurance issues and his health and the government trying to turn of his disability… I hate to walk into that store and have petty work politics stressing me out. It all just resonated within me and finally my bubble of bliss burst.

The last connection I hate to that store has been severed.

I let it go. The emotional connection I used to have. It’s gone.

It’s all gone.

 

I let it go.

Now, I’m left with this emptiness, this uncertainty of what the fuck am I doing with my life. What do i want to do. What will make me happy?

I have no clue.

But I’m no longer being complacent about it. I’m not walking around in a bubble anymore.

I now opened up opportunities for myself t be proactive.

We only get one life. We have to make it matter.

SO.

Fuck it all.

Be happy.

Oops, I disappeared again.

I have been peeking in and out of WordPress browsing through my reader, but I’m terribly behind on everyone’s posts.

I hope everyone has been well.

It’s back to school season so I’ve been busy at work. I have been getting extra hours which is nice but I’m not really seeing any of the extra money. I’m finally buying things I needed like new work clothes /work pants. Next paycheck I’m aiming for a new phone. I have had my phone for over five years and it doesn’t even make regular phones calls. I have a family plan with my mother and she does not want to extend the contract so I have been stuck with my phone for years. So, I’m planning on finally getting my own contract and upgrade my phone. It’s taking me so long to do this because I have had my phone number since I was 14. True, i don’t call/text that many people but I’m attached to my phone number. Going to the a new carrier that i can afford to pay on my own and they don’t buy out numbers. So I will have to get a new number all together. But, it’s time. So my next pay check hopefully i get that out of the way.

Otherwise, life has been the same. Same stuff, different day. I have been spending time with the hubby when not at work. Football season is upon us so we decided to compromise and spend as much time doing things together before football takes over. SO i haven’t been on the computer much or reading much. But, that’s okay. Working extra has been tiring and it’s great to come home and spend quality time with my boo.

And can i just say True Blood is almost over?!! What!!! I was okay when the book series was over because I had the show to fall back on. But now, with the series coming to an end too, I just don’t know what to do with myself! It’s Harry Potter all over again.  I’ve been a fan of the books for years and have followed the TV series since it began and now … sigh. I guess I’ll just have to be “true to the end” .

 

I haven’t a clue of what to post. So, fair warning, this is a random post.

So, work has been heating up. My department, is technically no longer a department. However, 3 of the original team remains and we run and maintain it like a department. This means, there is one person at a time in Levi’s.  It sounds like it’s efficient right? Well, hardly. Two of us are doing the work a 8 person team could barely maintain. ( One person works closing so there is no real work getting done, just orderliness which is a big thing, not to be degraded)  Any day, at any given time, you can find me trying to redo a section, fill in, restock, size, re fold, fix the floor plan, manage the back stock/stock room. Alongside maintaining the fitting room, emptying it out, putting away the clothing customers leave tossed all over the floor. But, customers first. I greet and assist every customer.  It doesn’t end there. I help the neighboring section and have to help line bust/cashier and I have to help cover their lunches and breaks. Yet, when I go on lunch or break or cover for them my area is unattended and it makes for a bigger mess and more hassle when I return. Most days I dread to even take a lunch  break.  Majority of the store also has their own replenishment team. That team takes the stock out of the stock room, off the trucks, and puts it out on the floor. They don’t do that for Levi’s. I do it of course.

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So just combine all of that together and that is my work day. It’s alot of work and I”m always running around like a chicken with its head cut off while the rest of the store are walking around all la de fucking da folding the same shirt for ten minutes.

Plus, the store is getting pretty busy with the holidays ( mothers day and fathers day and summer shopping). Kids are almost done with school and going on summer break. So that’s an added stress. Some school kids tagged up my fitting room. In big bright red spray paint.

Most days, I don’t mind. I love my department that isn’t really a department anymore. I love that Levi’s jean is MY area. When things are good, I can tell you where that one jean, the last size left, is and retrieve it for you in under 30 seconds. When i get new markdowns, i often don’t even need the invoice i can just lap the floor and grab the items on the list and price them. I love being in charge of everything and I love people come to me for everything. I love the independence and I love the compliments. I even love my regular customers, even the wacky ones.

I get a customer that comes in ever two months or so. He likes to buy 501 , any color, any size.  The catch? They cannot be made in Egypt or any middle eastern country. Why? Because he’s from there and he sells them for double, triple the price.

How do you tell where they are made? The little white tag inside the jeans. Yeah, I was not sitting there emptying my shelves reading little tags for this guy in the middle of a work day. Sometimes when I get a new shipment, tags are often sticking out when fresh off the truck so i skim through them and if i notice the country of origin is different I may place it aside and keep a special pile in the back stock of the shelves. But, that doesn’t last long, piles get messed up daily

I get a lady that wants black 501 jeans size 38 waist and 36 length. But she wants it with a black Levi’s logo leather patch ( opposed to the regular tan color).  Levi’s typically only have the black patch when its a special edition or if there are two similar models for the same style. I cannot custom make the jeans.

I got a new visual display. Some random model in a decked out in Levis gear, a demin jacket and distressed jeans. I noticed the picture display right away and immediately complained. We do not sell those items in the picture and I knew customers would ask me for those  items.  Not much we can do about it though so I was left with customers whining for those items all day.

Overall, work is very fulfilling for me. Everyday is an adventure. I like being relied upon and looked to for assistance and help.

Because of the whole Levi’s not being a department debacle I work almost exclusively morning/opening shifts. I work one day, not quite  a closing shift, a late mid shift where I get out at 8 or 830 or so.

They just need to have me there to get the work done. I did get an increase in hours, bout 30 hours a week. My supervisor is trying to push for me to be full time.

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Alot of working retail is simply politics and poor management. My store, specifically, has people that work there for years and years. However, the word work is used liberally. So many people put in limited availability and the store honors it.  The store needs to clean house. If you are not pulling your weight , it’s not fair to others. I would say a good 70% of the store bullshit most of of their shift and the rest of the 30% work twice, three times as hard. You have so many people that work there and no one when you need them most. Some mornings I open, its literally one person per quad. That’s three people. Then at closing you have 6 or 7 people for each quad? It makes no damn sense.  For fucks sake, on fathers day? I had to ask to work. Why in the world would i, an associate in the men’s department, have to ASK to work for fathers day?  That is a day where every associate you have should be scheduled to work and to work extra. They didn’t even schedule a MEN’S supervisor for the closing shift. If that’s not whacked, I don’t know what is.

Anywho, that’s my ramble. Oh and some stroke of luck. My mother haggled her insurance and they said they can keep me on until the end of the billing cycle which is January! So, I have health insurance for now. I’m free to be sick. Yay!