| Since Brian is plainly pining away for news of me... 
Not that much has been going on...I graduated...I've been working full time since then at Penney's, being shuffled around among the women's apparel departments...which is a nice enough job...nice fellow associates, nice managers...basically everyone's nice except the customers, and they're usually pretty okay too. Except for when they want things to cost less than they do. And when they leave piles and piles of clothes turned inside out in heaps on the floor of the fitting rooms. And when they painstakingly search out (or so I must assume) the one, single article of clothing on the floor that DOESN'T have a tag on it, and then bring it to you to check it out. And when they return items without a receipt and then complain about the company policy that items returned without a receipt are refunded in the form of a gift card. And when...but you get the idea.
My favorite are the invisible customers...when no one's gone into the fitting room for the last two hours, because you've been there, and you would have noticed someone, ESPECIALLY someone who was apparently carrying the entire department in with them, but when you go into the fitting room, there's clothes all over everywhere.  What do they do, take armfuls at a time, scatter them liberally over the floor, and then hide in there for a couple hours, and wait until you look away, to skitter out and around the corner before you notice them leaving?
Sometimes I think the store would run better without any customers at all. Only then, of course, we wouldn't have any money. And that would simply not work out for anyone. Certainly not for me, because I think it would result in a salary cut. But aside from that, the store would definitely run better without any customers at all.
And that's pretty much what's been going on with me. Customers, merchandise, customers, customers, merchandise, and then some more customers. Then one or two more customers, just for good measure. Oh, and fellow associates. I've made some friendly acquaintances...I've found it helps to make friends with the others in your department...then when you're slightly late coming back from your lunch break, they don't get Terribly Annoyed and complain to management. Unless you do it too often. But you're careful not to do that, so it works out.
And then sometimes I get to be the customer...there's a guy working at McAlister's Deli who professes to be in love with me. I'm not really sure what to say to that. But that's okay.
And this has gone on long enough...can you tell I'm tired?  |
