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Adventures in Retail Hell

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and here’s how they get you…

My rental car is an ‘06 mustang, I own an ‘05 which is much nicer ;p, but still.

I have a huge burger and salad from Outback Steakhouse, which work paid for.

I was upgraded to a suite since I’m here for 10 days. I have a couch, a fridge, a microwave and even a kitchen sink.

I’m watching one a marathon of my favorite -still running- tv shows, “House” on a 42″ LG LCD.

Nights like this are when I forget to job hunt. Sometimes, relative to many, many people, my job isn’t so bad.

I can breath without wishing I didn’t need to and removing my arm no longer seems like a necessary and viable option.

Could be worse!

Adventures in Retail Hell, Life

Voices within

While I am not one to think that adjusting your 7th vertebrae will relieve cold symptoms, I do believe “as with in, so without.”

I’m sure I mangled the phrase but you get the idea.

I believe my body has been telling me to get out of retail for several years now, with progressively less and less subtlety. Migraines, chronic pains, and acid reflux so far.

I think I wrestled a kangaroo last night. Well, that is only incident that would explain how I’ve felt the last couple days. It isn’t even the usual suspects this time around.

Cognitive Dissonance , Discord, Disharmony, Internal Conflict. I just hate retail sales. I am reasonably good at it. I must be, I’ve always been a candidate for promotion, dispite my… personality.

I know what I should be doing, the only problem is it is highly inefficient. It consumes more resources than it produces. I’m considering teaching once again. I’m just not sure how to get there from here right now.

Well it is 8pm here. 12 hours ago I was getting off a plane. In 6 hours It will be 24 hours since I woke up, and I still have work to do. Dangit.

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screaming heebie-jeebies

Ok, this is my last Christmas in retail.

I hope.

Yes, it could be far, far worse. But I’d rather have dental work done.

I miss my niece. I miss Mythbusters, How its Made, and House. I miss my projects. I miss my DVD’s.

I want a hot bowl of Macaroni and Cheese, “Hackers” and a Dirty Venti Iced Chai.

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Home for the Holidays

Suddenly that song is rather depressing.

We are on a tight .. seasonal .. rotation on the store’s muzak. Oddly enough most of the songs are by Dino, Frank, or Bing Crosby.

I will in fact be home for the holidays, and not working for once. There will be a discussion tomorrow with Skippy* to determine when I will return to (far) west Texas. I think I’ve earned enough brownie points to buy me more than just a few days off.

I guess it follows that I never think as intensely about leaving DSW as when I am on some kind of assignment.

Right now most of the hits I am getting are for insurance sales. Sure, they are all talking about Senior something or other, still. I did get one hit for Bank Branch manager… but somehow I don’t think she read my resume.

Tired, and my allergies are not reacting to the desert at all well. Fortunately I expected that part. What I did not expect is I have lost all ground gained trying to beat my acid reflux. It’s the stress and the bad eating habits.

Ah well, half way there. Four more days and I am home, then it’ll be Christmas! :D

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well… fuck

“How soon can you pack?”

Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn… damn.

I fly out early… really early, Sunday morning. Out for 10 days, back on the 23rd. Back out again several days later.

El Paso … again.

So the Assistant Manager not fit to run a store is going to run a store for several weeks and train the management team until a new Store Manager can be located, hired, and trained.

Just when my zen was kicking in.

Damn it all.

Everything, Life, The Universe

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If you are uncomfortable with paradigms on faith that do not mesh with your own, then skip this post.

I believe in a higher power. Do I think its a big patriarchal figure with a beard and a robe (or Morgan Freeman for that matter) who sired someone to inspire faith and obedience.. well.. in a word, no. I believe in a kind of Karma and kind of balance.

So, plucking an anonymous child’s name from your religious organization’s tree, going to a store to find the one thing they want most, and behaving in a thoroughly vile, contemptuous, and odious manner, does not make you a good person.

I just have no use for people who do things essentially so that god will like them, things that if they do them, God will think they are good people.

You can’t commit one act of less than random kindness a year and call that faith. Do it because it feels right, do it because you know it’s right.

We make the world we live in. The world is what we make of it. Be the change you want to see in the world. People smarter and more eloquent than myself have said it often. All you need is love.

Adventures in Retail Hell

“well… you suck, and you are a gentleman and a scholar.”

Finally, tech support with a sense of humor.

I spent a good chunk of my morning on and off the phone with someone in tech support trying to sort out one of the store’s laser printers.  When an associate came to me complaining of the malfunctioning printer I ran through my usual troubleshooting. When I finally talked to “Mark” my end the conversation followed something like this;

“Tried that.” “Nope, no change.” “Sorry, that was the first thing I tried.” “Oh, hadn’t thought of that.” “No, it’s fine.”

I think Mark was getting a little frustrated at the apparent lack of progress, but I am usually a good natured person, so we were perfectly friendly.

“Sorry to bother you again, but I had an epiphany.”

“Ooh, I like those. Go ahead?”

“I talked to my colleague and …”

“Nope, sorry. We had a printer at another store that misbehaved and that trick usually sorted it out. It was the first thing I tried this morning and didn’t seem to have any effect.”

“Well… You suck, and you’re a gentleman and a scholar.”

I’ve broken software and hardware in so many ways, that I’ve become pretty adept at fixing things.  I know I am a thorn in the Help Desk’s side. I only call when it’s time to replace something.

I will say that since deciding I was done trying to impress Skippy* and would continue to be the best damn Assistant Manager anyone could ask for… at least until I found my golden parachute… I have been somewhat more at ease.

This commute is really getting old however.

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[whimper]

not pissed so much…

just really tired.

no end in sight and i’m not entirely convinced that i’ll ever see my mileage check.

no idea how long this will last.  i suspect at least a couple more weeks.  Such bullshit. definitely time to get out.

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can’t sleep.  still really pissed off.

Really not looking forward to the commuting. especially when you consider that i have to leave my mileage reimbursement requests in the hands of two of the most inept store managers.

I’ve already sent out several applications. ‘course it is a weekend so they’ll have to sit for a while.

Hell, I even bought a lottery ticket…

I won’t get to return to SA until they hire another specialist, an MM, and a new SM for Austin.  The SM will have to be the walk-on-water water to wine kind of chap to get Skippy’s* seal of approval.  Actually with him in mind it should probably be water into beer, but that isn’t nearly as lyrical.  This is going to take forever…

*names changed to protect the incompetent.

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