Top 10 Reasons Why Working Retail Can be the Absolute Worst (Guest Post)

I’ve been having some really crappy days at work (though I’m only there part-time) recently and these are almost all of the reasons why:

1. Customer is always right mentality has created VERY self-entitled people who treat retail workers like crap.
2. Being the front line means you get ALL the blame, even for when something corporate or higher are at fault.
3. You get shit pay for putting up with all this crap.
4. Teens/kids without parents. Especially when they are wild, uncontrolled, and nearly as self-entitled as the adults who think the customer is always right.
5. Managers will blame you for things beyond your control just as much as customers will.
6. Shit co-workers that do dick all, but if you (The one doing all the work) slack even a touch, you’re the one who gets shit.
7. Shit co-workers doing dick all so that you wind up doing everything becuase you actually have a work ethic
8. Very few places give you enough hours, and those that do have weird as hell hours that screw over your sleep schedule.
9. Changes to your schedule that happen without notice or finding out if you can actually make that new schedule. (Oh wait. I’m working today? Since when?)
10. The corporations have given minimum wage workers such a bad name that everyone disrespects the ones who do it for life (like my managers), or can’t get “better” work .

Can you think of anything to add to this list?

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Top Ten Things I’m Thankful For

I’ve been in a really ‘blah’ mood today and instead of writing something geared towards how I’m feeling I wanted to write about things I’m grateful for.

  1. Waking up to a brand new day.
  2. Having a car that gets me from point A to point B easily.
  3. Drinking tea, because it is soothing for the soul.
  4. Having food on the table.
  5. Having a job, even if I don’t want to be there half the time.
  6. Mom’s cooking.
  7. Having the access to internet.
  8. Running water.
  9. Owning skin care and makeup products (because sometimes looking good and having good skin days makes be feel really good).
  10. Having family and friends that genuinely care about how I’m feeling/doing.

A Woman’s Place

Dear Trapped in the 50’s,

I don’t remember your name, just that you were a misogynist straight out of one of those old 1950’s adds for “Better Home and Garden”. We were on our first date and got to talking, getting to know each other as new couples do. We covered all sorts of topics ranging from the future, work and school, to small talk. Just as I was starting to like you, you came swinging out of left field. “Women shouldn’t work.

Their place is in the home, cooking and taking care of the children.” I stared blankly at you, speechless and unsure of how to respond to such a thing. I took a moment to process this new information. So much of me wanted to yell at you, to explain to you how the world stopped following that archaic way of thinking decades ago. I wanted to call you sexist, misogynistic, insensitive. Instead I somehow managed to muster the strength not to. Instead, I calmly called you out on your bullshit and walked out on you.

By the way, the 1950’s called. Even they don’t want you back.

Sincerely,
That woman from the 21st century

What I like about Me

3 Personality Traits I am Proud Of

I am proud of who I am and what I have become in many ways, these are just a few.

Ambitious

  • Ever since I began university, I knew that I wanted to be a doctor. At first, I was set on going to medical school. But, science and math were not my strongest of subjects. That didn’t deter me from achieving my dreams though. I took a bunch of arts and social science courses and that was found my calling in English and Feminist studies.I realized I wanted to teach at a college or university level. I could still be a doctor, just not the medical kind. Between the long hours at work, the time spent in class, staying up to odd hours in the night, waking up early, breaking down crying once or twice a week for various reasons… Needless to say, I worked my ass off to be where I am today. I have applied to various schools and am an acceptance letter away from that ‘Dr.’ prefix. I’m ambitious because I work hard, dream big and aim to succeed.

Empathetic

  • Sometimes I think I care too much. Way more than I should anyway. No, I don’t care about what people think of me, I care about other people. I’ve always been a sensitive person growing up, I still am in many ways… just not as much as I used to be. Adulting gives you thicker skin I guess. Anyways, ever since I declared myself to be a feminist I’ve noticed that I have become more and more aware and understanding of the feelings of another. I sympathize with their pain and try to be as compassionate as possible.

Sassy

  • Do I really need to describe this? Seriously?

New Years Resolution [Reposted]

This ‘New Years Resolutions’ is just a ton of crap. Every year I make this unrealistic list of resolutions I expect myself to keep but never do. This year is different. This year, like last year, I’m not making resolutions that need to be completed in 365 days only to give up half way through. Instead, I’m making a list of things I want to get done in my life.

I want to update this list each year and  I want to add new ideas and remove the ones that I’ve completed.

Here it is:

  1. Go on More than one Road Trip
  2. Bungee Jumping
  3. Build a Blanket Fort
  4. Have a Picnic
  5. Do more yoga
  6. Wake up/go to Bed early.
  7. Go on a Hot Air Balloon Ride
  8. Learn to play poker like a champ
  9. Swim in a Pool at night filled with glow sticks
  10. Go ‘ghost hunting’ with friends
  11. Do something out of your comfort zone
  12. Ride a bike across the city
  13. Go hiking
  14. Go to a bonfire/build one
  15. Party in a forest
  16. Travel somewhere new
  17. Travel alone
  18. Try something new
  19. Write more
  20. Read more
  21. Learn something new and be good at it.
  22. Get a tattoo  (I did it!)
  23. Get my eyebrow/tongue pierced
  24. Try foods from different cuisines
  25. Geek out  (Some of my friends have gotten me into gaming)
  26. Watch classic movies
  27. Do more feminist-y things
  28. Hang out with the besties regularly
  29. Dye some of my hair an unnatural color
  30. Continue being the epic bad-ass Queen that I am.

 

Sad or Just Angry

#28: The last time I cried

This was a difficult post for me to write. I’m a very sensitive person so I cry about a lot of things. I’ve cried about shared stories, happy endings, and heartwarming tales; I once cried because of how cute a kitten was – and it wasn’t even mine. Heck, I’ve even cried for absolutely no reason. I was just sitting there and the tears started falling.

Yesterday was different though. I felt like I was on an emotional rollercoaster that had no end. I had to deal with people I didn’t like, drive around the city, for unnecessary things, and then help a friend with who was having some relationship problems. Talk about emotionally draining.

Said friend came over late in the evening and was asking for advice. They had me read a letter they were writing for someone they cared about and requested my opinion. It was tough to tell them what I really thought because I was never placed in a situation like theirs. I couldn’t tell them what to say or how to say it – then it wouldn’t be their feelings and emotions, it would be mine.  Mine don’t even make sense right now.

As they were leaving, I was reminded about where I was, what I was doing, and who I wanted to be. Despite everything good that is happening in my life, I feel like I still haven’t accomplished as much as I would have liked to accomplish. Imposter syndrome hits again.

I sat there being mad at myself, pissed off that I had done nothing but write my Research Project this summer. I was pissed that I didn’t get to go out as much and enjoy some time off. I was pissed that I didn’t get to go to the places I wanted to go because I was stuck writing my Research Project, I was pissed because… life has been shit and I haven’t had enough ‘me time’.

So I broke down and cried about it. I haven’t cried like this in a long time and to be honest, it felt so good once the tears stopped streaming. I felt like a giant load had been taken off my shoulders and I was just left alone with my thoughts.

I wanted to write this post yesterday, but I just wasn’t able to put my thoughts into words. I wasn’t able to focus on how I was feeling besides being angry and sad. I feel better today though, more free and clear headed.

I promised myself to do some more self care,
and that is exactly what I am going to do.