No more games to play…

I usually take my blogs to an outside HTML editor to get them looking proper, but this is one of those nights where I just don’t want to fuss.


Before I begin, let me just say that I’m not trying to rag on my coworkers, my supervisor, even my company. This is more me saying, “This is how life is; no antagonizing intended.”

 

Things were slow toward the end of the night and I had a magazine in my hand. I wasn’t really thinking about what I was doing with it, but my coworker, J, said, “If you want to keep your job, don’t let them see you reading magazines.” So that got me thinking, and I came up with quite a few things.

1. I wasn’t reading, I was flipping through. Not that it ever matters when it comes down to someone scolding you/writing you up/whatever. Honestly, I was just trying to catch a piece of that eye candy, Sam Claflin, and wondering why we didn’t have it displayed better. (It was the People special, buried behind the posterbook that Us put out.)

2. If you’re watching me do something wrong, chances are good that the cameras have already caught it. I don’t know where all the cameras are in there, but it seems like I’ve seen them pointed at the registers while I’m in the managers’ office. And I’ve only worked one place where there were cameras but they didn’t record. (Hell, I worked somewhere once where they threatened to fire me because they saw me checking a screen I didn’t know I wasn’t supposed to on the clocking/info computer.) (Of course, the manager who left the computer in management mode didn’t go to bat for me, so that didn’t help, either.)

3. I wouldn’t be doing anything out of the ordinary if I hadn’t been given such a rotten shift. I’m sure they put two cashiers on because they thought there would be a bigger run on that 4-9p sale; but when it’s slow enough that the manager in charge says “I might send you home early”, s/he should send you home early, not leave you practically begging your coworkers for more tasks. (This was the first night I was allowed to do recovery, but even then, there was hardly anything left to put up by 7p!)

4. If I “want” to keep my job? Who are you kidding?! I’ve had at least four seasonal jobs in the last nine years. (I’m not counting the one I walked out on last year.) Only one company kept me and things slowed down so badly in my department, I ended up wishing they hadn’t! (It was lucky they basically forced me out of a job after six weeks…I don’t know how much longer I would’ve lasted, otherwise.) I’ve worked maybe eight shifts since I was hired (it would be nine, but I took a mental health day last week after going through hell) and I’ve already gotten two orange cards*. There are at least two other people who were hired for seasonal and most companies only have one spot to give out. If you were making the decision, who would you keep: the cashier who keeps getting carded or one of the other associates who has proven to be a real asset?

Four and a half would be that I’m going to try again to apply for disability, so even if I’m kept on, there’s no guarantee how long I’ll stay. (I remember that the feds usually take a few months to give you an answer, but just the same…)

 

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*They say “see the manager” and they slip one behind your timecard when you’ve earned a scold sheet. Mine are always for checks, which people rarely use, but still…

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