Apr 13, 2007 20:21
Yesterday, my bossman, for whom i have trmendous respect, loaned me his keys to get something out of the bank room. I'm just a cashier, i'm not supposed to go in there. it made me feel really proud that he trusted me like that, even if it was trivial.
This morning, another bossman needed my help. a guest showed up @ 5:30 this morning to do return (the returns desk doesn't open till 8), and the manager hasn't learned how to do that yet. He couldn't stick around for me to teach him, but I knew what to do. i know other staff that don't know how to do that either, and felt really good that I had the littlesituation under control.
go me.