Trade
Ever have one of those realizations that when you think you have attained some balance in your life that one aspect of it goes out of whack just when you got everything else in order? Turns out that the work/job aspect of my life is going bonkers when it used to be a constant thing I never had to worry about, small annoyances aside.
The management has decided that I need to be on the sales side of things, mostly because the truck unloading side of things has basically died. We have three of us on truck duty now and that was cool back in the day when we had one truck a week with about twenty or so palettes of freight to unload and stock. Nowadays we get maybe three palettes a week. Yeah, no fun. So they're justifying my time being there by training me to sell stuff... or else! Not to mention I already caved in to the idea of cashiering but alas that does not satisfy the higher-ups either.
I only wanted this job because I thought it'd be mindless enough to coincide with my school life. And, truthfully, these past three years have been amazing work wise. These guys give me the time and the schedule I need, more or less, and everything has been hassle free until a couple of weeks ago when the heat got turned up on me. Of course in the real world, I presume that most people receive or are promised an increase in pay with increased responsibilities. Not the case in retail. Nothing one can do is never enough, especially once you begin the slippery slope of sales.
The point is I'll be gone eventually. The kicker is that I'd like to go on my own terms. So I've been scouring all sorts of "warehouse" jobs lately with my accumulated three years of experience. I've applied for three different openings, one of which is still with the retail company but at the local distribution center. Screw you sales! Mwahaha!
No interviews yet but there are at least jobs out there for me. I've never managed a clean break from a job before. It'd be nice to leap from one job to the next without the lengthy bouts of unemployment and I think I can pull it off despite the national situation as of late. Is it so much to ask for a truck un/loading job? Sheesh! At least I think I found my calling while I am still in school, just need some brainless grunt work that can classify as a physical workout so I get paid and ripped at the same time.
It was about time for this change anyways. I need to finish shedding the old skin. I want things in life that reflect my new attitude so I won't have an excuse to revert back to the old wicked ways. Granted, many things will never change about me but I am able to discern what needs to go and what needs to stay to better myself as I move along this road of self-improvement. Out with the old, in with the new as they say.
I'm still convinced 2010 is my year. Something epic will go down. Stay tuned.
The management has decided that I need to be on the sales side of things, mostly because the truck unloading side of things has basically died. We have three of us on truck duty now and that was cool back in the day when we had one truck a week with about twenty or so palettes of freight to unload and stock. Nowadays we get maybe three palettes a week. Yeah, no fun. So they're justifying my time being there by training me to sell stuff... or else! Not to mention I already caved in to the idea of cashiering but alas that does not satisfy the higher-ups either.
I only wanted this job because I thought it'd be mindless enough to coincide with my school life. And, truthfully, these past three years have been amazing work wise. These guys give me the time and the schedule I need, more or less, and everything has been hassle free until a couple of weeks ago when the heat got turned up on me. Of course in the real world, I presume that most people receive or are promised an increase in pay with increased responsibilities. Not the case in retail. Nothing one can do is never enough, especially once you begin the slippery slope of sales.
The point is I'll be gone eventually. The kicker is that I'd like to go on my own terms. So I've been scouring all sorts of "warehouse" jobs lately with my accumulated three years of experience. I've applied for three different openings, one of which is still with the retail company but at the local distribution center. Screw you sales! Mwahaha!
No interviews yet but there are at least jobs out there for me. I've never managed a clean break from a job before. It'd be nice to leap from one job to the next without the lengthy bouts of unemployment and I think I can pull it off despite the national situation as of late. Is it so much to ask for a truck un/loading job? Sheesh! At least I think I found my calling while I am still in school, just need some brainless grunt work that can classify as a physical workout so I get paid and ripped at the same time.
It was about time for this change anyways. I need to finish shedding the old skin. I want things in life that reflect my new attitude so I won't have an excuse to revert back to the old wicked ways. Granted, many things will never change about me but I am able to discern what needs to go and what needs to stay to better myself as I move along this road of self-improvement. Out with the old, in with the new as they say.
I'm still convinced 2010 is my year. Something epic will go down. Stay tuned.