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For any and all latecomers or those who didn't see my announcement, this is lintwhite and I have obviously moved journals. You can't see it because it's the Internet but I'm waving ♥
All right, so, I'm not sure if I mentioned it on lintwhite or if I've only mentioned it on Plurk but I got a job at Target. I went for the interview last week and after going through orientation on Tuesday, I had a schedule and a department to work in - softlines, which is the clothing and shoes area, plus the baby items. I won't go through all the details of Wednesday but it was actually a pretty good day? I trained on the cash register for most of the day, which is fairly straightforward and somewhat easier to use than the ones at Family Dollar.
The only thing I don't like is that my sales are timed - I have to get a score of about 73-80% to be considered efficient and I can only have one person waiting in my line. I also have to push the credit and debit cards the store offers, which is something I'm not used to because WHAT IF SOMEONE ACTUALLY WANTS ONE WHAT DO I EVEN DO. But most people have said no and I only ask when I'm prompted because the thought of asking everyone intimidates the hell out of me. Plus, it would slow down the line if I'm preaching the benefits of the card (5% discount, blah blah blah). Trust me, I got a lady who almost signed up for one and it took forever to convince her to and then she backed out because she had to enter in her social security number. Oh and another thing I don't like: customers aren't customers, they're guests.
Then yesterday, I trained mostly on the sales floor - putting back clothes, putting out new merchandise, getting brief overviews of the stock room and the fitting room and suchlike. It's also pretty straightforward except I have no idea how to print signs even though I was fairly sure I knew how to yesterday. Such is information overload, I guess. The women's clothing section (called "ready to wear", for some reason) is HUGE AND CONFUSING and it took me ages to find everything. I spent hours putting back jeans and sweaters and hating all the people who shop there. PUT THINGS BACK. STOP PUTTING THINGS IN STRANGE PLACES. Also, did you know they sell adult-size footy pajamas? I discovered this monstrosity in the jeans section while I was zoning. I screamed a little.
Then about two hours to quitting, one of my feet started hurting so bad that I couldn't put any pressure on it and I had to use the racks to move around. Then my hips hurt and then my entire back and now I can't move my feet or actually walk that well today. I don't know how that's going to affect my performance at work, since at Family Dollar, around the time I quit, I was in this condition - I don't think it's going to "get better" - my only real option is to borrow Meg's rocker bottom shoes and see if that helps. I only hope it doesn't get significantly worse because I have months left to go before I'm either let go after the holidays or I go back to school. But I don't want to quit because I desperately need the money and also I like the atmosphere of the store, even though everyone acts like they've been brainwashed and chirp at me "FAST FUN FRIENDLY" at every given moment.
Shamefully, I'm now a Target convert: I went to Wal-Mart before work to get a sandwich, since it was 7:20 AM and my shift didn't started until 8:00, and the difference was startling. I feel like I'm turning into one of those people but man, I'm telling you, everyone was so unprofessional and slow. I'M SORRY I'M BEING JUDGE-Y but I did that when I worked at Family Dollar and I went to other stores and there was merchandise on the floor and no one was greeting the customers at the door. Or maybe it's because I'm slowly becoming retail brainwashed, who knows. Soon I'm going to be one of those "FAST FUN FRIENDLY :DDDDDDD" types. Just watch, it'll happen.
So I get paid on Friday and I'm not entirely sure how much. The team trainer Liz explained to me that the pay period was ending soon but what I earned next week would show up on my check? I don't know how that works but all right. It's $7.50 an hour, which isn't bad, and by next Friday I'll have worked nearly 50 hours so I'm hoping for at least over $100. Yes, I am pretty sure that's a given but you know me. I'm expecting to get like...$70 or something. But I'll take anything at this point because we're all so goddamn poor I can't stand it - I don't even know how I'm getting to work tomorrow because we have money in the negative digits. I guess we'll borrow some money from my grandmother or something :| DON'T MIND ME, I'M JUST HATING EVERYONE WHO IS MIDDLE CLASS AND BEING AN ASSHOLE.
Anyway. I went with Kathleen, Raina, and Meg last night to see The Lion King in 3D. Kathleen paid because Meg and I are poor and she is a goddess who I will worship forever. I ended up crying for most of the movie. Seriously. I watched this movie over 100 times easily as a child and I know every single line and I cried for the first time ever. Like...imagine any tender moment in the film and moment with sweeping music and I cried during it. Even the part with Simba's trip-out when he sees Mufasa in the clouds. I am so glad for my 3D glasses. I wanted to wear them out so no one would see my smudged eyeliner but I ended up recycling them and LOLing with everyone over me crying at everything. And the 3D was cool - sometimes 3D is really lame but it worked well here. But now I want to watch the shitty sequels. This is probably a bad idea.
SO YEAH I HAD A GOOD TIME. We made awful jokes on the way home and I laughed so hard that I got heartburn and a sore throat. I love these crazy kids ;____; Seriously, I love them so much. ♥
TL;DR I have a job and I cried at The Lion King. Great, now, no one is going to click the LJ cut.
All right, so, I'm not sure if I mentioned it on lintwhite or if I've only mentioned it on Plurk but I got a job at Target. I went for the interview last week and after going through orientation on Tuesday, I had a schedule and a department to work in - softlines, which is the clothing and shoes area, plus the baby items. I won't go through all the details of Wednesday but it was actually a pretty good day? I trained on the cash register for most of the day, which is fairly straightforward and somewhat easier to use than the ones at Family Dollar.
The only thing I don't like is that my sales are timed - I have to get a score of about 73-80% to be considered efficient and I can only have one person waiting in my line. I also have to push the credit and debit cards the store offers, which is something I'm not used to because WHAT IF SOMEONE ACTUALLY WANTS ONE WHAT DO I EVEN DO. But most people have said no and I only ask when I'm prompted because the thought of asking everyone intimidates the hell out of me. Plus, it would slow down the line if I'm preaching the benefits of the card (5% discount, blah blah blah). Trust me, I got a lady who almost signed up for one and it took forever to convince her to and then she backed out because she had to enter in her social security number. Oh and another thing I don't like: customers aren't customers, they're guests.
Then yesterday, I trained mostly on the sales floor - putting back clothes, putting out new merchandise, getting brief overviews of the stock room and the fitting room and suchlike. It's also pretty straightforward except I have no idea how to print signs even though I was fairly sure I knew how to yesterday. Such is information overload, I guess. The women's clothing section (called "ready to wear", for some reason) is HUGE AND CONFUSING and it took me ages to find everything. I spent hours putting back jeans and sweaters and hating all the people who shop there. PUT THINGS BACK. STOP PUTTING THINGS IN STRANGE PLACES. Also, did you know they sell adult-size footy pajamas? I discovered this monstrosity in the jeans section while I was zoning. I screamed a little.
Then about two hours to quitting, one of my feet started hurting so bad that I couldn't put any pressure on it and I had to use the racks to move around. Then my hips hurt and then my entire back and now I can't move my feet or actually walk that well today. I don't know how that's going to affect my performance at work, since at Family Dollar, around the time I quit, I was in this condition - I don't think it's going to "get better" - my only real option is to borrow Meg's rocker bottom shoes and see if that helps. I only hope it doesn't get significantly worse because I have months left to go before I'm either let go after the holidays or I go back to school. But I don't want to quit because I desperately need the money and also I like the atmosphere of the store, even though everyone acts like they've been brainwashed and chirp at me "FAST FUN FRIENDLY" at every given moment.
Shamefully, I'm now a Target convert: I went to Wal-Mart before work to get a sandwich, since it was 7:20 AM and my shift didn't started until 8:00, and the difference was startling. I feel like I'm turning into one of those people but man, I'm telling you, everyone was so unprofessional and slow. I'M SORRY I'M BEING JUDGE-Y but I did that when I worked at Family Dollar and I went to other stores and there was merchandise on the floor and no one was greeting the customers at the door. Or maybe it's because I'm slowly becoming retail brainwashed, who knows. Soon I'm going to be one of those "FAST FUN FRIENDLY :DDDDDDD" types. Just watch, it'll happen.
So I get paid on Friday and I'm not entirely sure how much. The team trainer Liz explained to me that the pay period was ending soon but what I earned next week would show up on my check? I don't know how that works but all right. It's $7.50 an hour, which isn't bad, and by next Friday I'll have worked nearly 50 hours so I'm hoping for at least over $100. Yes, I am pretty sure that's a given but you know me. I'm expecting to get like...$70 or something. But I'll take anything at this point because we're all so goddamn poor I can't stand it - I don't even know how I'm getting to work tomorrow because we have money in the negative digits. I guess we'll borrow some money from my grandmother or something :| DON'T MIND ME, I'M JUST HATING EVERYONE WHO IS MIDDLE CLASS AND BEING AN ASSHOLE.
Anyway. I went with Kathleen, Raina, and Meg last night to see The Lion King in 3D. Kathleen paid because Meg and I are poor and she is a goddess who I will worship forever. I ended up crying for most of the movie. Seriously. I watched this movie over 100 times easily as a child and I know every single line and I cried for the first time ever. Like...imagine any tender moment in the film and moment with sweeping music and I cried during it. Even the part with Simba's trip-out when he sees Mufasa in the clouds. I am so glad for my 3D glasses. I wanted to wear them out so no one would see my smudged eyeliner but I ended up recycling them and LOLing with everyone over me crying at everything. And the 3D was cool - sometimes 3D is really lame but it worked well here. But now I want to watch the shitty sequels. This is probably a bad idea.
SO YEAH I HAD A GOOD TIME. We made awful jokes on the way home and I laughed so hard that I got heartburn and a sore throat. I love these crazy kids ;____; Seriously, I love them so much. ♥
TL;DR I have a job and I cried at The Lion King. Great, now, no one is going to click the LJ cut.