Wednesday, May 27, 2009
i was working on my fitness at the local 24 here in provo the other day. i was on one of the many stairclimbers and caught a "wiff" of something malodorous. i knew it wasnt me so i looked around for a guilty looking person working out near me. no one looked guilty. this stench lingered for at least a minute. it was brutal. i have a hard enough time with the altitude. and now i have to deal with someone else's disgusting habit of crop dusting in public. please consider others that are near you when you are flirting with the idea of breaking wind.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
as i have stated in the previous blog i work at sears. on the bottom of every receipt there are instructions to take a survey online. its a small survey to rate how the associates did with their customers. if they were clean looking. if the department was neat. or messy. if the associate was helpful and knew his stuff. quality of products. and so on. after rating me in these several categories there is a place where one can write what they want. some unknown customer wrote something about me. they said i was like a robot and that i didnt smile enough for them. getting 6 bucks an hour. getting yelled at throughout the day by disgruntled customers. and on special days by my managers. and my personal favorite having people not show respect because i work at sears. yep all these things make me happy. and whats wrong with being a robot? sometimes i dont feel like smiling and other times i enjoy acting like a robot.
Monday, May 18, 2009
so i work at sears and have worked there for far too long. retail sucks the life out of anyone that works in it. i am no exception. some people have no respect for those that work in the retail industry. i ring people up for their purchases and most people pay with a credit card, sign, and i hand them the receipt and that's it. i probably wont remember their faces when they come back into sears. but on occasion some pay with cash which is fine, but some people throw their money on the counter as if im not right in front of them with my hand ready to take their money. really? whats the deal? are you just too lazy to raise and extend your arm to drop your money into my hand a few extra inches? come on. show some respect. or ill spit on your change before i give it back to you. its your choice.