die evil empire. burn in hell.
So I started at the evil empire. After six hours of safety tours, information on how to clean up unknown chemical spills, and anti-union videos, I started feeling subversive. So I got the manager involved in an extended conversation on store security. Now I know the areas of the store that lack adequate camera coverage. Anyone interested in buying?Nah, I'm kidding about the secrets, of course. Not about having them; people seem almost unnaturally willing to confide in me. They're not for sale, though. I don't want to encourage illegal behaviors! But I do already hate this job. My second day, I got a liter of Gatorade dropped on my head and I've had a giant lump and a headache ever since. I am so quitting as soon as I possibly can.
Also, death to Department X. They did end up going with someone else. Bleh.
posted by Psychobunny at
11:29 PM
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Say hello to Lord Vader for me.
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Anonymous, at
July 22, 2008 12:14 AM
I'm sorry you didn't get the department job. Retail is hell. When I worked retail I always tried to imagine I was Barbara Ehrenreich to get through it, so maybe something like that will work for you? Good luck.
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Anonymous, at
July 22, 2008 8:59 AM
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