Showing posts with label Retail Hell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Retail Hell. Show all posts

Saturday, December 21, 2019

Lines

What is it about lines?

It's all about lines. The finish line at the end of the day. Waiting in line for a chance to kiss that person you wish would see you. And then there's the most important line, the line separating you from the people you work with. It doesn't help to get too familiar. To make friends. You need boundaries between you and the rest of the world. Other people are far too messy. It's all about lines. Drawing lines in the sand and praying like hell no one crosses them.

l'm sure they're all very nice, but l'm very particular about who I let in. I swore he wasn't right. Why? He looked angry, he was quiet. No big smiles, no laughter. Where was his head at? Would he even be able to let me in? Everything in me screamed, no. Get in, get out. No smiling, no hugging, no letting him in. No hopes. Get in. Get out. Draw the lines, dance along it enjoy a moment or two and leave.

The problem with that is...

At some point, you have to make a decision. Boundaries don't keep other people out. They fence you in. Life is messy. That's how we're made. So you can waste your life drawing lines or you can live your life crossing them. But there are some lines, lines that are intense. So, it's intense. The intensity makes you starry eyed, heart racing, rosy cheeked dumb. No self-control. lt's sad. Really.

Here however is what I know. If you're willing to take the chance the view from the other side is spectacular.

Thursday, August 1, 2019

Livin' The Dream

We live out our lives on the factory floor. Six days a week, eight hours a day. We're together more than we're apart. After a while the ways of work become the ways of life. Number one: always keep your paperwork in order. Number two: do whatever you can to outsmart the other guy. Number three? Don't make friends with the enemy. And number four: everything, everything is a competition. Whoever said that winning wasn't everything...never competed for what they really wanted. There's another way to survive this competition. A way that no one ever seems to tells you about. One you have to learn for yourself. Number five: it's not about the race at all. There are no winners or losers. Victories are counted by the number of days you lear work mentally, emotionally, and physically whole. And once in a while, if you're smart, you find another human being who understands and you make time for one another away from work.

Wednesday, March 29, 2017

Dear Boot Companies

When making knee high and over the calf boots, do you think you could take into account that those of us who do sports and workout do not have skinny fucking claves!  Your standard sizing of a 15 inch circumference will in NO WAY fit over my calves. 

These boots are totally cute as are other's like them.  I however have big muscled calves that have a circumference of 18.25 so unless I want to bunch them around my ankles, I can do nothing but wish they'd fit.      Do better!

Saturday, July 30, 2016

A Moment of Retail Hell


Hello welcome to ____, 

How can we help you this evening? 

Do you work here?..... (Naww. I really just enjoy wearing the polyester vest with xyz dog food company logo on it.) Yes ma'am I certainly do, how can I assist you this evening? 

What is this? (Slaps those 5 kibble into my hand)

( Am I drunk? I don't remember drinking? Is she drunk? Oh she's staring, adjust the look, appear kind and remove the snark bubbling on the tip of your tongue Jade) did you mean what brand of kibble (of the 100s of brands out there) ma'am?

Oh ya, I can't remember what I feed my dog, she's a small white fluffy thing.

Oh did you just get a new puppy? (Smile encouragingly)

Oh no! She's 7..... (OH COME ON!!! shhhh just smile jade don't say it. Do not say it) OK, is this the food she's always eaten?

Oh yeah I've never changed her food. Should I?.... (This is gonna take foreeevverrrr )

Alright, I've a good idea which brand this is, let me show you the bag and see if that jogs your memory . ... Well that picture doesn't look like my dog but the kibble looks the same , does that help?..... (About as much as me growing a third nipple) 

That's OK ma'am the image of the dog is unimportant. I do believe xyz is the brand you use, this is it right here.

OK cool, you're good! 

( You've no idea how close you came to dying tonight ma'am)