I swear I know you're here
Is it okay if i bitch and moan some more about work? lol. Yeeesss i am attempting to find a new job so don't yell at me for not doing anything about my bitching. Here are my likes and dislikes (mostly dislikes) about the Marshalls...
- I hate when i'm putting away roling racks of clothes and customers start looking through them- while i'm standing right there.
- I hate when associates (or anyone else) randomly call out my name just to piss me off.
- I hate when i'm called to work on something when i'm in the process of doing something already.
- I hate working in the fitting room.
- I hate customers who can't look for the fucking signs and have to ask where absolutely everything is.
- I hate customers who think for some reason they are better than everyone else.
- I hate the customers who follow me around while i'm cleaning and rip everything out after i had just cleaned it.
- I hate employees who think they are high and mighty when their really not.
- I hate back stabbers, fake people, and when people talk behind each others backs
- I hate customers who that bring 200 things to the fitting room and for some reason think they can bring it all in.
- And, the customers who have 7 items(one more than you can bring in) and try and persuade me to "let it slide this once"
- I hate my managers (except Gable)
- I don't like people who go "fitting room shopping"
- I love French women ;-)
- I like Sandy (our LP)
- I hate when people think they know what their doing but they don't and they do it all wrong.
- I love being able to get away with breaking the dress code :)
- I dont like the associates who stand around and talk when there is a lot that needs to be done
- I love being asked to go out for an errand
- I love worknig the service desk and having the power to tell people what to do
- I hate feeling threatened at my own work place
- I hate suck ups.
- I love the fact that these people sometimes feel like a second family to me.
- It really annoys me when people ask if i work here when i'm wearing a name bag, carrying a huge pile of clothes to put out, when i'm cleaning, or bringing out rolling racks. DUH
- I hate the woman "maggie" who interrupts the songs to say how fucking great Marshalls is.
**Now, ladies and gentleman, this list is an example of what you do when you're really, REALLY bored, standing there in the fitting room.**
There's not a lot i need to say. Thanks to cedia for the comment on my last entry. However, you are right about being easier said than done. I'm in a better mood cause i got out my rantings :)
time for my lyrics
And i can see your face. Your kiss i still can taste. Not a memory erased. Oh, how i see your star shining down on me. And i'd do anything if i could just be right there where you are. Where you and I will breathe together once again. We'll be dancing in the moonlight just like we used to do. And you'll be smiling back at me. Only then will i be free, then i will be free, so take me where you are. Now baby there are times when selfishly i'm wishing that you were here with me so i can wipe the tears from your eyes and make you see that everynight when are you dreaming i'm here to guard you from afar. And anytime i feel in love, I'll close my eyes and dream of where you are...

