No Respect
I feel like Rodney Dangerfield. No respect, I tell you.
Anyways, work pushed me over the line the other day. Due to crazy circumstances, I wound up working the morning by myself. I did pretty well, too. What bugs me about that is the fact that I am the most reliable sales person and yet I’m the only person with less than 20 hours this week. How much less? Try 6 total hours. What in the world is that about? Are you kidding me? Screw that.
After calming myself down, I pulled the merchandising supervisor to the side and told him to give me a ring if he needs extra man power this week because I need work. He asked me if I ever thought about coming over to merch permanently. I said yes, because honestly, I have many times. Turns out there may be a spot opening and both he and the manager have brought my name up in the past as someone they needed to get back there. Nothing is set in stone, but I’m hoping that, in a week or two, I’ll be away from Home Theater and working behind the scenes for a bit. I get respect from the people back there and I’m tight with a few of them so it should work out. Here’s hoping for the best.
For those of you wondering, I will still be applying for the Magnolia position when it opens up. I figure this will simply be a break from the customers and the lack of respect from my department co-workers (and manager) in general. Plus, I’d be able to get more hours and get health insurance. Sweetness.
It’s weird having this much free time, so I’ve just been trying to figure out what to do. Joe and I had a baseball catch before, first in a few weeks. Holy crap I’ve never been so out of whack, mechanically, than I was today. It took me almost 40 minutes to realize my arm was dropping out of it’s slot and I was going into more of a 3/4 motion than the full overhand that better suits my style. Don’t get me wrong, when quick fielding requires it, I can go sideways, but it’s just not as accurate a throw. Once I figured it out, I felt a bit better, though Joe got stuck running after a few wild throws.
After that, I joined my usual group of misfits to record the NeowinCAST (podcast). The show went very well and there’s only one cut that needs to be made in post editing after someone slipped with the language. For those of you wondering: No, it wasn’t me.
Hang in there boys and girls. Summer is here. Summer is freaking great.
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Good luck with the job thing. Summer’s great when you have things to do. Or if you get a job that you can tolerate, or one at all. I hate how all jobs want you to have experience and if you’ve never had one before, you can’t get that experience they want you to have. It’s a vicious freaking cycle and I refuse to work at a fast food place or donut shop. Maybe I’m just being stubborn..
Oh and Rodney kicked ass
Well, Best Buy is a great place to get that experience since they don’t require much. Unfortunately, that tends to bother people like me who actually care about what they’re selling while every around them doesn’t.
good luck with the “back stage” position and the job application. you’ll probably get it so don’t worry ’bout it. and like i said before, you’re working in an a.c. place - not like some teenagers who are stuck working at summer camps, like me lol so don’t start complaining =)