That’s what I’m doing right now, just hoping.

For those of you who may not know, I have been a Home Theater salesman at Best Buy for over 3 years. That’s three years of dealing with the general public and, as I have expressed in past entries, they are a very dumb breed. This has definitely worn on me and, for the past six months, I’ve really come to dread going to work. That’s not a good feeling to have considering I have to do it so often. So, where does this leave me?

Well, if you remember to a few months ago, I was trying to make a move to the merchandising department when talks of Magnolia came up and I decided to wait for the higher paying sales job. That job and Magnolia as a whole, however, never came and so I fell back into the abyss of Home Theater. Well, recent changes in the store have only further coaxed me into thinking of changing departments. The entire management staff, with the exception of one, has turned over and the leadership in Home Theater has also changed completely. Unfortunately, these changes somehow found a previous home theater supervisor, who failed at keeping things together, back as home theater supervisor. I’m not sure how a group of managers sat down and felt this was a smart move, but I’m not willing to go through it all again. I need out.

Merchandising is hopefully where I’ll be as soon as next week. Details are slowly coming together and I have enough support and circumstance on my side where it should actually happen this time around. I’m actually praying it does because I can no longer tolerate dealing with the customers. Merch will give me a chance to work with people I get along with very well and also work with my hands, setting up displays and the like. On top of that, I wouldn’t have to sell anymore. Ok, maybe that last part is the most intriguing.

It’s a tough choice. A lot of people in my department and store are pulling me to apply for a Senior (one step below supervisor) position in Home Theater. I almost bought into the talk, but then I realized it wouldn’t be for me. For starters, I;d be even closer to the customers and, even worse, would be the scape goat when things inevitably fail under the new supervisor. My dad seemed pretty disappointed when he heard my decision, but I guess he’ll just never understand that happiness is more important to me than money. Having gone through depression and even dealing with tougher times these days, I appreciate how much more satisfying happiness is. Does that make me a hippy? No, since they don’t exist anymore.