Sunday, November 16, 2008

A bit about me and my ramblings...

I can't tell you much about the place I work, except that it's a fairly major retail store in the middle of a crappy town. It preys upon the weak student begging for a job. That's where I come in.

I'm a full time student at a local community college. I'm currently going into the Premed program, so most of my time is filled with papers and random tests.

Recently, I realized that I was tired of being dependent on my mom and got a job at this particular store as a seasonal cashier.

Having never done any sort of cashiering, much less worked a part time job, I wasn't sure what to expect. I was shocked at the drama that unfolds everyday in my semi-cubical of hell. I've only been working there for two weeks and already, I am fearful of what the future brings.

Everyday, I deal with price checks, non-English speakers, people who feel a need to throw their money at me, screeching children, paranoid ladies who are convinced I'm out to take their money, dirty men who stare at my boobs the entire transaction, and, oh, so much more.

Then only thing that keeps me there is...
A) the money. (Hey, some of us really need to see some green, ya know?)
B) subborness. (It's a blessing hidden deep in the core of a curse)
C) the rare nice people.

C is what makes my work almost enjoyable. I love the few that make me laugh or say something that inspires me. On a few occasions, I've stood and realized that there are still some good people in the world today.

Normally, I just rant to my mother about the trials of my job. However, I'm realizing that even she is getting tired of my ramblings. A blog seems to be the next best thing.

Thanks for the free therapy.

-Your friendly Cashier-


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