All this week I work 4-10(close). It's usually painfully, mind-numbingly slow.
I wish they would change our hours so we close at 9. They did that last year, then changed them for the holidays.
It's one of the most boring shifts. I straighten, dust, clean. When there's stock to tag and out away, I do that. But STILL my night just crawls by. I sometimes hope for those customers who take up your time and ramble for 20 minutes just so time will go by faster.
I'm not allowed to have a book or anything to read. I go to the aisles outside my department and straighten the rugs and picture frames. I dust the frames, vacuums, put curtains back in their packages that people pulled out, but still I end up having hours to go.
I went though ALL of the DVDs one night and tagged all of them that didn't have a security tag on them. I walk through all the aisles and rub my foot on all those scuff marks to make them disappear.
What do you do on nights that seem like they'll never end? I feel like I do everything I possibly can, but it still doesn't take enough time, and I end up walking around pulling my hair wishing I had a time machine to speed up the night.
I wish they would change our hours so we close at 9. They did that last year, then changed them for the holidays.
It's one of the most boring shifts. I straighten, dust, clean. When there's stock to tag and out away, I do that. But STILL my night just crawls by. I sometimes hope for those customers who take up your time and ramble for 20 minutes just so time will go by faster.
I'm not allowed to have a book or anything to read. I go to the aisles outside my department and straighten the rugs and picture frames. I dust the frames, vacuums, put curtains back in their packages that people pulled out, but still I end up having hours to go.
I went though ALL of the DVDs one night and tagged all of them that didn't have a security tag on them. I walk through all the aisles and rub my foot on all those scuff marks to make them disappear.
What do you do on nights that seem like they'll never end? I feel like I do everything I possibly can, but it still doesn't take enough time, and I end up walking around pulling my hair wishing I had a time machine to speed up the night.
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