Hey.
New guy here.
Been stuck in retail since '01 thanks to a lifetime of never taking anything resembling a career seriously...but since I'm here I might as well enjoy myself.
Some of you might see me as the enemy: As an assistant manager of a New Jersey location of the only large, all-over-the-USA toy retailer left, some of you may actually have worked for me in the past. Let me make this clear: I may be "a boss", but I have bosses and THEY have bosses and every one of 'em up the food chain is a bigger schmuck. I do my best to support my people when SC's wander in...y'know, every freakin' 5 minutes or so...and I'm proud of how many of my "associates" are also my friends. We're in this together.
Don't worry...I get it. I'm the idiot who paraphrased Shakespeare's "band of brothers" speech while standing on the service desk at 4:50 AM on Black Friday watching the gathering crowd claw at the glass of the building's front. I'm the idiot who won't question your maturity, your gender identification, your genetic heritage, and your probable cause of death when you have to call out...
...but mostly, I'm the idiot. Now, let's bitch about customers some.
New guy here.
Been stuck in retail since '01 thanks to a lifetime of never taking anything resembling a career seriously...but since I'm here I might as well enjoy myself.
Some of you might see me as the enemy: As an assistant manager of a New Jersey location of the only large, all-over-the-USA toy retailer left, some of you may actually have worked for me in the past. Let me make this clear: I may be "a boss", but I have bosses and THEY have bosses and every one of 'em up the food chain is a bigger schmuck. I do my best to support my people when SC's wander in...y'know, every freakin' 5 minutes or so...and I'm proud of how many of my "associates" are also my friends. We're in this together.
Don't worry...I get it. I'm the idiot who paraphrased Shakespeare's "band of brothers" speech while standing on the service desk at 4:50 AM on Black Friday watching the gathering crowd claw at the glass of the building's front. I'm the idiot who won't question your maturity, your gender identification, your genetic heritage, and your probable cause of death when you have to call out...
...but mostly, I'm the idiot. Now, let's bitch about customers some.
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