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OK, I won't get away from them completely; I'm not quitting entirely. I'll still work my retail job in addition to my new one, just on weekends, so it'll be limited. Here's the list:
--screaming kids
--front exit clogged by a bazillion carts (Why can't you people park them 4 feet over??!)
--bathroom filled with poopy diaper smell
--being screamed at in person (I'm sure I'll get it over the phone, but nbd.)
--People asking me how I am and arguing with the answer. When they call me in new job they will have a pressing problem and not care how I am, which is how I like it!
--The actual physical pain that cashiering causes me. (Again, I know it will be bad weekends, but that's what opiates are for!)
--Having to always work weekends.
--Carts blocking the hallway and thus the fire exit.
--Having to stock every workstation I'm ever in because others don't.
--Working holidays, especially Black Thursday.
--Riding the bus (because I will be making enough to buy a cheap car by the end of the year).
--Being too poor for groceries. Even if any of my creditors garnishes my pay, I will still be ok. I'll be making 30% more an hour and working 30% more hours a week. So my take-home pay will be about 50% more and that's not including the weekend pay. That's just extra money to throw at bills!
--Stuff all over the floor.
--Having to wear a uniform. I'm going to have so much fun building a new work wardrobe. I already have all the shoes!
--Having to sell credit apps.
--Bus people. OK, I know lots of fine folks ride the bus. I do. But I'm talking about the jobless ones who come to our store by bus practically every day and just sit for hours. And they stare at me on the bus. And they tend to take up too much of our time. We have a lot of stuff to do. It's mean, but we need people to buy stuff and leave, not loiter.
I'm going to miss the convenience of working in a store where I can just buy what I need while I'm there. I'll miss some coworkers. But that's about it.
I forgot: handling cash. It's icky.
--screaming kids
--front exit clogged by a bazillion carts (Why can't you people park them 4 feet over??!)
--bathroom filled with poopy diaper smell
--being screamed at in person (I'm sure I'll get it over the phone, but nbd.)
--People asking me how I am and arguing with the answer. When they call me in new job they will have a pressing problem and not care how I am, which is how I like it!
--The actual physical pain that cashiering causes me. (Again, I know it will be bad weekends, but that's what opiates are for!)
--Having to always work weekends.
--Carts blocking the hallway and thus the fire exit.
--Having to stock every workstation I'm ever in because others don't.
--Working holidays, especially Black Thursday.
--Riding the bus (because I will be making enough to buy a cheap car by the end of the year).
--Being too poor for groceries. Even if any of my creditors garnishes my pay, I will still be ok. I'll be making 30% more an hour and working 30% more hours a week. So my take-home pay will be about 50% more and that's not including the weekend pay. That's just extra money to throw at bills!
--Stuff all over the floor.
--Having to wear a uniform. I'm going to have so much fun building a new work wardrobe. I already have all the shoes!
--Having to sell credit apps.
--Bus people. OK, I know lots of fine folks ride the bus. I do. But I'm talking about the jobless ones who come to our store by bus practically every day and just sit for hours. And they stare at me on the bus. And they tend to take up too much of our time. We have a lot of stuff to do. It's mean, but we need people to buy stuff and leave, not loiter.
I'm going to miss the convenience of working in a store where I can just buy what I need while I'm there. I'll miss some coworkers. But that's about it.
I forgot: handling cash. It's icky.
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