How embarrassing. So I started working at a store a few days ago. It's kinda like Wal-Mart, only more expensive and most states don't have one. Oh where to begin.
First of all, they have THE most ridiculous rules for employees EVER. It makes working at Target look like a piece of cake. I realize now how laid back we were over there....
Anyway, on Tuesday I spent six hours sitting in a chair staring at a computer screen while listening to "lessons" online. The supervisor forgot all about me and left me sitting there forever and I didn't know how long I was supposed to stay or when to take a break or what. I called the guy and he said I'll be back there in a few minutes, but he never showed up. Finally I called him again to ask him something about the computer and he said "Didn't you take a break?" I'm thinking "No, you didn't tell me to..." Then he said "I'll be right back there." Finally like 20 minutes later he shows up and goes "I'm so, so, SO sorry!! I forgot all about you and left you back here..."
Today was a nightmare. It started out fine, I did a few more hours of training on the computer. Then they pulled me out onto the floor to work with a girl in Pets. She kept running off and leaving me there and of course I had a phone that customers would call and I'm like what the hell am I supposed to do with customers asking things I known othing about. I briefly watched a supervisor scoop out fish into plastic bags for a customer. Then she LEAVES and of course all of the sudden everybody and their brother Bob wants a freakin' fish. So I'm up on the ladder and I end up sloshing a bunch of water onto the floor. Then I lose my head and set down the bag with the fish onto the counter and start wiping up the mess quick. All of the sudden the guy yells "WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!!" and lunges for the counter. The bag had tipped over of course and water was pouring all over the counter and floor. I was obviously humiliated but I just laughed it off as best as I could and told them I was new (they were like "First day huh? Ha ha.") and called the girl back to help me out. After that we were swamped and they were pulling us all over the floor. She sent me over to help a customer in bikes and I knew absoluetly nothing about bikes and she had to come back and rescue me.
At that point I was feeling stressed and still embarrassed about the fish fiasco. Then I feel like I'm tearing up so I quickly excused myself to the bathroom to take a minute to calm down. After I was composed, I went on break with the girl who was training me (after which I was to punch out and go home). I'm in the breakroom and I was still kind of tearing up and struggling to hold it back. Obviously you don't want to be crying at work. I was chatting with the girl about how hectic it was tonight and she started sympathizing with me and then all of the sudden I just lost it and started sobbing right there in the fucking break room. Her and another girl were extremely nice and understanding about it and they were hugging me and telling me how many times they've gotten so stressed they cried there, telling me stories to cheer me up, etc. So then I punch out to leave and the girl tells me that the manager on duty wants me to call her first. So I do and tell her I'm leaving and that I punched out. Then she's like "You CAN'T punch out before talking to me! That can get you into big, BIG trouble." I explained that I was told to do so and she said "Don't listen to them! They're on the same level you are. ALWAYS call me before punching out." On my way out I started sweating because I couldn't find my freakin' car keys. And now I'm home and looking back and thinking what a wonderful place Target was to work and how I'd like to go running back...I've got to get more applications out or something, because I DON'T want to stay at this place.
First of all, they have THE most ridiculous rules for employees EVER. It makes working at Target look like a piece of cake. I realize now how laid back we were over there....
Anyway, on Tuesday I spent six hours sitting in a chair staring at a computer screen while listening to "lessons" online. The supervisor forgot all about me and left me sitting there forever and I didn't know how long I was supposed to stay or when to take a break or what. I called the guy and he said I'll be back there in a few minutes, but he never showed up. Finally I called him again to ask him something about the computer and he said "Didn't you take a break?" I'm thinking "No, you didn't tell me to..." Then he said "I'll be right back there." Finally like 20 minutes later he shows up and goes "I'm so, so, SO sorry!! I forgot all about you and left you back here..."
Today was a nightmare. It started out fine, I did a few more hours of training on the computer. Then they pulled me out onto the floor to work with a girl in Pets. She kept running off and leaving me there and of course I had a phone that customers would call and I'm like what the hell am I supposed to do with customers asking things I known othing about. I briefly watched a supervisor scoop out fish into plastic bags for a customer. Then she LEAVES and of course all of the sudden everybody and their brother Bob wants a freakin' fish. So I'm up on the ladder and I end up sloshing a bunch of water onto the floor. Then I lose my head and set down the bag with the fish onto the counter and start wiping up the mess quick. All of the sudden the guy yells "WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!!" and lunges for the counter. The bag had tipped over of course and water was pouring all over the counter and floor. I was obviously humiliated but I just laughed it off as best as I could and told them I was new (they were like "First day huh? Ha ha.") and called the girl back to help me out. After that we were swamped and they were pulling us all over the floor. She sent me over to help a customer in bikes and I knew absoluetly nothing about bikes and she had to come back and rescue me.
At that point I was feeling stressed and still embarrassed about the fish fiasco. Then I feel like I'm tearing up so I quickly excused myself to the bathroom to take a minute to calm down. After I was composed, I went on break with the girl who was training me (after which I was to punch out and go home). I'm in the breakroom and I was still kind of tearing up and struggling to hold it back. Obviously you don't want to be crying at work. I was chatting with the girl about how hectic it was tonight and she started sympathizing with me and then all of the sudden I just lost it and started sobbing right there in the fucking break room. Her and another girl were extremely nice and understanding about it and they were hugging me and telling me how many times they've gotten so stressed they cried there, telling me stories to cheer me up, etc. So then I punch out to leave and the girl tells me that the manager on duty wants me to call her first. So I do and tell her I'm leaving and that I punched out. Then she's like "You CAN'T punch out before talking to me! That can get you into big, BIG trouble." I explained that I was told to do so and she said "Don't listen to them! They're on the same level you are. ALWAYS call me before punching out." On my way out I started sweating because I couldn't find my freakin' car keys. And now I'm home and looking back and thinking what a wonderful place Target was to work and how I'd like to go running back...I've got to get more applications out or something, because I DON'T want to stay at this place.
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