Eh, it's a bit of a trade off. I get nearly 40 hours now and come the slow months, I'm lucky if I get 8 hours a week. *shrug* I mostly just bitch for the sake of bitching. Makes me feel better.
Well, if my boss was to be believed today, if we didn't get our numbers up, "we'd all be looking for new jobs." *yawn* I've been in retail about 10 years. I'm so f'ing jaded, I just don't give a shit any more. My main problem isn't getting numbers up, it's listening to the botch. (Wow, that would be me trying to write "boss" and "bitch" at the same time. Eh, fits. Anyway...) Boss bitch about getting the numbers up. Bigwigs talk a big game, but they very rarely follow through with it. And of course, they don't take into account that these are LAST MINUTE SHOPPERS who do not want to be pitched to, do not want to donate, do not want to do anything but get their shit and get out of the store. I told one of the supervisors today "They're always on you to listen to us to make sure we're pitching the plus card. You *should* be listening to the customers that come up and say 'Don't sell me anything. I want to get my X and go.' And when you have 20 of those in an hour, you're not going to sell them $20 shopping cards.
[/rant] I could keep going, but that's a severe derailment of topic. How about those tentacles? Maybe Hettie will have more art for us for Christmas?
