My name is Josalyne, I work in retail.
I feel like there should be retail support groups, where everyone in the room would reply: "Hello, Josalyne." back at me, while we all sit in a big circle, cold metal foldaway chairs under us, weak coffee brewing in a pot on a collapsible table near the door, a box of sugar cubes and powdered coffee creamer next to Styrofoam cups.
We'd all gather here a few times a week, a support group for the absolute shit we deal with day in and day out in our jobs. Clothing stores, fast food and the like. We would swap stories about customers and management, give a shoulder to cry on when it becomes too much to handle, when we want to throw in the towel and tell a customer "GET YOUR OWN FEEDER MICE, I'M OUT!"
This blog is about one of those jobs, the job I currently have, and I'll probably throw in a few stories from some past jobs as well. I've worked in retail since I was 14, and have many a story to fill this blog. Why from my shift today I could fill three posts.
I work at a pet store, I will not say which one, but it is vital that I say it is a pet store, will make the stories in this blog easier to understand. (See feeder mouse comment above)
This is my support group. Feel free to comment and tell me your stories too.
Hi, my name is Josalyne.
"Hello, Josalyne"
And I work in retail.
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