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Originally Posted by tecoyah
Retail Manager on the Seventh Level of Hell......
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I feel you pain my friend. I've worked nothing but retail since i've started working back in the day (i think i was 15 when i got my first job...it all blurs together now because once i started working, i never stopped)
I'm just a peon in the whole scheme of things...i couldn't imagine being a manager and having to be in charge of other people and what they do, or having to deal with the those fucking irate customers.
I mean, that's what happens right? You're job is to make sure that other people are doing their job. But if they aren't doing their job, then you get bitched out...YOU get bitched at for OTHER PEOPLE not taking the initiative and responsibility to do what their getting paid to do...correct?
Or my favorite is when there is a customer that's super-pissed and no one can appease them...they call you, The Manager. And you, The Manager, are suppose to find a way to calm this person down when nobody else could. I mean, it's easy for someone to suck you into a situation like that...all they have to say is "Hold on one second while i call my manager, he'll fix this situation." ...but it's not like you can pawn the customer onto someone else...you're it buddy! They're your problem now!
...at least, that's what i think when i call my manager to handle my light work.
All kidding aside...I know that you're over-worked and under-appreciated...with that said...
KUDOS TO RETAIL MANAGERS (on the 7th level of hell)
...although...i thought the 8th level of hell was officially renamed as "Retail"...oh well...my bad.