Star Wars Postcards and Working at Sears

(2:43 A.M. – 3:44 A.M. US Central Time/Tuesday/Home)

[imood mood at time of entry: cheerful]

I know that it seems as though I have completely abandoned my DD journal, but I haven’t. I just can’t come by as often anymore. I am consumed by my LiveJournals and some other work that I am involved in.

I have been working as an in-store marketer for about three weeks now, and the job is not all that fabulous. It is isn’t terrible, but you HAVE to get a certain percentage of people to sign up for these free home estimates or you get into trouble. You will eventually be fired if you do not get enough confirmations for the estimates. It’s not my fault that no one wants them, but Sears makes out like it is.

They are the ones who are being damned picky about what “home repairs/remodeling” they will do. I have people asking me about things Sears refuses to cover. They are killing their own ability to generate more business by pricing everything so expensively, and only servicing a minuscule area of home improvement. It’s ridiculous!

When the hiring people told me about the job, they kept hashing on the same three or four people who make any money off of the bonuses. Those three people probably have a better neighborhood to work with. I operate outside of Downtown in a “Ward.” People either can’t afford the work or live in apartments. The rest are either builders themselves, building/built a house, had remodeling done already, or can’t speak English. Truthfully, some of these people just pretend not to be able to speak English.

There are also the Sears customers who run away from me (literally!!) or are just plain rude to me. The rudeness, sadly, is to be expected. What pisses me off the most is that these horrid people use the associates as their personal shoppers and gift wrappers. That is not in our job description.

I am not even apart of this store’s division, and yet I have Mr. So-And-So or Ms. What’s-Her-Face asking me where this or that is located or how they look in a garment or whether I can locate something for them. The answers should rightfully “I don’t know,” “I don’t know, ” and “NO!” But I help them anyway, even though they are ungrateful, as are the majority of people who interact with anyone simply trying to work a job to get by.

I have seen the snobby folk who demand that the cashier(s) wrap up their purchase(s) in a gift box. The boxes available are prewrapped with the wrapping paper, include a sheet of wrapping tissue, one or two matching bows depending on the size of the box, and a set length of matching ribbon. It is not all that complicated, so why do these awful people insist upon ordering the cashiers around? Because they are self-absorbed bastards, that’s why. There is simply no excuse for the way I have watched the Sears cashiers be dragged down because they work behind those counters.

If there is a dispute or a nasty customer makes a scene, the customer gets whatever they want. It does not matter that they are probably ripping the store off, as they usually are, they’re the customer; so, their crazed ranting must be correct. This is made even more ludicrous by the fact that the store is obsessed with curbing the amount of theft that takes place. Good luck with that, Sears!

I am amused that LJ Community Customers Suck! is quite popular, and can always be counted on for an excellent read or two. Heh.

I have quite a bit going on with my new Star Wars roleplay called Emergent Dark. I play Jedi Knight, Aayla Secura. Anyone who wants to do so can find my character journal here. I hadn’t ever planned to join an online roleplay, because it always seemed silly. Luckily, my friend Tobi told me about this one, since she’s a co-mod. This roleplay is more about storytelling, so I am guessing that some of the others are set up the same way.

I have also apparently begun a new project. I never even saw it coming! I don’t know how or why it is continuing, but I suppose that I will go along with it. I made a postcard where Anakin let’s Obi-Wan know that he has moved on to the Dark Side. Someone asked where was Obi-Wan’s reply, so I made one up. Now someone else has asked where is Anakin’s reply to Obi-Wan reply, and I guess that I will make one up for that as well. I also have the two original people who provided inspiration for this postcard business in the first place offering ideas as well. Just thinking about this makes me smile, because people are out there enjoying my work and calling it “cute.” Squee.

I am working on redesigning my journal for the Summer months. I want a swimming pool theme like last year. I will have to go through and finish changing it when I have a chance.

I really should go read now and work on some of the ideas people are leaving for me. I think that I will make up an LJ Community for the postcards, since I don’t want them clogging up my regular journal if they are to continue on like this. I hope that everyone is well and taking care of themselves. If not, things truly can only get better when they have reached their worse. At least I try to keep that in mind as I await the time when I can come here and rant to let those unhappy things go. : )

Danielle

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One Comment

  1. I would never do your job in a million years. Telemarketing, instore marketing and all that is just not my cup of tea and the few jobs I have interviewed for that have turned out to be that were pretty evasive at admitting that.

    Customers do suck. End of story. I make like an extra effort to be nice to the people working places like that (except for the marketers inthe mall because they stand right the fuck in front of me and won’t leave me alone). But the store employees I’m nice to. It’s a shitty job.

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