Goodbye Old Job!

I wrote this a month ago, right after leaving the old gig.

I figured I’d give myself a month to see if I still felt the same way about it all. And I do. So here goes. 

Remember this…

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I do.

That was the poster they made for me at my job when I arrived. I was brand new, new to the location and my new role. I was excited to learn everything I could and I was excited to be making more money. Who wouldn’t want to make more money, right? I had just finished taking my last college course. I had just been rejected by an airline for a flight attendant position and this was going to be my first official job after college.

I had never been a manager before so I ran into a lot of obstacles. I was challenged everyday and I can’t forget to mention that I started off at a crazy time in retail; the holiday season!

It wasn’t just about telling people what to do or managing. It’s never that easy. Believe it or not, just because people are hired to work it doesn’t mean they want to work. Some just want the paycheck. And just know that just because you have a title, that doesn’t mean anyone is going to listen to you. Quite the opposite, they will give you a hard time if they can. I did a lot more than just delegate. I was also a friend, a cheerleader, a therapist an enemy, even. Depending on what kind of relationship I had with an employee.

If there was a spill on the floor or a mess in the bathroom, believe that it was my responsibility to clean up if facilities workers weren’t around. When this happened, I would just want to take my college diploma, weep a little and use it to wipe up whatever soda or water some dipshit parent let their clumsy 4 year-old carry into the store. Lord help me. Working on the kids floor was the best birth control ever. I’d see children and smile at the sweet ones but the minute I saw a little terror, I’d walk in the other direction. If the kid’s an asshole and they’re barely speaking, I am sure the parent is an asshole. It’s a reasonable assumption. Making sure the floor was packed with product was a responsibility. Overseeing the logistics teams was part of the gig. I had to know what everyone was working on at all times because you did not want to get asked questions by your boss and not have an answer. Not having an answer was not an option.

As far as my supervisors, I had my favorites, naturally. Who doesn’t? There are going to be bosses who have absolutely no faith in you and want you to quit. This will be the case wherever you go. However, at the same time, you will find bosses who believe in you when you barely believe in yourself. They will tell you to get out and not get stuck in a place where you aren’t 100% happy. They’ll be honest and tell you that this place isn’t for you and that you really don’t belong there. And you won’t get offended by what they say because you know it’s true. You won’t get offended when you find out some of your bosses wish you would turn in your keys because you’re dying to turn them in anyway. But you refuse to be pushed out or demoted. NO, you will go when you have a proper situation set up for yourself. Could you leave a job without knowing where your next check is coming from? You could but you probably shouldn’t. And I didn’t.  

Then there was the boss who in not so many words called me a racist. I had to remind her that I wasn’t white, that I was latina and had to inform her that I had never been accused of such a disgusting thing. Those who made me look like a complete moron in front of my employees by not backing me up.

I had someone tell me I wasn’t performing my duties on a Monday. When I asked what they meant by that, they couldn’t tell me much more. Only that I had been with the company long enough to know what was expected of me. Right… I was pretty much told that those in my role who weren’t up for the challenge of the position would be managed out. At that point, I knew I was on the chopping block but little did they know, I was already making my way out.

When I gave in my two weeks notice that same week, the same person told me I had done great things with the company and that I would continue to do great there even if my days were numbered… Yes. The hypocrisy of it all was absolutely fantastic. One day I am below target, the next, I am just “great.” Can you blame her? At that point, I could have just said, “screw it all” and started acting up. She had to try stroking my ego or giving me a pat on the back to keep me in line. She didn’t have to be concerned though. I would never be nasty or cause a scene. That’s not who I am.

I realized that as much as I love people, and I do, I just couldn’t change people’s attitudes. A supervisor once asked me why one of my co-workers couldn’t act more like me, a bit friendlier. And I replied with, “I can’t control the attitudes of other people, I can only control myself.” My supervisor smiled and told me I was right. Sure, you can’t change people. However, I’m proud to say that I became close to people who really disliked me at first. Okay, they hated me. But they warmed up to me and gave me a chance to show them that my bubbly attitude really is me. It’s my personality and not an act. I suppose they realized that after almost 3 years at that place, I was still the same so they figured I was genuine. Those little changes are my successes. I’ll think of those people every now and then. The debbie-downers will have their Facebook friend requests deleted. The hypocrisy shocks me. 

When the district manager, who was nothing short of an absolute horror to work for, shook my hand and told me to keep in touch, I couldn’t help but gag. That’s the only time I remember him addressing me by name. You want me to keep in touch? For what? So that you can ignore me when I say hi but yell at me whenever you want? So you can tell my boss not to thank me for coming in on a snow day because everyone else made it too? HELLO!? I was the only opening shift manager and mid shift manager on two days due to callouts but no worries, I’m just here to do my job. No need to thank me but you don’t need to be an ingrate either.  I’ll pass on the whole keeping in touch thing. Verbally abusing and humiliating people isn’t a good way to make people want to work for you. It’s good way to make people genuinely dislike you though. 

I escaped retail and if all goes well, I won’t be returning to that life again. I can only work hard enough to not have to cross that bridge again. As happy-go-lucky as I am, I was so close to becoming a negative person. That environment will break your spirit. That environment will change you and as much as people said, “you can’t let your environment impact you, you have to impact your environment,” they didn’t get it. I guess that’s easy to say when you’re behind a desk all day and not dealing with not only crazy customers but a few impossibly frustrating employees. I deeply respect my friends who have managed to keep their sanity at that place. 

Anyway, I digress. Goodbye Old Job! Thanks for the memories. As much as I’ll miss the people and the fabulous discount, I won’t miss my job. Not one bit. I’m gladly moving along to different things.


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I would pay him to give me pep talks, the thing is, he wouldn’t take the money…I love him.

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veebar2:

Lets keep reblogging this…..She needs to be home with her family…
SIGNAL BOOST!!!!

BOOSTING! Her mom made the above post yesterday. This is going on right now.

I DON’T CARE IF THIS DOESN’T MATCH YOUR BLOG JUST PLEASE HELP OUT THEIR FAMILY

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feminishblog:

veebar2:

Lets keep reblogging this…..She needs to be home with her family…

SIGNAL BOOST!!!!

BOOSTING! Her mom made the above post yesterday. This is going on right now.

I DON’T CARE IF THIS DOESN’T MATCH YOUR BLOG JUST PLEASE HELP OUT THEIR FAMILY

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femistorian:

This is what a REAL rape prevention campaign looks like

All the awards.

DO ME A HUGE FAVOR AND REBLOG THIS!


This is perfection in a campaign

I love how they included a situation where a guy could’ve gotten raped. People don’t seem to realize that males get raped too. It’s less common, but it happens. That is what sets this campaign apart from others. 

I will always reblog this, seriously, share this.

cottoncandyfrogs:

sydneyisdeffonfire:

klairy-dust:

fairydustandklainebows:

brendanshaw:

p3n1s:

femistorian:

This is what a REAL rape prevention campaign looks like

All the awards.

DO ME A HUGE FAVOR AND REBLOG THIS!

This is perfection in a campaign

I love how they included a situation where a guy could’ve gotten raped. People don’t seem to realize that males get raped too. It’s less common, but it happens. That is what sets this campaign apart from others. 

I will always reblog this, seriously, share this.

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I just.. THIS SENTENCE WILL IGNITE AND FUEL MANY DREAMS

I have scrolled down this about 5 times and it has almost made me cry every time omg

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When they panned to Benedict crying, my heart cried

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have you ever been sexually attracted to a voice

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One of my favorites <3

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Move along, move along

He was the love of your life. You were Tracy from Hairspray and he was your Link. You pretty much heard the bells. You heard them loud and clear until they just weren’t ringing anymore.
Now what?
Do you have a good cry, watch a sappy movie and devour a pint of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream while you mourn in private or do you become an attention seeking pesty ex girlfriend?
Ill go with option A.
Lorenzo, not his real name, has been a good friend of mine since high school. Somewhere down the line he actually became one of my best friends.
Needless to say, we’ve seen eachother through some rough ordeals but we’ve also seen eachother through some happy moments.
I’ve met his girlfriends and I’ve heard about all the good times before the final countdowns commenced. Lorenzo is a good guy but he won’t stick around if the relationship becomes toxic. He’s a trooper though and I respect him for that.
Being a woman, I can empathize. I will give his past loves the good ol’ come-to-Jesus pep talk if I need to. I will encourage them to move forward and be happy when they send me facebook messages about Lorenzo and how they miss him. Girl power!
But at no point, should you feel the urge to message me at 8 in the morning to tell me about the new guy in your life. I’m your ex’s friend and as soon as the relationship was over you pretty much stopped being a factor. Before anyone reading this decides I am a bitch, can I just mention the fact that I only met this woman once?

Just the one time and we never spoke very often. I liked a few of her photos on social media but that was pretty much the extent of it. So imagine my surprise when I got a detailed message on a random morning with details about her new boyfriend and how she’s incredibly happy. I won’t put her information on blast because she’s doing that herself but I was actually taken aback. Is she just using me so that I will tell Lorenzo about how she is? Does she think we spend time talking about her? Because I’ll be honest, the few times Lorenzo and I actually see eachother we don’t talk about her much, if at all. I’m not a jerk or as my favorite cousin would say, a “hater bitch”. I am happy for her. Breakups suck and if you work your way through them and come out feeling fantastic and empowered, well, that’s brilliant. But that’s something you share with your friends, not your ex’s. How do you show your ex you’re over it? I dobmy  favorite magic trick. Poof! The vanishing woman act. You’re my ex for a reason and personally, im the kind of person who doesn’t want their ex to know anything about them. I’m the girl who will do her best to separate herself from that person. Distance is essential when you’re actually trying to get over someone. Facebook friends, no longer. And while I might not delete your friends right away, I won’t be terribly hurt when they click that ‘unfriend’ button. Why? Because they’re your friends. They were just being nice to me because you liked  me and they love you. I get that and I don’t expect to see them for birthdays or occasions. So that’s how I felt things would go between this girl and myself. Eventually, she’d just vanish. Rightfully so. I wish you the best and I hope you’re happy with your new adventure and all. But im friends with your ex. I was nice to you because I love him. I won’t be around for your birthday and you won’t be around for mine… and that, my friends, is standard procedure. Mutual friends are different and ill share my feelings on that later. Move on by keeping your ex guessing about how great your life is right now. Mystery is best. Besides, you don’t want them to know when things go bad. I’d rather keep them clueless. It’s called a breakup because it’s broken. And you shouldn’t hang on to things you can’t fix.


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Vanessa VanDyke has amazing hair. Point blank. But it’s her hair that may cause her to get expelled from school. Faith Christian Academy in Orlando told the 12-year-old that she has a week to decide if she’s going to cut her hair, straighten it, or get kicked out.

Vanessa has attended Faith Christian Academy since she was in the third grade, but the school’s s code has rules against how students can wear their hair. The handbook reads: “Hair must be a natural color and must not be a distraction,” and goes on to state examples that include, but are not limited to, mohawks, shaved designs and rat tails.

The distraction that the school is probably referring to when it speaks of Vanessa’s hair has to do with bullying and teasing.

From Local 10 News Orlando:

“A distraction to one person is not a distraction to another,” said VanDyke’s mother, Sabrina Kent. “You can have a kid come in with pimples on his face. Are you going to call that a distraction?”

VanDyke said she’s had her large, natural hair all year long, but it only became an issue after the family complained about students teasing her about her hair.

“There have been bullies in the school,” said Kent. “There have been people teasing her about her hair, and it seems to me that they’re blaming her.”

“I’m depressed about leaving my friends and people that I’ve known for a while, but I’d rather have that than the principals and administrators picking on me and saying that I should change my hair,” said VanDyke.

So instead of Faith Christian Academy doing something about the bullies, they’re going to reprimand a 12-year-old because of her hair?

“I’m going to fight for my daughter,” Kent said. “If she wants her hair like that, she will keep her hair like that. There are people out there who may think that natural hair is not appropriate. She is beautiful the way she is.”

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SMFH.

Look at this !?!?

Infuriating. She’s beautiful and that crown? Dope.

may this queen stay golden, and not let them compromise her beauty for their standards


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The American collegiate system in one gif set

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Toddler naps with his 2-month-old puppy every day.

Blogger Jessica Shyba and her family adopted an adorable 7-week-old mutt. They named him Theo. On his third day as part of their family, Theo joined Jessica and her toddler son Beau for afternoon snuggle time. Beau fell asleep and then so did Theo.The next day, he joined in the naptime ritual again. “And so began,” Shyba says, “the most organic and beautiful friendship I have ever witnessed.” Since then, every day Theo waits for Beau to fall asleep and then joins him for his two-hour snooze.

#lifegoals

 adorable!

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SO MUCH AWESOMENESS IN THIS POST.

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