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It's bearable.

It's bearable.

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Well, this is my third week at the little grocery store, and I'm coming toward the end of my ability to use "sorry, I'm new here" as an excuse for my fuckups. (Today I almost gave someone thirty pounds more cashback than he'd asked for. I am NOT at my best in the mornings, guys.)

There was a couple of days there when I was pretty sure I was going to be let go, because one of the supervisors was kind of giving me the cold shoulder when before he'd been teasing me a lot, but yesterday he went back to teasing me, so I guess I'm still okay. Honestly I'm still not sure I'm going to keep this job though. My second day they got us all together and told us the owner was selling the franchise back to its parent company. "Nobody's losing their jobs," they were quick to assure us, but realistically, if they decide to tighten their belts I'm first on the chopping block as the new kid. Also, it may not be a good sign that I don't have a name tag yet.

But if I do get to keep this job, it's not terrible. Magazine-sorting and doing home shopping orders are kind of fun, and some of the regulars are nice. (I basically channel my mom talking to those people. It's kind of unnerving how much I sound like her. XD)
  • I'd find your shop just to come and see you xx
  • Ah well, glad it's not terrible ^_^ magazine sorting sounds like it would get me in trouble, I'm sure I'd keep stopping to read the articles and nothing would get done!
    • TBH I'm not really interested in any of them aside from National Geographic and the crochet one. A lot of it is supermarket tabloid stuff and "women's magazines" that I'd be more inclined to make fun of than read. ^_^;;;

      (And oh dear LORD the front page spreads on some of the newspapers! They might as well just run "CONTINUE TO BE FRIGHTENED AND ANGRY, OLD WHITE PEOPLE" and be done with it. I thought the Daily Mail would be the only one. How naive I was.)
  • How are you making it? 😇
  • *snugs* I'd come hang out there every day, if I could.
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