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Here’s a typical day on the job:

Walk in, lock up my locker, and get chatted in for the day. Hear a speech about locking up said locker and watch coworkers sign off on sheets saying they’ll bring one next time.

Get counted on to a register, hands are all shaky from the energy drink I drank this morning, and I mess up counting my money.

Move around the store, and fold up giant table of camis. It looks pretty dang awesome. Leave to go ring someone people up. Come back, cami table is DESTROYED.​

Things are starting to go well. I’m having a good time minus the cami table. Manager comes up and says “Can you cover the fitting rooms for the next two hours?”

Someone comes to tell me I have a break, but to make sure it’s only ten minutes. They got in trouble for taking longer before.

Come back, have a laugh with some people in the fitting rooms. Today’s actually kind of slow and I like helping people choose their outfits. Get sent on half hour break. Wear my work badge, get 15% my Chinese food from mall-employee discount.

Here's lookin' at you, Chinese food.

The Plight of a Retail Associate
This summer I got a job at a large unnamed retail store. While I once told my friends “if I could marry a store, I’d marry this one” the store and I have a much different relationship now that I’ve experienced how it all runs.

July 11, 2013

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