I Hate This Job
I apologize for my ensuing rant…
But I loathe working here. Everything was fine in the beginning tbh. My coworkers were friendly and helpful, the workload didn’t seem bad, and the pay was good for a retail position imo. After my first week though, I’ve started to see why the turnover rate for the Cashier position was so high.
I’ve worked a handful of customer service jobs, and have always ultimately enjoyed them. Not every job can be great all of the time, and I can typically find the good in things enough to stick to a job. But this one already has me refreshing Indeed and LinkedIn every other minute.
For one, management sucks. They’re all friendly and we get along one-on-one, but their cohesiveness is awful. I’ve been an Assistant Manager before (at a smaller retail store, to their benefit), but never have I seen such contradictory directions from Supervisors that are supposed to work together to create a smooth working team. No one, and I mean NO ONE, is on the same page. With ANYTHING.
Standards are extremely high for how underemployed we are. Trying to finish all the racks, recover the store, watch fitting rooms, customer service, and clean up our individual sections is nearly impossible. Supervisors seem to be more interested in grilling us to do contradictory things and help those in the back meet quotas than helping all 5 of us up front get caught up.
More or less something to complain about, but I started nearly a month ago, so my sick time hasn’t accrued and my benefits haven’t started. I found out I was pregnant last week (while already having an autoimmune disease that makes my hands and feet swell), and have had to call out approximately 3 times due to illness. Pretty sure they’re beginning to get pissed after explaining my situation, and working hard when I am there despite how sick and exhausted I am.
I understand I need to be there and they technically don’t have to allow me to miss so much work, but c’mon it’s not like I’m calling out multiple days in a row! They literally watched me throw up on the break room floor the other day. 😭 Meanwhile, they all but ignored the schedule I said I could work when I first started.
This place sucks and I can’t wait to be out of here! Debating no call, no showing and just doing DoorDash in the meantime until I land something else, or until I give birth considering my partner works enough to support us until then. ☹️