u/lobotomiiya

Edit: I did it gang, we had a lovely chat, then I offered to make her some tea and mentioned that it’s lunch time and she had a jam sandwich. Her family should be very happy with that, as she usually only has breakfast and dinner. That awkwardness over feeling like you are making decisions for them goes away when you know it’s for their wellbeing in the end. Thanks for the advice to those few, I’m going to keep it in mind for the future, it helped a lot.

A question for my aged care support workers, I’m new to the industry entirely, being sent to a lady who has dementia and every time another support worker asks “do you want lunch/cup of tea?” she denies.

I’ve only been to her once before I got us drinking a cup or tea together and she was quite pleased. The other girls greet her, come in and immediately make her lunch without asking and place it in front of her, it does work and the family is happy. But how do you get over that uncomfortable feeling of feeling like you are forcing them to eat and just helping yourself into their fridge?

I’m going to bring my own lunch today to see if that can prompt her, but what’s your way of getting around that feeling?

It wasn’t actually a good day, my back hurts, but the overall feeling is lol.

Today is our last day, shop is shutdown! I had to pack the entire shop up by myself, put all labels on boxes and make sure not to mix up where they’re going, as well as deal with left over customers acting like they’ve been shot over the fact we are closing.

But overall not bad, 5 hours of packing boxes and now I’m sitting here thinking I’m finally free, I’ve done it, I’ve gotten out of retail. I’m a support worker now, feeling far more rewarded, less tired, less mentally taxed, less angry, less anxious. And getting paid double what I did in retail.

I’m finally free gang 😭 no more arguing over signs because customers can’t read, no more being verbally abused, no more insane entitlement, no more management, no more head office, no more expectations for more than I’m contracted.

Every customer keeps saying “this is so sad for you guys losing your jobs” like hell it is, this is the best day of my life.

I apologize if any of this is disrespectful in any way, or if asking at all is disrespectful.

I’ve recently been thinking more about my family, my dad admitted years ago when I was a baby that we had indigenous family members, and it was well known. I don’t talk to my dad for personal reasons, so I have no way of finding out who, or where, or what mob, but my aunt is in NT connected to mobs up there.

I was asked yesterday once again, for the hundredth time in a year, if I was Koori, and as far as I’m aware, no. But I don’t know how to find my family or how to connect, or what is respectful to do about this. I have no indigenous people around me to ask about what to do.

I have live in wadawurrung country my whole life, and have heard of others who are cut off or disconnected from other countries getting involved in the community here and finding connection where it felt like it was missing before.

I’m not going to insert myself where I am not wanted obviously, but if any of you have had this same experience and have found family through connecting with culture where you live, and finding people to guide you, how did you go about it? I want to know more about indigenous culture and who my family is, even if they reject the fact themselves.

Thank you!

The title is true I actually do not like kids in retail, they can either be the most lovely sweet angels or the most evil little spawns imaginable.

I just had two of the most povo westy kids come in, one is wearing his hat like it’s the 90’s sitting up on his head open mouth coughing likes he’s smoked cigs for 40 years at the ripe age of 12. The other looks like she’s been ran through her whole year level already.

They ask for a bag, now the answer was already no, because we all know these kids and they ask for bags to steal shit. So I played the “only have the $2 bag sorry.” She’s counting COINS. It takes her ages to count $1, 50¢, 2 x 20¢.

She says “will you take $1.90?” I say no sorry. $2 or nothing.

And this little ugly fucking rat of a boy as they’re leaving says “wont even budge for 10¢ the stingy slut”

IM THE STINGY SLUT? ME? You just tried to haggle at a business over 10¢ because you couldn’t even afford $2 😭 and I’m the stingy slut? And you just have to stand there and take it because these kids are actually insane and have pulled knives on people before.

I just wish they’d go back to their suburb, in my town there’s about 3 specifically for these types of people, I guess Americans would call them ghetto? Australians would know them as eshays and chats. This is the first time they’ve come into my workplace specifically, the last worker that coped abuse got shoved into a store window because she told one of them “too bad your dad didn’t swallow you”.

I just wanna go home 😭

I get this a strange amount for the type of store we are.

Yesterday this woman may as well have spit in my mouth with how annoyed I was at her attitude.

Started off totally normal, asked if she was a member of us, no she wasn’t.

The bag was what did it.

We have a $2 charity bag, the reason it’s $2 is so some of the money goes to charity and the rest goes to making the bag. I don’t have any say in this, I am a part timer.

Suddenly it’s “I don’t understand why you companies don’t just add it into the costs of the clothes so the bag is free.” me companies? ME COMPANIES? Lady if it was my company I certainly wouldn’t be standing here talking to the likes of you that’s for sure.

I just ignore her at that point, I’m not going to explain why a company doesn’t incorporate the cost of a charity bag into the cost of the clothes to a 50 year old woman.

“I own my own boutique, and I just find it disgusting that everyone charges for bags” if you owned your own boutique and it was doing well you wouldn’t be purchasing a top you hunted for for $4 instead of the other colours that were $19.95. But sure.

I decide to use my little tactic for these idiots, “yeah, sorry about that, know it’s annoying, we do usually have paper bags (we did, I had them sitting there) but [delivery company] takes a long time”

Which isn’t a lie, our delivery company sends our clothes really quick, but any orders for cleaning supplies/tagging items/bags etc. Take two weeks MINIMUM.

She does her precious little smile and says “yeah, sure, I think maybe it’s because you’ve all forgotten to order them”. You’ve just shot yourself a once track ticket to never receiving a free paper bag.

Then it’s “my husband owned a company like [delivery company] so I know how it works :)” owned? So it didn’t do all that well then, because my country only has 3 major delivery companies people are either required to use automatically or that companies naturally go to for discounts, so sounds like you have no idea how it actually works.

I HATE these people. If you hate bags so much, don’t fucking shop. Just stop shopping. Do online shopping if a stick gets up your ass this much ABOUT A TOTE BAG.