At the door
I wasn’t able to do my returns the whole shift as I was assigned at the door. It was fun though as I was at the garden. I do love plants and so it was fine with me. It’s good that people were behave though there was one who was angry (foul mouthed man) and called me lazy when he asked for the price of the bucket. He tried to ask for the price when in fact it was just in front of him. As my BP rose, I was just speaking with my own language in which nobody can understand. Oh well, the things that he said to me bounced back on himself coz if he had a good heart, he will say good words to other people. Life!
Another thing was that, I didn’t have a walky and there was a kid who was roaming around at my area all by himself. I asked him where his parents were and he said to me that his dad was just standing in there. So, I told the cashier about it and he ran to report about the boy, then, after a while it was announced that a lost dad had a kid waiting at the garden area.
Anyway, I stood at the door without my 2 fifteen minutes breaks (ouchy). It’s fine though as it was like I was on my break the whole 6 hours of standing in there. It was a bit chilly but when the heater was on, it was warm enough for me to sustain the last hours of my shift. Oh dear Lord!
