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Bring on the rain & bring on the thunder

Monday, March 10, 2008
sherite posted at 1:15 PM

Why should I be sorry?

I have this one thing which I hafta get off my chest. So please excuse my ramblings.

Friday. My shift was from 4pm-closing. The minute I started work, Ron asked me to head over to ___ to help out with the ___ outlet there as they were short-handed. Okay, so I was doing them a favour.

Saturday. Ron texted me & told me to reach our shop as soon as I could. Reached there 10 mins before my shift started. Upon arrival, he asked me things like whether I served any customers yesterday at ___.

Turns out that the supervisor at ___ complained about my performance. Okay fine whatever. Granted, I don't go up to every single customer the moment they step into the shop, & ask them if they need any help before they even start browsing through the clothes.

I think that's ridiculous. And dumb. And annoying!

I mean, the supervisor should put herself into the customers' shoes man. How would you feel if every 10 secs, a staff goes up to you & asks you whether you need their assistance when you've repeated yourself for the umpteenth time that you are just looking around?!

& because I didn't irritate the hell outta the customers, I got a complain -.-

So, she complained to Ron (& possibly all my colleagues have heard about it already) that I didn't serve customers at all. Like wtf! She's plain ridiculous & unreasonable!

Seriously, I don't have anything to prove to her. I just know that I've done my part with assisting the customers whenever they needed my help. Not when it's unnecessary. So yea, I'm not sorry for anything. Especially not to her -.-

So after Ron delievered the upsetting news to me, he told me to not be so sad. Like wth? I was anything but sad! Even more so, Angry! Pissed! & I felt so maligned!
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