Previously titled “Untitled (III)”
Do you ever find yourself being pulled in 100 different directions? Or find yourself having to figure what to do… when you don’t?
Day one – not training day; this time, it was a 4.5-hour shift of work. At this point, I was pulled to the side and given a vibrant shirt to indicate that I’m an employee, that I work here and that it’s my job to help customers.
My first task is to help stack and fill the empty departments. I noticed a note that mentioned where to put it, which helps and I quickly start picking up 10 books at a time.
I’m getting stared at…? Apparently, lifting 10 large books at once is unusual?
As the hours pass, some of the other workers with the same responsibility introduce themselves, which puts me at ease. Customers come in more and more, filling the store with people in almost every corner. It’s not too bad to lead the customers to the designated areas since
There was another employee of whom I figured out his name by seeing his login info. …. totally not like a creeper/stalker.
Around my last hour, I’m reminded that I have a 15 minutes break that I need to take. Well, 15 minutes isn’t enough to get lunch, but I do have snacks in my bag. Spent the break to refresh and fill my stomach for a little more since it’s almost the end of my shift.
Once I return, I meet a Francophone customer with a list of books to find.
For those who don’t know, Francophones are individuals whose first language is French. In my case, I’m considered an Anglophone since my first language is English…. or, at least, that’s how it is in Quebec… I think.
I spend over an hour speaking with her in French to find out where to find all of the books. She occasionally apologizes for taking so much time, but I was happy to help.
I wonder how many I helped in my first shift.
I finished my shift 30 minutes after I was supposed to finish and learned a few things.
- Converse shoes are not good for ‘being on the floor’
- I managed to walk some 10 000 steps in those 4 hours
- I was exhausted after the shift
- … I still don’t know the name of most of my co-workers
I may have missed some kind of traditional introduction … thing… as a new employee… or maybe I’m overthinking things again.
I was so exhausted that I fell asleep at 9:30 at night. I didn’t get up until 8 the following morning.
(I also posted this on Tumblr, but I haven’t decided which to keep - WordPress or Tumblr)