This is a thread for stressed teens to talk about their work life. But keep it clean! No language. No sex.
OK, At work, (it's a thrift shop), it was getting pretty hectic. First, the temp manager had to deal with a douche who's been testing the weaknesses of the employees for more than a year (I never asked exactly how long). So the temp manager gets riled up and is stressed out about these old couple who keep squaking and hitting themselves (not each other, themselves) in their car and the temp manager wonders if she should interfere. Then I'm working with a woman on putting the kids' movies in one part of the store in another part where all the other VHS tapes are, and I suggest putting the kids' VHS's on the bottom shelf and the adult ones on top. She says it doesn't matter, but I'm wondering if parents would want the kids to even look at the covers. She says it doesn't matter again, so I let it go. After I go back inside to fix the VHS tapes she just dropped in the shelf, I find her shouting about how I'm imposing and trying to get my opinion throughout the whole store when I really offered a suggestion. She says I was playing God, and that set me off. She's been additudinal lately, and I think I should stay away from her until she can get her head straight. Either way, I won't be blamed for playing God. I admit I was mad enough to say "The bleep (I didn't say bleep) you just say to me?" I am not playing God. First of all, not only did she insult me as a Christian by saying I am pretending to be God by merely looking out for little kids I don't know when I was told for the first two years of my thrift store days to seperate kids films from adult films, and seperate the kids books from the novels, but she insulted God by calling him a controller and a puppeteer! God didn't create people so he could bend everyone's minds into his bidding all of the time. I'm sorry for this, but I need to let off steam. I said something I shouldn't have, but she said I told her to you know what, but I never threw names.
Basically, this thread is for stress at work and blowing off steam. Let's try to talk out our problems out and learn from them. I may be changing my hours there. Or I could apply to the dollar store down the road (once I get my diploma in shaving without cutting.
OK, At work, (it's a thrift shop), it was getting pretty hectic. First, the temp manager had to deal with a douche who's been testing the weaknesses of the employees for more than a year (I never asked exactly how long). So the temp manager gets riled up and is stressed out about these old couple who keep squaking and hitting themselves (not each other, themselves) in their car and the temp manager wonders if she should interfere. Then I'm working with a woman on putting the kids' movies in one part of the store in another part where all the other VHS tapes are, and I suggest putting the kids' VHS's on the bottom shelf and the adult ones on top. She says it doesn't matter, but I'm wondering if parents would want the kids to even look at the covers. She says it doesn't matter again, so I let it go. After I go back inside to fix the VHS tapes she just dropped in the shelf, I find her shouting about how I'm imposing and trying to get my opinion throughout the whole store when I really offered a suggestion. She says I was playing God, and that set me off. She's been additudinal lately, and I think I should stay away from her until she can get her head straight. Either way, I won't be blamed for playing God. I admit I was mad enough to say "The bleep (I didn't say bleep) you just say to me?" I am not playing God. First of all, not only did she insult me as a Christian by saying I am pretending to be God by merely looking out for little kids I don't know when I was told for the first two years of my thrift store days to seperate kids films from adult films, and seperate the kids books from the novels, but she insulted God by calling him a controller and a puppeteer! God didn't create people so he could bend everyone's minds into his bidding all of the time. I'm sorry for this, but I need to let off steam. I said something I shouldn't have, but she said I told her to you know what, but I never threw names.
Basically, this thread is for stress at work and blowing off steam. Let's try to talk out our problems out and learn from them. I may be changing my hours there. Or I could apply to the dollar store down the road (once I get my diploma in shaving without cutting.
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