Retail: My idea of Hell.

ATTENTION EVERYONE:

For those who are interested in working in retail,

Think again.

Working in retail can (read: WILL) result in the employee:

- Losing faith in humanity

- Depressed

- Traumatised

If you still aren't convinced, here is an urbandictionary entry for the word Retail:

One of the shittiest professions...One that causes much depression, psychosis, anger, jealousy, frustration, and anxiety. It is extremely degrading. They never pay people what they are worth; the workers have to deal with a bunch of crap while getting paid peanuts.

That will be all.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME.

... Seriously. Today was a hectic day.

This morning I skipped breakfast to go to the National Archives, where I (hopefully) managed to gather enough information for my research project.

The study finished at 12, where I was subsequently kicked out of the building since it closed at the time.

I walked back to the shop, where my dad wanted me to work for about two hours.

When I arrived at the shop, I saw my dad running after someone.

Thinking it was some careless customer who forgot their wallet or something (This happens quite often), I went to the counter and watched the shop as usual.

When he returned, however, he brought back one of those huge teddy bears that everyone seems to have a fascination with and touches. And I know that he didn't take it with him when he ran.

Some bitch actually had the gall to steal a teddybear that is about as tall as a seven year old. I am serious.

After that, I had to deal with this idiot wannabe-shoplifter who tried to steal a cellphone when he thought I wasn't looking. And I was staring at him at that point.

When I told him to give me back the phone, he tried to "Explain" that he thought it was a phone.

Riiiiight.

Please tell me I'm not the only one who hates customers. Stupid, idiotic customers.