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Jul. 31st, 2011 08:18 amWell. I was having an okay day.
Until the end of the night, when I was one of the lucky people called back for a meeting with our store manager. Which was about our grassroots survey, covering working conditions and how we the employees feel.
He... basically stood back there kissing his own ass for like twenty minutes, this apparently being his idea of a peptalk, and encouraged tobe honest give the store a good review. And then made us watch a video he'd made himself, with pictures he took and I Believe I Can Fly for the soundtrack, and just.
God damn that bastard to hell.
I mean he only reminded me of everything that's been utterly miserable about this store since he started, and there were pictures in that video of people smiling that I cannot honestly remember the last time I'd seen them with real smiles on their faces. And people who have quit. It was supposed to be some kind of before and after shit, but I don't think he realized.
I felt like I was going to throw up.
In eight years I have never given this store such a solidly bad review.
Until the end of the night, when I was one of the lucky people called back for a meeting with our store manager. Which was about our grassroots survey, covering working conditions and how we the employees feel.
He... basically stood back there kissing his own ass for like twenty minutes, this apparently being his idea of a peptalk, and encouraged to
God damn that bastard to hell.
I mean he only reminded me of everything that's been utterly miserable about this store since he started, and there were pictures in that video of people smiling that I cannot honestly remember the last time I'd seen them with real smiles on their faces. And people who have quit. It was supposed to be some kind of before and after shit, but I don't think he realized.
I felt like I was going to throw up.
In eight years I have never given this store such a solidly bad review.