I wrote this post a while back about my temp job. I am not sure I am going back to it, at this point I have gotten picky what I spend my time doing. Plus, I am still waiting for my stamina to come back!
The beginning of July when we were on the ferry going to Seattle I got a call from an unknown phone number. I answered it -- turns out it was a pre-screening call for an interview at a big-box store that I shop at All The Time. A couple months ago they had a sign in the window they were hiring, and temporary work at this time is very appealing, so I went online and applied.
I answered their textbook questions : " Tell me about your cash handling experience" "Tell me about a time you gave excellent customer service" and got a call to come in for an interview with the store operations manager. When I passed muster I was set up to meet the store manager to sign off on hiring me. Then there was a background and DRUG test. If you have never had a drug test... it is a strange thing. You cannot wash your hands. You cannot flush the toilet. You cannot bring anything in the room with you like a purse. When you do get to wash your hands, you are watched.
All for a temp job, at a third of my previous payrate. After almost 15 hours of online training, including warnings verbally and in video about unions (this store chain does not have a union) I was on the salesfloor this past weekend. Result?
1. I love working.
2. I am not a very good turn-off-the-brain follow policies to the end of the earth type person.
3. It is an eye-opener kind of job. Positions like this are how people can be working more than fulltime and still need assistance like food stamps... this is not a liveable wage. If they are a family this income would meet the poverty threshold. Plus, how could they hire quality childcare if the going rate is 2/3 their monthly income?
I tried not to sound snarky when a gal my age came up next to me and asked if I had worked anywhere before this. I don't tell my coworkers what I do, I just say I have lots-o-cashiering experience. Working in a store with 150 other employees, there are funky little power and favoritism issues that I already notice one week in. BUT I love working in this store... I will get to learn about all sorts of things I am clueless about, and we all know how much I love learning new stuff!
Friday, August 26, 2011
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I guess you're appendages are behaving nicely for you to get a job that seems pretty physical. Good for you, but the wages, especially for cashiers are way too low to live on, especially with kids. I was a supervisor at a drug store chain while I was going to college. After three months of training, which I did get paid for, I decided that this was like going to the gym every day. You were the next person down from store manager and you handled everything and anything that needed to be done to keep the store going smoothly. From stocking shelves, counting the money in the safe every hour in rotation with other supervisors. Yes, even cashiering when needed. It was a very good wage at that time for retail, but working all kinds of shifts, days, nights or weekends, I went back to working for attorneys and aerospace was a lot less physical, the hours were 9 to 5 with weekends off and a little more mentally challenging. Besides I can dress in my designer clothes. Just saying....
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