Wanna thank you


As many of you already know, before I graduated from college and got a real job, I worked for Walmart.

It was an experience I did not enjoy.

That experience gave me a lot of reasons for telling people that a job at Walmart is a last resort, bottom of the barrel, what-you-do-when-you-can’t-pay-your-rent-and-have-absolutely-no-other-options kind of career choice. One of the biggies, believe it or not, is the way they schedule absolutely every single employee to work on Thanksgiving Day.

When I worked at Walmart, I was not available to work on Thursdays. I was a part time employee and, as a student, I had arranged my life so that I worked on Friday evening and on Saturday and Sunday afternoon/evening. Those were the only times I was available. They scheduled me to work on Thanksgiving and I said, “I’m sorry, I don’t work on Thursdays. I don’t care if it’s Thanksgiving, I’m not available to work on Thanksgiving.”

They didn’t care. They scheduled me anyway. I called out. They fired me.

Of course, they said it was because I had so many absences that one more was just the straw that broke the HR back. And that was true, too. But the fact is that they scheduled me to work on a day that I wasn’t available to work and then, when I didn’t work that day, they fired me.

Such is the world of a Walmart employee.
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Wake me up inside


I am at work right now.

I get paid to be here for eight hours a day but, most days, if I can’t make up something for myself to do, then I have nothing to do.

This is turning out to be one of those days. I suppose if I were to put enough energy into it, I could come up with a project that would keep my occupied until my 4pm conference call.

This is a weird job. It’s not the kind of position where you do much of anything. Instead, you spend your days thinking a lot and attending meetings and networking with people and going to conferences and writing reports and making plans that you hope somebody will eventually implement. Oh, and you drink a lot of hot beverages (coffee and/or tea).

If any of the plans I have already made get implemented, then I will have things to do because I will have programs to run. That will be exciting and it’ll be even more exciting if said programs end up doing good things for people’s lives and for the local economy. While I wait (mostly I’m waiting for money), I get to make up stuff to do.

Just to give you an idea of how bad this is, I’m sitting here contemplating eating lunch at 11:20am, just because I don’t have anything else to do and it’ll pass a little time. That’s bad.

I probably shouldn’t complain. I’m getting paid for all this waste of my time.

If all else fails, I guess I can always get to work on my Christmas shopping …