It seems alcohol is needed to prevent Pola from turning into a zombie. Now a mass zombie outbreak is imminent!
Reminds me of a weird game. The protagonist is bitten and needs something called "zombeer" to keep him in human form. Too little zombeer and he becomes a brain eating zombie, but too much zombeer kills him. You need to constantly pay attention to his zombeer meter while playing. Not exactly a good game, just....weird.
People that act like retail is actually some sort of tough job amuse me to no end. It's such a ridiculously easy job, you're often getting paid simply to punch buttons for a few hours and fake smile. You want to trade? I'll stand behind a register and pretend to be nice, you can come load these 1500+ boxes with an average weight of 30 pounds, but ranging to about 100 at times.
The target is seven per minute,if you do less then six you'll get written up. No breaks, no air conditioning, current temperature about 95 before humidity is factored. Try not to be like the dude last week that passed out and literally broke his face (and a few teeth) by breaking his fall onto the concrete floor with it, or the one that tumbled into a belly and snapped his leg, or the dude that mangled his fingers in a conveyor belt, or... well you get the picture.
You don't exactly say the opposite thing to say how tough retail is.
I know that much, as I sit on a chair all day, punching a computer key board, skimming facebook in work hours, literally read Manga/Light Novels during work, having chats over the internet, also in working time. Basically, it's like I'm at work just to play. Yet I'm still dead tired and would drop to sleep any time my back hit and kind of grounds.
That was hard on me. Something like having to do that but with more contacts with more people and try to please them? I'm shivering just by the thought.
People that act like retail is actually some sort of tough job amuse me to no end. It's such a ridiculously easy job, you're often getting paid simply to punch buttons for a few hours and fake smile. You want to trade? I'll stand behind a register and pretend to be nice, you can come load these 1500+ boxes with an average weight of 30 pounds, but ranging to about 100 at times.
The target is seven per minute,if you do less then six you'll get written up. No breaks, no air conditioning, current temperature about 95 before humidity is factored. Try not to be like the dude last week that passed out and literally broke his face (and a few teeth) by breaking his fall onto the concrete floor with it, or the one that tumbled into a belly and snapped his leg, or the dude that mangled his fingers in a conveyor belt, or... well you get the picture.
The thing is, working in retail doesn't always mean you work in a supermarket where all you do is man the register. Convenience Stores and small shops are worse because you not only have to man the register but also clean the store, stock up the goods and keep track of what is coming in and out of the store like bread. Then comes nightshift where you have to deal with the storeroom in the back.
People that act like retail is actually some sort of tough job amuse me to no end. It's such a ridiculously easy job, you're often getting paid simply to punch buttons for a few hours and fake smile. You want to trade? I'll stand behind a register and pretend to be nice, you can come load these 1500+ boxes with an average weight of 30 pounds, but ranging to about 100 at times.
The target is seven per minute,if you do less then six you'll get written up. No breaks, no air conditioning, current temperature about 95 before humidity is factored. Try not to be like the dude last week that passed out and literally broke his face (and a few teeth) by breaking his fall onto the concrete floor with it, or the one that tumbled into a belly and snapped his leg, or the dude that mangled his fingers in a conveyor belt, or... well you get the picture.
Oh yeah, sure. Working in retail is heaven. There are no mental repercussions for faking a smile for whole days/weeks/months/years. No managers who think you can be at three locations at the same time. No "costumers" who literally throw shit at you. And you definitely don't get a loaded gun aimed at your head one or two times a year. No, Sir, that doesn't happen.
Oh yeah, sure. Working in retail is heaven. There are no mental repercussions for faking a smile for whole days/weeks/months/years. No managers who think you can be at three locations at the same time. No "costumers" who literally throw shit at you. And you definitely don't get a loaded gun aimed at your head one or two times a year. No, Sir, that doesn't happen.
Retail isn't that ghastly as you make it sound, I've worked a lot in retail before and in lots of jobs. The most taxing I've had so far is in catering. Working in a kitchen can sometimes be easy, but not if you do over 9 hours a day and especially during the summer. Working right next to a hot oven/gas hobs at 38C when there is no AC, a broken ventilation (couldn't be fixed for 2 weeks), is a very tough call. You're expected to meet supply and demand, because being slow can have consequences for the restaurant and the waiters who serve the food, because they get yelled at.
That said, it's rewarding when people enjoy what you make.
Retail isn't that ghastly as you make it sound, I've worked a lot in retail before and in lots of jobs. The most taxing I've had so far is in catering. Working in a kitchen can sometimes be easy, but not if you do over 9 hours a day and especially during the summer. Working right next to a hot oven/gas hobs at 38C when there is no AC, a broken ventilation (couldn't be fixed for 2 weeks), is a very tough call. You're expected to meet supply and demand, because being slow can have consequences for the restaurant and the waiters who serve the food, because they get yelled at.
That said, it's rewarding when people enjoy what you make.
Oh don't I know that one. Was a Waiter for nearly three years, in a riverside pub. One of the most idyllic locations, to boot. Almost all summer, it was trading 30+ Celsius in the kitchen, for pretty much the same outside, with customers lined up OUTSIDE just to get to the bar, even WITH all three tills open. Winter was also rough, from the end of November to the second week of January, with Christmas menu. Oh, and what's that, you want to have Christmas Day off? NOPE, GET YOUR ASS IN THAT KITCHEN AND WORK!
There is a REASON I don't want to go back to Hospitality, and that is simply because I can't keep the pace I was forced to run at at that pub. I physically can't handle it. People call it one of the easiest jobs in the world, but I'd invite them to do the shifts I've done, including a close followed up by an open, that is to say 5-6pm until Kitchen is closed and cleaned (namely 10:30pm average), then noon the next day, when you're only just getting home around midnight and have to be out the door at 10:30am just to get the bus in time to get to the pub.
Still sounds easy? Throw in irregular sleep patterns and narcolepsy too. Oh and an asshole of a Manager who expects you to do the work of about 5 people, when you're all alone on a busy shift, doesn't care about any other commitments you have, chews you out if you're even a minute late because of the traffic/bus was late/etc, and then as soon as its dead, sends you home, even if you need the extra 2-3 hours pay.
Net Total: REALLY BAD TIME in a job with barely any thanks, and ALL OF THE BLAME if something went wrong.