I've been told that I'm anal on the job quite often from my fellow employees. It's true though, I am anal about the way I do my job. As soon as I punch in, you'd think I'd have OCD or something along those lines with the way I organize all the drawers, separate the coupons from the bottle and coinstar slips, organize all the lotto tickets that have been redeemed by size, stock the cigarettes and actually enjoy doing all of that with a smile on my face...but that's just the way I am. I find it hard to function in a work environment that's disorganized and where plastered smiles and ass-kissing are an everyday occurance.
I though i was the only one who smiles at work....erm....Ignore that comment.
You do all that and still keep a smile on your face?
Your starting to scare me, oh well! I scare my self!
Ha. There's this greeter at work named Bill. I was in the learning center with him one day while he was working on re-taking some learning CD's, and I was looking over his shoulder while he was doing the "Sexual Harrassment in the Workplace" disk.
Haha...
"Bill, you're so going to fail this one."
"It's a miracle I passed it the first time."
Anyway, I have to keep busy behind the service desk, because where it's positioned at the front and center of the store it feels like everyone's staring at you when you're doing nothing. Working up there has given me slight paranoia.
Hybrid Mode
