Reflection: My first week cashiering

When I applied as a cashier I did so because I need a job where I stay busy, it’s something I know I can do, it’s an easier job to get, and I need the money. When the retailer I accepted the job with made me an offer I was ecstatic, I absolutely loved working for them ages ago and the pay is better than other retailers. Looking back so many other good things have happened since accepting the job, none of which I expected. 

One of the most exciting side effects of my first week cashiering is I’ve lost weight!!! I don’t know how much, but I can see a difference. I didn’t realize how sedimentary my life had gotten, but between walking to the bus and standing on my feet hour after hour, reaching left and right, bending, squatting, and lifting I and submitting up! The first few days of work I came home extremely sore from using muscles I wasn’t used to using for long, apparently during my exhaustion my muscles kept burning fat. Yay muscles!

The down side to cashiering is that my Achilles tendinitis is killing me each night. I’m trying to limit my ibuprofen intake to 2 every other night and hot baths each morning and so far it’s going ok. Had I worked more than 4 hours both Monday and Tuesday I don’t think I could have made it though, my legs needed a break. Good news though, I was able to walk to the store today without any issues or pain 🙂

Years ago I worked for this retailer a few months while pregnant. I was a cashier, sales associate, and fitting room attendant (not able to do much at the end of my pregnancy), all of which I enjoyed. Well, times change and I’m happy being a cashier. I know I can cross train into other positions and possible pull in more hours that way, but I’m good for now, the sales floor just doesn’t sound appealing right now. Aside from being slower, more boring in ways, sales rep would require me walking, squatting, stretching, and lifting to put things away or get them down and with my Achilles already suffering just standing I don’t want to push it any further. I know, first payday I will be investing in shoe inserts, praying they help a ton. 

Another surprise I discovered is how natural I am at selling things (upselling, promoting). Credit cards, discount programs, promotional items…I have a knack for mentioning it then casually overcoming objections without offending or irritating people. I do tend to use humor at times to cushion things, but all in all, where they sign on or not I send them home thinking about it. Lol one of my favorite lines is “why wouldn’t you want to save?” or “may I ask why not?” Of course I don’t use these on everyone, timing and reading the situation ate a must, but these are effective on the right people. I do try to watch what I say, I’m a former 3rd party collector and sometimes I feel old tactics creep up (examples above are bordering this line) which is why I prefer humor. I’m not proud of the things I’ve said as a collector even though it got results, it’s the reason I left that job. 

So after a week I am happy. Do I think I will go full time or do this for life? No, but I don’t see me leaving even if I chose to go back into the medical field. Weekends are my favorite, Thursday-Sunday, so those are always an option if I find another career. 

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Special moments

Special moments, I don’t get many of these with my son now that he’s going on 16, so when I do they stand out and fill my heart. Tonight I came home from work extremely sore due to my Achilles tendinitis, my son had done everything I had asked of him. From the dishes to mopping I had very little left to do and most of that could wait. I started cooking dinner, our homemade and far better version of Cheeseburger Mac, when my son appears and takes over browning and seasoning the beef. He had me assist some but for the most part it was him cooking dinner. It felt heavenly to be able to sit and relax a bit and it’s a relief seeing him work so hard to show support of me going back to work, a move that benefits him greatly. 🙂 Since I started back working my son has truly transformed into a supportive young man and as I sit here I’m tearing up from the joy and pure love I feel. I love him so much. Thank you Lord.

Bound Beauty

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I can’t even begin explaining how this picture makes me feel…it’s me.

Bound Beauty

I am so full of love, passion, energy, and more all bound up. Few can see what’s hiding in me, those who can only catch glimpses; a flash of light in my eyes, a spark that escapes when touched…all of it bound, carefully hidden.
I shrug away from affection, hugs filled with love and comfort. Eye contact is strained, carefully shuttered. My body heavy, plain with the unattractive material binding me, hiding me. I draw and paint, pierce and decorate, a poor interpretation of the vibrant beauty hidden away. You can’t see me!
You can’t know…

-Hapless Confusion 2016