Baked Beans...

Okay, please let me first start off by saying that I do love my job. I work in a book store; how many people can really say that?...don't answer that. I love knowing an ample amount about books and everything there is to know about books. I adore knowing an extensive amount about my company and holding my store up to its standards and trying our damnedest to exceed that standard. By the way, I say we because I am a Co-Manager at what is considered a "Super Store", which means that it is meant to have a 4 manager crew and usually we do. We have gone through the last 3 months with only 3 managers. Luckily, we had an associate that was always up for a new challenge, so we made her a "Key holder" and I can honestly say that I speak for the whole management team when I say that this past holiday season would of been much, much, much more rough without her as a key holder. I'm rambling....sorry. So, just remember...I do love my job.

I have been day dreaming lately about a job where I'm not someone's maid. Yes, I work in retail and I get the pleasure of cleaning up after every person that comes into the store, picks up a book or toy, and sets it down somewhere completely different. Please, do not insult me by sitting there and thinking: "oh my, well I've never done that". We all have and the sooner you come to terms with that the better. I know I'm saying "I" a lot, but please keep in mind that there are about 28 people in my store, including management, and most of them bust their asses just as much, if not more than I do. I do feel like we just follow grown toddlers around all day because of the mess they make. If everyone could pick up after themselves, or hell...even if you don't know where the merchandise goes, if you could just bring up front and tell us rather than leaving it some where else for us to find later. <--HUGE HELP!!!

I digress. Long story short; I do not want to work in retail for the rest of my life. Not that there is anything wrong with that, its just not what I want for my life. I do not think I could work at a desk for the rest of my life either but I have no idea what to do. Maybe it will hit me in a dream one night....I hope.


Peace,
Kaitlyn N. Newkirk-Ferguson