The past month or so, it seems managers have been scheduling me to work alone on whatever side of the store building i’m scheduled to be.
Since I’m a cart pusher, that means the parking lots.
The store has 3 entrances. Grocery, Home, Apparel.
Grocery is the hardest one, because that side of the building is hills and shit. Home and Apparel parking lots are basically flat like fucking Kansas.
For nearly a month, they kept scheduling me on the grocery side only, but by myself. When there were 3 other people like me and they all got put on the Home and Apparel side. 3 people for the 2 easiest parts to work.
By way of comparison, there are 7 cart stalls/corrals on the Grocery side. And there are 7 stalls/corrals between the home and Apparel lots. So I was handling 7 by myself, and the other 3 were splitting 7 between them.
I finally brought it up to one of the managers. Asking why they kept scheduling me alone on the hardest lot to work (due to the hilly terrain). I said “When do I get to be on Home and Apparel side, too?” Meaning (in my head anyway) I wanna not always be scheduled alone. as in go where others are so I’m nut busting my ass solo.
Next day, they scheduled me on the Home and Apparel side. FUCKING ALONE. The other 3 got put on the grocery side, and manager said it’s because grocery side is “hard to do” and I said “Yeah, no fuckin shit. Especially when you’re by yourself.”
Then the other night, an even higher-up manager told me “We’re trying our best to rotate you out to home and apparel side so you aren’t always stuck on grocery. I know you brought that up to (other guy’s name)”
I said “No. What I complained about was being alone all the fuckin time while everyone else gets stuck elsewhere. It’s almost like people are avoiding me.”
I type all that to say this, I noticed that us outside/cart people seem to get the shit work/jobs nobody else wants to do. We have to collect all the trash, even the trash from baskets at the checkout registers/lanes. While the cashiers just fucking stand there and jerk the fuck off talking about how bored they are. We’re doing their trash.
A new task needs done, and it’s us outside people who get called to do it.
I remember one day in particular, it was hard keeping up with carts, and I was sorely tempted to pull an Ellis Wyatt (my favourite character from Atlas Shrugged) and let the cart return lobby empty out, since it was empty when I started.
I just wanted to let it empty out, and leave, but not before I post a sign on the door just as Ellis did on his oil wells…
"I am leaving it as I found it. Take over. It’s yours."