Hey, we all bitch sometime now, don’t we? Haha, now it’s my turn.
For those of you who are unaware, I work for Target, that big bullseye corporation conglomerate coo-coo house. Then again, what retail job isn’t filled with some kind of crazy weirdness? Anyways, I am basically the owner of the electronics backroom. Fitting, is it not? I make sure everything is located correctly in our backroom so that when something needs to be pulled out to the floor, it’s where it’s supposed to be, and easy to get. I’m the chief organizer of that room. My weekend is Tuesday/Wednesday, since I have school on Monday/Tuesday nights (and it would be a heck of a pain to have to wake up at 2 AM the morning afterwards). I come in this morning to find, well… take a look.
Lots of Crap - Click for Larger Image
I’m obviously kind of ticked off. It pretty much looks like no one did any work in my backroom in the past two days. I’ve got four hours to make things look good. This includes that tub in the front, that cart in the middle, that silver rack on the right side, and boxes upon boxes of books hiding right behind that cart. So what do I do?
No Crap - Click for Larger Image
I get it done. I work too hard, haha.
