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So I suppose now would be a good time to speak about my place of employment. It's an important facet of my life considering how much time I spend here (not always a lot of time, but we'll get to that later).
Anyways I work at a college bookstore, with some extra time spent in the printing room. As exciting as that might sound I can assure you it is not all glamour and hot coeds. For many reasons:
1. I work at a satellite campus of the big huge campus. A few years ago Big College purchased Little College, and then promptly had no idea what to do with it. Ever since they have been generally running it into the ground. So therefore it's pretty dead here most of the time.
2. I don't work in a proper store. I have a window that people can come up to, to ask for stuff. Me interpreting their demands is half the fun of my job. Obviously this format is not conducive to lots of sales. They were thinking about building a real store here, but the sales were not good enough. Of course there is no sales because the damn store is a window, or a wicket if you like. A co-worker used to refer to the store as the "wicked wicket".
3. My campus only teaches the college upgrading high school courses, and the English as a Second Language classes. Neither of these categories produce a student that is either intelligent, or particularly communicative.
4. Teachers. As my job is combined with the print service I not only get to deal with students, but teachers as well. Individually they are nice, but they have the tendency to think that everyone else in the world is their student that doesn't know anything.
5. Working in an office setting. I don't know what it is like in other offices, but in mine the population of workers tends to be 98% middle aged women with grand-children. Also nice people, but little ground with which to build a conversation.
6. BUS PASSES! I was going to add several profanities there, but I thought I'm new so I better ease into that kind of thing. Bus passes are the bane of my existence here. This store is one of the few places that sells the discounted student bus pass, and since there is almost no parking around here everyone needs one. You might say that any business is good business surely, but you would be totally wrong. For each $54 pass sold the bookstore receives 32 cents. Now we usually sell about 400 passes in a month. I have no idea what that adds up to, and I'm too lazy to figure it out, but I bet you can get the idea. All the time and effort spent does not even come close to covering my salary. Oh well I suppose it's a customer service thing.
I was talking to Dave last night and he said he blogs because he likes to hear himself talk. Thanks for ruining the whole noble motive thing I posted earlier! Anyways I see I'm rambling on so I must like my own voice too much as well.
to be continued...dunh...dunh...duhhhhhhhhh
Anyways I work at a college bookstore, with some extra time spent in the printing room. As exciting as that might sound I can assure you it is not all glamour and hot coeds. For many reasons:
1. I work at a satellite campus of the big huge campus. A few years ago Big College purchased Little College, and then promptly had no idea what to do with it. Ever since they have been generally running it into the ground. So therefore it's pretty dead here most of the time.
2. I don't work in a proper store. I have a window that people can come up to, to ask for stuff. Me interpreting their demands is half the fun of my job. Obviously this format is not conducive to lots of sales. They were thinking about building a real store here, but the sales were not good enough. Of course there is no sales because the damn store is a window, or a wicket if you like. A co-worker used to refer to the store as the "wicked wicket".
3. My campus only teaches the college upgrading high school courses, and the English as a Second Language classes. Neither of these categories produce a student that is either intelligent, or particularly communicative.
4. Teachers. As my job is combined with the print service I not only get to deal with students, but teachers as well. Individually they are nice, but they have the tendency to think that everyone else in the world is their student that doesn't know anything.
5. Working in an office setting. I don't know what it is like in other offices, but in mine the population of workers tends to be 98% middle aged women with grand-children. Also nice people, but little ground with which to build a conversation.
6. BUS PASSES! I was going to add several profanities there, but I thought I'm new so I better ease into that kind of thing. Bus passes are the bane of my existence here. This store is one of the few places that sells the discounted student bus pass, and since there is almost no parking around here everyone needs one. You might say that any business is good business surely, but you would be totally wrong. For each $54 pass sold the bookstore receives 32 cents. Now we usually sell about 400 passes in a month. I have no idea what that adds up to, and I'm too lazy to figure it out, but I bet you can get the idea. All the time and effort spent does not even come close to covering my salary. Oh well I suppose it's a customer service thing.
I was talking to Dave last night and he said he blogs because he likes to hear himself talk. Thanks for ruining the whole noble motive thing I posted earlier! Anyways I see I'm rambling on so I must like my own voice too much as well.
to be continued...dunh...dunh...duhhhhhhhhh
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