If someone would have told me 5 years ago that I would hate working at a record store, I would have told them they were fucking crazy. But, here I am about to rant about another miserable fucking day at work.
"Being the main cog in a well oiled machine is not all its cracked up to be."
So, my day started out OK, I only had one annoying note on my desk about some DVD's that needed to be priced but, overall a good morning. The shippments were easy and I got everything done quickly. I even came in late just so I could get some extra sleep, and nobody said anything. Well, I knew this day had to be to good to be true, that some creeping evil was lurking around the corner and like always I was right.
It all started with a massive shippment that I recieved the day before. My bosses had told me to "just recieve it and put it back in their boxes, we'll go through it and have someone price them for you." I was perfectally happy to get out of pricing 721 units so, of course I complied.
Well this evening while I'm trying to clean up my recieving area one of my bosses comes up to me and tells me "I have to have you sign this incedent report." She told me she was writing me up because there where new releases in that shippment that didn't hit the floor on their "street date." For those of you who don't know "street dates" are VERY serious things nowadays, if a new release hits the floor before or after the "street date" the distributor can "blacklist" the entire company from ever recieving new releases again. Now, heres the catch...For me to tell when the "street date" of an item is I have to be on the pricing screen of my computer, the only reason for me to be on the pricing screen is so that I can...price (are you following me here?)
Needless to say I was quite on the defensive about being written up for something that wasn't my fault. But that wasn't the end of it. After my boss ran a couple verbal circles around me about how she was right and I was wrong (because shes the boss, duh) she then sited another unknown (to me) similar incident that had occured a week before.
Once again I had recieved another huge shippment and needed some help with it. Conviently enough the store was going to be closed till mid-afternoon because of some plumbing problems we were having. So, the sales clerks and supervisors were able to do the pricing for me while all I had to do is recieve the shipment into our inventory. But, apparently some of the sales clerks and supervisors put new releases out on the floor before their "street dates" (BIG no, no) and once again I was the one fingered for the mistake. So, having been completly ignored the last time I tried to defend myself, this time I just rolled over and took it up the ass.
I walked out side smoked two cigarettes in a row and let my thoughts of homocide stew in my brain. Man this day sucked!
"Being the main cog in a well oiled machine is not all its cracked up to be."
So, my day started out OK, I only had one annoying note on my desk about some DVD's that needed to be priced but, overall a good morning. The shippments were easy and I got everything done quickly. I even came in late just so I could get some extra sleep, and nobody said anything. Well, I knew this day had to be to good to be true, that some creeping evil was lurking around the corner and like always I was right.
It all started with a massive shippment that I recieved the day before. My bosses had told me to "just recieve it and put it back in their boxes, we'll go through it and have someone price them for you." I was perfectally happy to get out of pricing 721 units so, of course I complied.
Well this evening while I'm trying to clean up my recieving area one of my bosses comes up to me and tells me "I have to have you sign this incedent report." She told me she was writing me up because there where new releases in that shippment that didn't hit the floor on their "street date." For those of you who don't know "street dates" are VERY serious things nowadays, if a new release hits the floor before or after the "street date" the distributor can "blacklist" the entire company from ever recieving new releases again. Now, heres the catch...For me to tell when the "street date" of an item is I have to be on the pricing screen of my computer, the only reason for me to be on the pricing screen is so that I can...price (are you following me here?)
Needless to say I was quite on the defensive about being written up for something that wasn't my fault. But that wasn't the end of it. After my boss ran a couple verbal circles around me about how she was right and I was wrong (because shes the boss, duh) she then sited another unknown (to me) similar incident that had occured a week before.
Once again I had recieved another huge shippment and needed some help with it. Conviently enough the store was going to be closed till mid-afternoon because of some plumbing problems we were having. So, the sales clerks and supervisors were able to do the pricing for me while all I had to do is recieve the shipment into our inventory. But, apparently some of the sales clerks and supervisors put new releases out on the floor before their "street dates" (BIG no, no) and once again I was the one fingered for the mistake. So, having been completly ignored the last time I tried to defend myself, this time I just rolled over and took it up the ass.
I walked out side smoked two cigarettes in a row and let my thoughts of homocide stew in my brain. Man this day sucked!
A few days before I was supposed to go back to Chicago for college, I broke my collarbone and had to take the quarter off. So I'm staying with my mom in North Carolina...I've been here for about 2 months. Going back home on Sunday.
Wow....I never would have thought a record store job would suck either, but I guess it has it's bad days as well.
Curi.