Bitch, Moan and a Whinge

(Written at work)

Well most of you know where I work and if you don't then maybe you can guess from this entry.

Now don't get me wrong, I don't mind working there, I have many friends and I like using the register, playing with the make-up and interacting with some customers - only some!

Anyway many things have peeved me off recently and have built up over time. Take yesterday (Saturday afternoon the 28th) for example...

It was hot, the store was hot, I was hot and bored so customers - don't come and piss me off or I will piss you off and no I DO NOT CARE. I'm here to serve you, so be a nice customer or you'll get the service you otherwise deserve.

In front of my register desk is a shelf full of watches. They shit me to tears. We have to keep it neat as its one of the first things customers see when they walk past.

Now seriously, why would you come and look at watches on the shelf, mess them up, put them in the wrong spot and let them fall down, when you can clearly see I'm trying to tidy them up? For ages no one looks at them, then BANG! As soon as I'm there its like a swarm of bees trying to fight to look at frickin watches. FUCK OFF!

Then I get complaints from these bees about the bloody watches - 'What price is this?' Look on the shelf idiot or the back of the packet - the price is clearly there I'm not your slave. 30 seconds after writing that I had to do a price check for a frickin watch. Yay.

I hate people hanging around. I hate getting asked where something is a million times when they are too slack to look - its right behind you silly! What's also annoying is people bringing their kids at 8:30am in the bloody morning! I mean come on! I'm tired, I don't need your bratty kids in here, screaming and yelling absurdities and messing up the make-up at this time. Piss off and take them to the movies or some place that'll scare the shit out of them, or better still, keep them at home watching Video Hits and cartoon like normal parents would.

Another thing - and its happening right now - I've heard the same song played about 5 times from the Electronics Department. Not a bad song but by the 3rd time I'm kinda over it. They were playing Human Nature's new cd, then switched to techno. Plus above my head I have the Golden Oldies music that plays throughout the store so I'm stuck in a two song world here. At least I have variety.

As you can tell I'm quite bored and have nothing to do. I'm working 10-5 on a Sunday and have my hour break at 1pm. So now I'm doing nothing and saving what's under the desk (make-up stock) to put out after my break.

Work has its perks though. I can call someone to come and take my rubbish away, I get to use the phone and call Katie in the change rooms, I can call people to my service when I need them for something, I can't leave my area so I can just chill behind my desk and do nothing, I can use the loudspeaker so you can here my lovely voice throughout the store, and I get to play with the make-up and see the latest products come out and go to different make-up brands promotions/schools. Also I can work out how much make-up is a rip off and a waste of time - some of the things are ridiculous - like eyebrow pencils, little concealer sticks worth like $30 and so on. I only really like the lipglosses now and girls, mascaras are all the same even if they claim they plump, boost, lengthen, volumise, give shocking lengths, hydrate, curl, architect build, volume shock, or give your lashes 2000 calories - wtf? They are doing the same thing, coating your lashes and giving a slight curl. I'm yet to find one that is clump free - even the ones that say they are, have clumps.

The only people making a profit are the make-up companies. They laugh in the face of people who use make-up as we don't really need it. Can you imagine a world without it? I don't think so. We've all been brainwashed into using it and seeing it on nearly everyone. I'm guilty of using it as most of you are, but I'm not obsessed with it and don't rely on it. Kudos to the chicks who have the confidence to not wear it. We see the products on models in magazines which are airbrushed to the max, who probably aren't even wearing any make-up and it is all computer generated. We look at these advertisements and are influenced by them and want to look like the model but we're being conned into it. Working in the cosmetic industry, you realise a lot of things. Make-up is a lie and a cover-up for what you really look like. Why should you rely on make-up to give you confidence? I saw a girl at the gym, who was slim, fit and gorgeous - except for the 5cm layer of make-up on her face! Why on earth would you wear make-up to the gym? That's disgusting - you sweat like a pig (unless you're slack) and your make-up would be clogging up your pores and not allowing your skin to breathe. Gross. Another thing - guys absolutely hate the stuff!

Ok back to things that peeve me off. There's this one particular manager who keeps calling me Kirsty. This morning she even looked right at my name tag and called me Kirsty. What an idiot. Can't you read? She's a cow anyway. Then there's this chick on the front desk who is a total bitch who everyone hates. One minute she's nice, next she's barking in your face. I've lost all respect for her.

One last thing - I hate people complaining to me about shit, it's not my fault we don't have certain stuff in stock, go away, complain to the managers, or go to another store, I'm sure **** won't mind the loss especially since they are saving soooooo much money by not using the air conditioner. Tight asses. Better still go complain to the chick at the front desk - that'll make her day.

And to the guy that pulled out in front of on-coming traffic on Nepean Hwy - you fucking moron! And yes you bloody well deserved my horn you idiot. Unlike some people I can drive and know the rules - shuddup Rich and Bram :p

P.S. I was told I look like an 18 year old yesterday by James. What a sweetie - at least I'll look 2 years younger off my original age when I'm older like in my 30's or 40's HaHa!

P.P.S. Drivers with 'You're too close...BACK OFF!' written on the back of their cars are just asking for the opposite. They may as just have stuck up:

'I'm a slow driver, feel free to ride up my ass and I might get the idea of driving a bit faster or at least reach the speed limit'