Intro: Awaiting the Rain
My mood is evolving from distant and angry to awake and upbeat. I have searched long and attempted many different theories on how to break through depression. It is a chronic, heredity disease in my family. I haven’t, as of yet, allow it prolonged control in me. The chill of the wind is reverting the progress, though. I have been waiting over ten minutes, and when you have keys to enter a building your patience is limited. I reach in my pocket for my cell to check the time when I see him.
There is no quickness to his walk. This is in part due to his disregard, his laziness, and to his 350 pound frame. If you ever wondered why a cow might die if you pushed them over he is the human example of it.
“Sorry, I had to get my coffee and bagel.” Dunkin Donuts bag firmly in hand I don’t say anything as I unlock the door. Arguing to reach an agreement or a conclusion is always worthwhile, but neither will ever come talking with him. This is a knowledge that took long to accept, but now that I am there it is unwavering.
The day starts out empty. No customers. The store is kind of trashed from the night before. Our District Manager has been giving us a headache lately, so there is a list of her ‘To Do’s’. There is anger in me as I look it over. The inherent respect I granted her has been chastised away by her utter incompetence. Most of the list consists of things that are either already done or non-existent. Such as, ‘Make sure the cleat wall is per plan’ Done. ‘Check to see if there is a sign for the skateboards’. There isn’t. These are things she should know – or at least find out before telling us to do them. The thought here has always been that she simply needs to fill up a list so those above her see she is evaluating her stores. However, if those higher ups were doing their jobs they should see through her bullshit. They never do.
I hate this company. It is forming into an encompassing, resounding type that spins me to the point of vertigo. The store manager is off today. I am relieved. Her moods have been a pendulum lately. Maybe there is truth to never leaving behind the mentality of high school. But some sort of professionalism should be a requisite for management. At first I was amused at her drunken, obsessive tales. However, a girl who is a tease is only more annoying when she is relaying the details of her teases.
There are storm clouds on the horizon. A new supervisor has started to train and news that internal theft is about has started circulating. The decline in sales is also a concern. This store would be in the top ten of the company to close first if things continue this way. I don’t know. I may get out before any axes come down. I may not be able to. I will try and lay back and absorb the environment. Even in drama there is humor. Just like there is tragedy in love. I will find the lines in between and seek the meaning there.
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