Working

I have a few things on my to-do list for this coming week.

  1. make niece and nephew gifts. I already have the idea and supplies, so I’m feeling good about this item. It’s just that there are twenty of them.
  2. make more Christmas cookies. I’ve stocked up on supplies, so I feeling pretty good about this one, too. My main concern is people eating the cookies while they’re in storage. Our gingerbread stash is dwindling, and it’s not because of me. I’m not feeling as strong about this now that I think about it.
  3. working at the neighborhood mall. I’m trying to keep busy — nothing really compares to the busy-ness that I experienced with The Barn, but this is close. Another location, another store, probably not as busy and not as good for me. Let me say some words about working there.
My job is retail, either on the sales floor or in the back. If I’m in the back, I’m most likely installing security sensors on the product. So if you enter my store, do not think about shoplifting. I don’t care if you have your kids, friends, or family members there to assist you. It’s illegal and morally not right. Your stereotypical profile really bums me out and lowers my morale.
Yes, you read that right. The stereotypical suspect looks like what you think. And they walk in every day. It’s disappointing, but true.