Retail Worker's Lament

I work in the retail sector.
I smile all day long.
I hear the same lame jokes
and pretend to laugh along.

"If it doesn't scan its free""
I hear sixty times a day.
I smile and say "No it's not"
because I really need the pay.

"The price is too high' "Can I bring it back".
I wonder why they came.
I nod, agree and just play dumb.
I know how to play this game.

If you've never worked in retail
you've no clue what I mean.
The way some people treat you
can't be believed until its seen.

My co-workers keep me sane.
They know all about retail
and how if we acted on our thoughts
we'd likely end up in jail.

To work in the retail sector
takes a special kind of person I think
and of course its a really big help
if you're crazy and you drink.




01/06/2019
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Ermine Avatar
August 29, 2020 at 2:12 AM
Francine, I'm becoming a fan of your easy, yet aggressive style. (hope that makes sense) - Yes, I've worked in retail, shoes, just six months. Many painful aspects of it for sure! Good on you for keeping up your spirits ( one from within as well)! - it's testing. You conveyed the opportunistic customers so well here.
Keely Avatar
August 25, 2020 at 4:21 PM
Funny - and true!
Gauthier Avatar
June 1, 2019 at 10:07 PM
You have the solution, Francine. Keep smiling - best way to deal with this abuse. And keep refilling that glass.
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