yesterday i had the retail equivalent to getting all geared up for a recruitment event only to be overwhelmed by a group of potential volunteers who smoke a lot of weed and don't have cars. in other words, i spent all day running up and down stairs, braving the stock room, finding visual staff to strip mannequins in order to find just the right size - only to sell NOTHING. it was painful and made me feel like i'm not good at my job. to make matters even worse, i had a fabulous day of selling on saturday - i even made a $2300 sale to a dentist who wanted to outfit his staff (hello...are you hiring?!?)....but then yesterday he came back and returned $1500 of it! now that i'm working on the tiniest amount of commission they are keeping track of our returns - i hate feeling like i have failed.
i came home a pile of broken. ABN tried to soothe my weary bones (and feet) with red wine and a black and white cookie. there might have been a few tears - which only made me feel more pathetic - am i really crying over retail? this isn't suicide people. i think it was just a build up. ABN and i had such a great run of days (dinner at our place with a friend, dinner saturday night with one of my coworkers, he's been happy at work, i've been happy at work...maybe we can do this west coast thing) and then crash and burn - my day sucks and all i can think about is how much i miss my CURLY friend. and the next thing i know, i'm in tears over a couple of sweaters...sick.
i have the day off today which is a good and bad thing - nice to not go back to the scene of the crime but i also realize that by being forced to go back i would be forced to get over it...now. but a day of sulking should be allowed once in a while.
i plan to post again later today (by writing that, to all of you readers, i'm hoping i actual feel the pressure to do it) with some character descriptions (remember i'm trying to write). stay tuned...
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