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My letter of resignation

I still don't know if I'm going to actually give this to HR and Denise or if I'll just give them a simple note and leave this at service... I dunno...
I think I'll give a copy to Denise, a Copy in the count room. I promised Anthony I would leave it out for everyone to see. He was almost giddy.
He's quitting too.
We're gonna fuck um up.
October 2, 2001

To Whom It May Concern:

Today (October 2, 2001) will be my last day working here. I am not giving two weeks notice. I know that this will make me ineligible for rehire. When I returned to this store I was told repeatedly by Patricia that "retail doesn't change," and that was a warning I should have heeded. But she was wrong. It isn't that retail doesn't change; It's that this store doesn't change. I was given the job of the front-end asst. manager, but not the title, and not the pay. I am still to this day considered a part time associate, but I have been working 40 hours a week since I came back. My official title is front end supervisor, no different from any other supervisor, but I am expected to do more, more often, and with a higher degree of efficiency, simply because I was here before.
I could have petitioned for the pay I deserve for doing a manager's job. I could have insisted on a change in my part time status. I could have demanded part time hours, or a department change. But it just isn't worth it. Management has fallen into its same old patterns of the front end being someone else's problem. I am tired of the self important area managers (certainly not all of them) who wander to the front end and rip to shreds the supervisors for trying to do an impossible job in impossible circumstances, and still managing to smile through it. I am tired of any manager in this store who takes it upon themselves to not only reprimand but demean any associate in this store. No manager should reduce an employee to tears. And I've seen several of them do just that on numerous occasions.
Being told that I am not allowed to give cashiers breaks because we're just too busy is an inanity that doesn't deserve consideration. Being told that we must remain at the checkout stand at all times unless a manager is present (despite our repeated, unanswered calls for managers at the front end) is simply ludicrous.
When the management fault finds on us constantly, it's not really a surprise when they find things to complain about. We have backed up lines and things don't get done because we do not have the work force required for the job. It's just that simple. I realize that the store has to follow corporate policy. I realize that we are simply following the decrees of distant corporate drones that don't work in the store. I understand that this is all just policy. I don't personally blame the store personnel for the majority of what is wrong with the store. But neither can they be patted on the back for just rolling over and taking it and then blaming their floor associates, cashiers, and stockers for their own shortcomings.
What cinched my decision was the firing of Mike. He should have been written up. He should have been given a last warning. He should have been treated like a very valued and trusted and able employee. An asset. Instead, he was fired on the word of some higher manager who doesn't work in this store, doesn't know the employees, and didn't know what sort of person he was blithely getting rid of.
If this store is going to run roughshod over its employees like this, It's not a store I want to be employed at any longer.
I'm sorry that this will put the people I work with directly in a bad situation.
I am not sorry that this will inconvenience the store in general.

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disarrayed
Oct. 1st, 2001 10:22 pm (UTC)
add:

By the way, I 'cleaned' myself quite reguarly on all the deposit slips.

and it'll be perfect.
maddening
Oct. 2nd, 2001 07:35 am (UTC)
hah.
yeah ... I very well could.

I handle a LOT of money in a day. I was hoping I could get them to just fucking fire me.
Our upper limit on wire transfers is $500... I took one for $2,000 yesterday. Any check over $300 has to be signed by a manager.. I took one for $570 or so without even thinking about it.
There hasn't been one manager that I haven't said "SUUUURE" and hung up on this week...
but my luck? MY LUCK means that when I'm running around begging to be fired I just can't get them to do it.

I was thinking I should just start hitting customers....

bightchee
Oct. 1st, 2001 11:53 pm (UTC)
Make no appologies, hon: you don't owe them anything.
maddening
Oct. 2nd, 2001 07:35 am (UTC)
my mom said that same thing.

But then she gave me some hot cocoa.

bightchee
Oct. 2nd, 2001 09:07 pm (UTC)
Re:
Your mom always has to just ONE UP me, doesn't she?
paxsenarrion
Oct. 2nd, 2001 06:15 am (UTC)
Right on, sista!
Sadly, retailers, especially the big ones, are like this the world over. Even in the internet. Remind me to tell you, some time, about the day amazon.com decided that the people working at the computers would be more productive if they took away their chairs...

The only answer is to become self-employed, and in the meantime find yourself a nice, SMALL company to work for. Shit still goes down there, but it's on a lesser scale because you can look everyone in the eye.

By the way, what's the name of this place you work(ed) at so I can boycott their ass?

Be strong. I've never regretted walking away from amazon... you won't regret this, either.
maddening
Oct. 2nd, 2001 07:40 am (UTC)
Re: Right on, sista!
I knew better. I'd worked at the store before with the same people. I let myself be talked back there with a lot of promises from someone who was a friend and who I believed in and who was in a position to make those things work.
But, because his philosophies clashed with management, he was demoted.
I quit before because I was letting it stress me to the point of fearsome panic attack levels.
I'm quitting now because I can see that that is the only road this can possibly lead to.
I almost feel ASHAMED that I've let this shit lil job get me here...
Because it IS a shit little job... I just happen to be in that bizarre power structure in that shit little job.
k mart corp.
1600 west Big Beaver, Troy Michigan.

yes... their corp. headquarters is on a road called West Big Beaver.

And there's no way that this will be regretted.
frobisher
Oct. 2nd, 2001 05:13 pm (UTC)
Morons.

Of course, looking at this, I find myself coming up with the term "inconvenience store", which seems fairly useful...
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