Wednesday, May 18, 2005
My life as a hardware associate at HD
Looking for cash and taking a suggestion from AARP, I applied on-line to Home Depot hoping they would take me in an out-of-town location. When that did not happen, I expanded my application to include Flemington and soon I received a call. They interviewed me and had me report for training that Saturday at 7:00 AM.
There were seven other trainees from all backgrounds. I would not be receiving a lot of money per hour, but I could get some cash to pay for the mounting expenses of building a home while supporting Damon. The plan is for me to work part-time while studying for my PA real estate license exam, then once passed, work for Ernie at REMax in Bethlehem, PA showing low-priced homes to buyers.
I always wanted to know what it was like to work part-time and on the sales floor. I found I knew some to get me through, but I began learning so much about tools and equipment. I made a few keys, which was easy for house keys.
My fellow workers were good to work with except for an old guy named Charlie, who wanted me to slow down and disappeared quite often leaving me on the floor alone for some time. I came home exhausted because you get an unpaid hour for lunch and a 15-minute break every two hours. I like to be up and about, but that seemed like a long time. The only way I was able to get the time to pass more quickly was to wait on customers. That was the best. I liked finding out the problem they had and suggesting a tool or a process that would solve it.
Donna was icy about the whole affair and would not get off the couch the entire weekend because I was not home. I changed, washed or put away dishes, then made meals, then washed and put away the dished for those. I also did the laundry and watered the lawn. I know she is suffering from depression because I am not making enough money for her to get her dream house, but I'd rather be doing something and making some cash while studying rather than just sitting at home. I don't think that would make her any happier.
Lately, she has perked up a bit since her spring program is about done. I redid a CD for the program for her at night. She was supposed to get table cloths and forks for the cake, but she just couldn't get up the strength to go out. Instead, she talked on the phone to her fellow music teacher, Tony and piano coustomers.
Well, this blog was to be about retail and it ended up about relationships. Why do we work in the first place? Is it not for our lifestyle or our family or relationships? I think so.
There were seven other trainees from all backgrounds. I would not be receiving a lot of money per hour, but I could get some cash to pay for the mounting expenses of building a home while supporting Damon. The plan is for me to work part-time while studying for my PA real estate license exam, then once passed, work for Ernie at REMax in Bethlehem, PA showing low-priced homes to buyers.
I always wanted to know what it was like to work part-time and on the sales floor. I found I knew some to get me through, but I began learning so much about tools and equipment. I made a few keys, which was easy for house keys.
My fellow workers were good to work with except for an old guy named Charlie, who wanted me to slow down and disappeared quite often leaving me on the floor alone for some time. I came home exhausted because you get an unpaid hour for lunch and a 15-minute break every two hours. I like to be up and about, but that seemed like a long time. The only way I was able to get the time to pass more quickly was to wait on customers. That was the best. I liked finding out the problem they had and suggesting a tool or a process that would solve it.
Donna was icy about the whole affair and would not get off the couch the entire weekend because I was not home. I changed, washed or put away dishes, then made meals, then washed and put away the dished for those. I also did the laundry and watered the lawn. I know she is suffering from depression because I am not making enough money for her to get her dream house, but I'd rather be doing something and making some cash while studying rather than just sitting at home. I don't think that would make her any happier.
Lately, she has perked up a bit since her spring program is about done. I redid a CD for the program for her at night. She was supposed to get table cloths and forks for the cake, but she just couldn't get up the strength to go out. Instead, she talked on the phone to her fellow music teacher, Tony and piano coustomers.
Well, this blog was to be about retail and it ended up about relationships. Why do we work in the first place? Is it not for our lifestyle or our family or relationships? I think so.
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