Here lately people are being dumb and are stealing things from my work. I have caught several of them, but I still say nothing. I stand there and watch them with their stolen item walk out of the store. I really can't explain exactly why I let them steal, but I'll try. I'm afraid to say something. I'm afraid of sounding stupid, afraid of falsely accusing someone,
afraid of making them mad, and afraid of letting them know I saw them. I'm sure that doesn't make any sense to most people, I don't understand it myself, I just know I can never actually get the words out of my mouth. This has been bothering me for awhile, but after yesterday watching two separate people walk out of the store with something they didn't pay for I realized this has to stop. I can't keep allowing myself to let people steal. That's just as wrong as doing the act of stealing itself.
Tonight a regular and his underage brother came in the store. They only bought some moonshine, to me it looked like the younger brother was trying to steal it, but the older brother just thought he forgot to show me that they had it. Yeah, I don't think so. They came in a second time, the two brothers went separate ways into the store. I saw the younger brother instantly go towards the liquor, he grabbed a $21 bottle of moonshine off the shelf and went where he knew I couldn't see.
The entire time I was freaking out, I knew I couldn't allow someone to steal something again. I've done it way to much, I have to say something when people steal, that's part of my job. So I thought of a plan, once both brothers came up to the register I was going to ask the younger brother if he had put the moonshine back up, if he said yes I was going to ask what was under his shirt. Yeah, it didn't work out that way. The younger brother asked if we had something, I didn't hear what he had said because I was so focused on what to say him. It was so obvious he stole it though, his shirt had something underneath it, there was no question. After I said no we didn't have the item the younger brother walked out of the store. I started to beat myself up, I freakin' let someone else steal something again! Then I remembered the older brother was still in the store, so I decided I was going to try to tell the older brother that his brother had stole something. Once he came to the register, we small talked while I was getting the courage to tell him. I finally just blurted out the words. "Your brother just stole some moonshine."
He looked at me like I was crazy, then responded "My brother?!" He asked like he was surprised.
"Yeah, your brother."
"Oh well I'll have to check him."
"Thank you." I said with a smile as I remembered that the older brother was once kicked out of the store for stealing. Oh great, there's no way he's going to be honest about his brother stealing. He probably helped plan the thing, I thought.
I started to count his change back to him when I realized I had shorted him $20.
"Oops." I said while I was getting him the money I shorted him at first.
"Oh, I'm glad you caught that. I would have just shoved it into my wallet."
I realized this was a great opportunity to remind him that he needed to be honest with me. "Yeah, I try to be honest when I can." I said with a smile, while beating myself up for adding 'when I can' I always am honest.
"Yeah, well time to go beat my brother up."
"Okay thanks."
I was really starting to regret not busting the brother myself. There's no way they are going to come back in and return it, I thought to myself. After five minutes with no sign of either of them I decided that they definitely weren't coming back in. I when inside of the cubby to the book where we write information that needs to be passed on to other people that I caught the younger brother stealing the moonshine. I knew I'd be in trouble when they found out that he got away with it, but at least this way I knew he wouldn't be able to steal again because my boss would kick him out of the store for good.
After around fifteen minutes passed, the younger brother came in to return the moonshine. He told me that he wasn't thinking straight, that he was very sorry, and that he isn't a thief. He asked if we were cool, and I told him that we were.We are cool. My boss and him? Not so much...
So, I know I should have busted him myself instead of making his brother bust him, but I'm still really happy with how tonight turned out. I was finally able to say something, it was hard, but I did it! I was finally able to say something instead of watching someone steal something else. I am going to start always saying something now. Tonight was my milestone. It will be hard, but I need to start doing my job right.
07-29-2015
Wednesday, July 29, 2015
Saturday, July 18, 2015
Reasons Why Having My Sister For My Manger Isn't Always Awesome
Having my sister for my manger is something I love to tell other people. And of course, I always get "Wow, that's awesome!" Yes, in fact it is awesome, but not always.
1. Drama. Yes, I know. Drama will be found any workplace, but not only can I have co-worker drama, but family drama can get mixed in as well. Thankfully, my sister and I have a drama free relationship for the most part, but it does in fact occasionally slip in though.
2. Requesting Days Off. If I want a day off all I have to do is ask and I'll get it. Awesome right?! It would be, if that was how the real life worked. Unfortunately, because of my sister being the manger I can't just ask for any day off, I'm not going to ask for for a day off that will put her in a bind. For example if I ask for one Saturday off she acts like it's a complete inconvenience, and really it is. So I'm not going to ask for a Saturday off because I don't want her to get upset that I'm asking for a day off that I know there isn't anyone to replace me.
3. Misunderstandings. Since the manger is my sister I expect things that I probably shouldn't. Last year I wanted to have my birthday off, but I didn't ask for it off because my sister is the manger and of course she's going to let me off on my birthday. Wrong. This misunderstanding only caused hurt feelings for the both of us.
4. Quitting. Sometimes it's just time to find another job, so you tell your manger like a normal person expecting your manger to tell your boss, like a normal manger, but no since this manger is your sister you have to tell your boss because she knows your shy, and wants to teach you not rely on others to have awkward conversations for you. Fun...
5. References. Looking for another job? Guess who you can't use as a reference? That's right, your manger (who knows you do an awesome job) because she just so happens to be related. Well dang.
Other then these five reasons, having my sister as my manger is awesome. The awesomeness of having a sister for a manger definitely outweighs the not so awesome parts. I absolutely love being able to work with my sister, I am greatly going to miss it especially since this is the only way I get to see her.
1. Drama. Yes, I know. Drama will be found any workplace, but not only can I have co-worker drama, but family drama can get mixed in as well. Thankfully, my sister and I have a drama free relationship for the most part, but it does in fact occasionally slip in though.
2. Requesting Days Off. If I want a day off all I have to do is ask and I'll get it. Awesome right?! It would be, if that was how the real life worked. Unfortunately, because of my sister being the manger I can't just ask for any day off, I'm not going to ask for for a day off that will put her in a bind. For example if I ask for one Saturday off she acts like it's a complete inconvenience, and really it is. So I'm not going to ask for a Saturday off because I don't want her to get upset that I'm asking for a day off that I know there isn't anyone to replace me.
3. Misunderstandings. Since the manger is my sister I expect things that I probably shouldn't. Last year I wanted to have my birthday off, but I didn't ask for it off because my sister is the manger and of course she's going to let me off on my birthday. Wrong. This misunderstanding only caused hurt feelings for the both of us.
4. Quitting. Sometimes it's just time to find another job, so you tell your manger like a normal person expecting your manger to tell your boss, like a normal manger, but no since this manger is your sister you have to tell your boss because she knows your shy, and wants to teach you not rely on others to have awkward conversations for you. Fun...
5. References. Looking for another job? Guess who you can't use as a reference? That's right, your manger (who knows you do an awesome job) because she just so happens to be related. Well dang.
Other then these five reasons, having my sister as my manger is awesome. The awesomeness of having a sister for a manger definitely outweighs the not so awesome parts. I absolutely love being able to work with my sister, I am greatly going to miss it especially since this is the only way I get to see her.
Friday, July 17, 2015
Please Don't Give Up
The past few days I have been sick. Wednesday was the worst day out of the two. I had a fever, sore throat, headache, and towards the end of the night my stomach was hurting. Yesterday and today it's mainly just the sore throat.
If I would have been off on Wednesday it wouldn't have been that bad, but I had to work. As you can imagine I was wiped out the entire day. All I wanted to do was go home and lay in my bed and sleep, but obviously I couldn't.
I'll be honest, while working I was lazier then normal, but I think that was still acceptable with how lousy I felt. There was times where I would just go into the back room and I would just sit down on the floor and take a two minute break. During those breaks all I could think about was how I just wanted to give up with working and take a nice long nap. This might sound silly to some, but I would pray every time for God to give me the strength to keep working. Guess what, it worked. Although as tempting as the nap sounded I wouldn't have no matter what because I knew that if I took it, I would have got into trouble. The prayers just made it easier for me to do what I knew was right.
After the day was over and I was on my way home I realized my desire to give up at work is no different then the battle I'm facing right now. I'm trying so hard to live a pure life, yet there are days I don't feel like trying anymore. I just want to give up. Most days when that desire to give up comes, I do. I give up. How crazy is that? I wouldn't give up with working because I would get in trouble with my boss, yet I'm okay with giving up on living a pure life because I'll get in trouble with God? Shouldn't I be more concerned with getting in trouble with God then my boss? That is messed up, and needs to change today.
Whatever you're going through, whether it's waiting for the person God has planned for you, trying to achieve a fit body, working hard for a promotion, trying to get a good relationship with your family, a day at work being sick, or in my case a battle between my sinful nature and the spirit, whatever you do don't give up!! There are days it's going to be so hard. Your body and mind will just keeps telling you to take that nap, to get away from it all. Don't listen. After every storm comes a rainbow. Going to bed after that long day at work was certainly my rainbow, and it was awesome! So please, don't give up.
07-15-2015
If I would have been off on Wednesday it wouldn't have been that bad, but I had to work. As you can imagine I was wiped out the entire day. All I wanted to do was go home and lay in my bed and sleep, but obviously I couldn't.
I'll be honest, while working I was lazier then normal, but I think that was still acceptable with how lousy I felt. There was times where I would just go into the back room and I would just sit down on the floor and take a two minute break. During those breaks all I could think about was how I just wanted to give up with working and take a nice long nap. This might sound silly to some, but I would pray every time for God to give me the strength to keep working. Guess what, it worked. Although as tempting as the nap sounded I wouldn't have no matter what because I knew that if I took it, I would have got into trouble. The prayers just made it easier for me to do what I knew was right.
After the day was over and I was on my way home I realized my desire to give up at work is no different then the battle I'm facing right now. I'm trying so hard to live a pure life, yet there are days I don't feel like trying anymore. I just want to give up. Most days when that desire to give up comes, I do. I give up. How crazy is that? I wouldn't give up with working because I would get in trouble with my boss, yet I'm okay with giving up on living a pure life because I'll get in trouble with God? Shouldn't I be more concerned with getting in trouble with God then my boss? That is messed up, and needs to change today.
Whatever you're going through, whether it's waiting for the person God has planned for you, trying to achieve a fit body, working hard for a promotion, trying to get a good relationship with your family, a day at work being sick, or in my case a battle between my sinful nature and the spirit, whatever you do don't give up!! There are days it's going to be so hard. Your body and mind will just keeps telling you to take that nap, to get away from it all. Don't listen. After every storm comes a rainbow. Going to bed after that long day at work was certainly my rainbow, and it was awesome! So please, don't give up.
07-15-2015
Wednesday, July 8, 2015
Pick The Money Up, Then Take Shelter!
Last Wednesday the area I work in was in a tornado warning, not watch, but an actual warning. The sirens were going off in town. There is no storm shelter where I work either. I would have had two choices: The ditch, or the walk-in. If I went to the ditch I would have been washed away, there was a whole lot of rain, the roads were flooding, so yes, that really could have happened. If I went to the walk-in and the tornado hit most likely all the shelves and 30pks of beer would have fell on me. Either way I would have ended up hurt. My boss of course knows this, but he didn't care. Every other place in my area had closed down. Instead I stayed open, and even got a call from the bosses girlfriend that if I see a tornado to put the money in the safe then take shelter. Is it just me or is that messed up.
Sorry to tell you this, but my life will never get put before money ever will. Money can be replaced, I can't be. There will never be another me. If it looks like there is going to be anything that could put my life in danger, you better believe I'm not going to waste my time picking up some worthless money.
Thankfully, everything turned out okay, the tornado ended up going a different direction. All is well. It just really bothers me what my bosses girlfriend said to me. How can you care about someone so little, you more or less tell them that money is more important then they are. That's crazy.
After last Wednesday I have one more reason to add to 9 Reasons Why I Will Be Quitting My Job. 10. My boss cares more about his money then he does about his employees.
He would rather me stay open with a potential tornado headed my way then to have me close the store just two hours early. It would have been different if there was a storm shelter, but there wasn't. He knew I would have no place to take shelter from the tornado. Maybe most bosses would do the same as he did, but it still doesn't make it right...
07-01-2015
Sorry to tell you this, but my life will never get put before money ever will. Money can be replaced, I can't be. There will never be another me. If it looks like there is going to be anything that could put my life in danger, you better believe I'm not going to waste my time picking up some worthless money.
Thankfully, everything turned out okay, the tornado ended up going a different direction. All is well. It just really bothers me what my bosses girlfriend said to me. How can you care about someone so little, you more or less tell them that money is more important then they are. That's crazy.
After last Wednesday I have one more reason to add to 9 Reasons Why I Will Be Quitting My Job. 10. My boss cares more about his money then he does about his employees.
He would rather me stay open with a potential tornado headed my way then to have me close the store just two hours early. It would have been different if there was a storm shelter, but there wasn't. He knew I would have no place to take shelter from the tornado. Maybe most bosses would do the same as he did, but it still doesn't make it right...
07-01-2015
Saturday, July 4, 2015
God Wants Our Hearts
"'Hey, look there's your favorite customer!" I said sarcastically to Ash. Pointing towards a man named Dusty outside at the gas pumps.
"Haha. Yeah right." Ash replied. As we watched him talk with some people at the gas pump. "I really don't get how come nobody else sees him as obnoxious as I do."
"Maybe they do. It's probably just an unspoken rule." Right as I finished talking Dusty walked into the store, straight up to the register where Ash was standing. I chuckled at the timing.
"We're having a party tonight. Do you guys want to go?" As he asked, he glanced at me. "We're gonna do some skinny dipping and drinking." He added, trying to make his party sound more exciting.
"I have to go to church tomorrow." I said, in a joking, yet serious tone.
Dusty laughed at my response. "That's perfect, you'll wash all your sins that you commit tonight away." I just laughed, although what he said couldn't be more wrong.
The thing is, it doesn't work like that. God wants our hearts, if I willing go to come party like that with the intent that it's okay as long as I wash my sins away the next day my heart isn't in the right place, I wouldn't be truly be sorry.
God doesn't call us to wash away our sins. Only He can do that. God calls us to repent. Which is to turn away from our sinful nature. I'm not turning away from something from something if I'm headed straight for it... If every weekend I go out partying with booze and drugs, and then go to church on Sunday only to ask forgiveness, then repeat that cycle the next week, that's crazy. My heart wouldn't be right with God. He doesn't want me to just ask for forgiveness, he wants me to prove that I'm sorry and quit doing whatever I'm doing to displease him.
I know I've talked about how I'm living a life of sin right now, but don't get me wrong, there's a difference from trying to quit living your life of sin, and willing living in it with no regret. I've been struggling really hard, while most people think of struggling as a bad thing, in this case the struggle shows me I'm trying to live for God. If there isn't any struggle that's when to be concerned.
05-02-2015
"Haha. Yeah right." Ash replied. As we watched him talk with some people at the gas pump. "I really don't get how come nobody else sees him as obnoxious as I do."
"Maybe they do. It's probably just an unspoken rule." Right as I finished talking Dusty walked into the store, straight up to the register where Ash was standing. I chuckled at the timing.
"We're having a party tonight. Do you guys want to go?" As he asked, he glanced at me. "We're gonna do some skinny dipping and drinking." He added, trying to make his party sound more exciting.
"I have to go to church tomorrow." I said, in a joking, yet serious tone.
Dusty laughed at my response. "That's perfect, you'll wash all your sins that you commit tonight away." I just laughed, although what he said couldn't be more wrong.
The thing is, it doesn't work like that. God wants our hearts, if I willing go to come party like that with the intent that it's okay as long as I wash my sins away the next day my heart isn't in the right place, I wouldn't be truly be sorry.
God doesn't call us to wash away our sins. Only He can do that. God calls us to repent. Which is to turn away from our sinful nature. I'm not turning away from something from something if I'm headed straight for it... If every weekend I go out partying with booze and drugs, and then go to church on Sunday only to ask forgiveness, then repeat that cycle the next week, that's crazy. My heart wouldn't be right with God. He doesn't want me to just ask for forgiveness, he wants me to prove that I'm sorry and quit doing whatever I'm doing to displease him.
I know I've talked about how I'm living a life of sin right now, but don't get me wrong, there's a difference from trying to quit living your life of sin, and willing living in it with no regret. I've been struggling really hard, while most people think of struggling as a bad thing, in this case the struggle shows me I'm trying to live for God. If there isn't any struggle that's when to be concerned.
05-02-2015
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