I found my first job near the end of my sophomore year in high school, at the lovely Toys 'R' Us. I worked there for about two and a half years until I moved to Rapid City to attend college. Mostly, I thought the job was the best thing in the world. I thought the other people there were cool and we all had fun doing our jobs. It was all fine and dandy, until I realized how much I hated some of the customers.
Now, hate's a pretty strong word I'll admit, so I'll change that to 'strongly dispise.' Okay, so, most of the customers weren't really all that bad, but every day it seemed you'd get these people in the store that didn't appear to have a clue why they were actually there. And then there's these people that ask you a question about a product and when you tell them all your comprehensive knowledge about said product they just look at you like you have no idea what you're talking about. I really could ramble on about these people for hours, and I know that sounds bad, but you'd think at least some of these people would have more common sense than they do.
So, basically, working at Toys 'R' Us was great but definately not something I could put up with for a 'grown up' job.
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I just hated that they stuck me in Barbies all the time. :c
I got stranded in Barbies once when the power went out in the store... It was dark and all I could see was the glow in the dark gak on the island at the end of the aisle.
Dude- I work there now. LOL! I just stared and I can say that it sure is an interesting experience.
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