Okay, horror is only a slight overstatement.
But let me tell you something. Target is one of my favorite places to shop. Believe it or not, they have a lot of cool sh*t. I figured, Oh yeeeeah Target is so cool I could totally work there and it would be sooooo coooool yeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaahhhhh. I’d gut punch my former if time travel ever allowed me to.
It started off fine, the phone interview was good, the one-on-one interview was great… There weren’t any red flags, basically. Training was good… And then I noticed the other employees. I have NEVER gotten so many dirty looks and fake smiles in my entire life. Like, what?! Do you guys know me or something? Did I steal your man or???? But that’s something I learned to overcome back in high school. (Which, by the way was only a year ago.) I’ve matured at least a little more than they obviously haven’t… So I accepted it. Okay, I’m not gonna have many friends here. Whatever, as long as I still get paid.