We have a sort-of-new ETL, who has picked up the schedule-making for the front end, since the previous one has moved to back room. Whatever, we all figured she couldn’t be as bad as the last one. Oh god, were we wrong.
Oh target where do I even start with this awful hatrid. It is now to the point where I dread work and my 50 cent raise above minimum wage doesn’t do jack squat anymore. It all starts when I walk into the office before my shift to get a locker. I open one and it’s full of tuperware, I open another and it has a lunch box. Really?? Is it THAT hard you can’t possibly dig out a quarter and lock your fucking locker? There is a goddammed fridge for a reason also. I then hang up my jacket, which there really is no point because by the end of my shift its always on the floor anyways knocked off by employees who leave it there. I then attempt to punch in and let it beep at me for five hours and then walk onto the floor as cashier. I check to see what lane I’m on and set up my register with the 2 ten dollar bills they give you which run out after one “guest”. I hang my flimsy ass bags that never fail to stick together and end up all over the floor. Before I even have a chance to turn on my lane light I already have a line of people waiting to be checked out screaming “Are you open???” understaffed again I see. I mumble yes, and they start to unload their cart with mulitple of the same item that they will try and use their fake fraudulent $20 dollar off coupons for razors that don’t even match their item.
It was my first day of training. I go to the operator, tell her what’s up. She tells me to go to the registers and wait for a trainer. Some other employee directed me to my trainer because I was standing around like an idiot waiting for one. Guess what? My trainer was already training someone! And she had no idea she had to train someone else!
After that’s sorted out, the trainer had me shadow her, but she wasn’t really explaining anything. She just had me watch her and hoped that I got it. So when I took over, I fumbled a bit. It was to be expected, and I was pretty nervous, but she hardly did any explaining until I made mistakes. Thanks, I guess?
So I’ve been with target for 2 months now, and this is what I’ve gotten so far. I work as cart attendant and rarely as cashier. I love being outside doing carts(if it wasn’t so hot out). But every time i get one side caught up and the other side is completely empty, our LOD asks me to cover a couple of breaks. So when i’m done with that and i go back out to do carts, 5 minutes into it, i get a call on the walkie saying “cart attendant, we have no carts on blue side”. and I can’t say anything back to them except “that’s clear”. It’s like they’re completely oblivious as to why they have none. That, and now they have me come in from 1-5pm almost everyday except Sunday(i close), so from 8am-1pm no one is getting carts. SO when i come in, we have none and i get a “talking to” that i need to start hustling to get the carts in.
My two supervisors, who are the worst people ever, can never be found on the front lanes like they have to be.
1 week. That’s all it took for me to utterly despise my job at target(i refuse to capitalize it). Now, I’ve been working retail for many years and aside from some general annoyances, I’ve enjoyed it. 3 months ago I was hired as a Starbucks Barista. Let the venting commence in no particular order.
I don’t really have an issue with the guests. I get 1-4 redcards a night but I do it more because I like to help guests, and SOMETIMES they give us free electronics movies (or rare cases they give you any item from electronics and once I grabbed a $14.99 skylander and have a bunch of freebie $5 movies) but none of this has to do with my issue. I’m autistic so I tend to be very specific in how I interact with most guests, and I tell jokes like “I see you bought some alchohol, well I don’t have to wish you a good night, you’ve planned ahead, but make sure the next morning isn’t so bad” and people laugh, I tell people “If you subscribe to Playstation Plus instead of buying this game you can get it for free, and like 15 other games” and so the guests really aren’t my issue.
My issue is with the indentured servitude bullshit. My issue is with them acting like we owe them something because they pay us a MIRACULOUS 50 cents or maybe a dollar or 2 above the federal minimum wage based on circumstances, and you have a chance to get like 15-30 cents raise maybe or what ever. Tonight was a huge straw and I was seeing red, punching walls, and nearly flipped my vehicle I was so angry. I was scheduled from 6:00 p.m. to 12:00 a.m. and then scheduled from 9:00 a.m. to 2:30 p.m. and then they had the balls to keep us an hour and a half late.
I just finished reading TargetEqualsShell’s comment and it’s like I’m looking in a mirror! I’ve almost been with Target for seven years. I’m at six right now. But the constant flak I take from Team Leads is beyond the pale. I’m originally from New York, okay? When we had jobs over there, people cussed their heads off. Cussing was part of everyday language. Now that I live in the deep south (Hades), I have spent years dumbing down my New York accent and eliminating all cusswords from my everyday vocabulary. I let loose when I get home, but I keep it clean at work.
That’s not my problem. These TLs have such NERVE. They think they actually have legitimate power over our souls!
Awhile back I was called off to the side to discuss the responsibilities of the Cart Attendant job. I know the responsibilites just fine because I’ve been doing the job for years. The GSA decided to give me a talking to because the spill stations weren’t being checked enough. I responded with something along the lines of, “all you have to do is ask.” For that I got this response, “duties that the Cart Attendants are responsibile aren’t getting done.” As if I’m responsible for five other guys when I’m not even at work.
Ok so here’s my story. I worked the overnight shift during a supremely busy Christmas season at a store that was very busy to begin with. I will tell you guys this right away: never work overnights at target. If you think the day shift is bad, you haven’t seen anything. Several people I worked with had already filed workers comp for RSI injuries sustained while working.
My job was reshop. Every single day, that’s all I did. Usually just me, occasionally they threw me a helper. I’ll spoil the ending, after the Christmas season was over, I got pinkslipped for not doing it fast enough. Maybe I was slow? I don’t know for a good two months my TLs said I was doing just fine. Then come January, suddenly sorting and pushing 25-30 (50+ during the entire week after Christmas) entire, mostly unsorted carts of reshop (with up to three full carts of dvds when sorting was over and done with) over the course of the night wasn’t good enough. They didn’t give me a good solid number or time frame for when I should have been done. At one point we actually had a conversation where my TL told me “It shouldn’t take all night to put away 17 carts”, to which I had point out they’d delivered 8 more while I was working. I don’t know, am I really that slow? Should I really have been averaging less than 10 minutes per cart? It’s not like I had anyone else to compare my performance to, or a hard number goal to work towards. But I know I wasn’t being lazy, at the very least.
When I accepted the job at Target I was completely excited.
I was hired as a lead and encouraged by the conversations during the interview process.
Several months later I’ve come to the conclusion that it is a cult. You have to learn “Target speak.” Everything has an acronym and is measured in Red, Yellow or Green. Should you not adhere to the cult rules you are either exiled (fired) or pushed to the point that your only hope is escape.
There is a reason that management is relatively young. It’s easy to manipulate inexperienced, immature people fresh out of college and mold them to believe you are the God of all retail and business.
The scariest thing, next to “you must learn Target speak,” that I was told by my ETL was, “you’ll do much better if you just drink the Kool-Aid.” Seriously!