Got hired, hate it. Can’t switch positions or to another Target because I’m under that insanely stupid 90-day policy that only benefits Target. Looking into quitting before I can fulfil the 90 days.. sure, I’ll taint my name, but it’s gotten so bad that I don’t care anymore.
So, I never really request time off. Im there when I need to be, doing my job as a cashier. Im 18 its my senior year and prom is soon. My mom is one of those people who like to be there every step of the way between choosing my dress, shoes, hair, makeup, etc.
Here’s a little bit about me. I am a minor (17), this is my first job, and I am a female employer. I’m a hardworker and i’m extremely outgoing with customers.
Its been about 3 months working at Target. I was excited to work here considering i’ve shopped here with my family for years. I enjoy working in Electronics, but overal hate the store and the dumbass LOD’s and shit.
How can a company expect its workers to be fine with the fact that they overwork every employee and expect them to be ok with it? You can’t. See my store, the higher ups act like they are all powerful by giving us workers shitty hours and no time to do our job.
Has anyone ever experienced a RSI from hanging clothing (pinching motion) and placing hangers on Z racks? My right shoulder started bothering me about a year after doing the same thing, day after day.
I worked at my local Target for four years as a softlines brand team member. The pay sucked, but the stress was low and hours flexible so I stayed. After Target’s multi billion dollar fiasco in Canada, the shit really started to roll downhill. As people left, positions never got replaced. Softlines in my store was hit especially hard.
i am a current employe at target. does anyone know of/about ‘the walk of shame’
because i think they are gonna do that to me, and I’m afraid of going back to work.
past recent days at work have been so sketch, and i just realized how different this week has been. please, someone read this and comment
As a loyal Targé customer, I thought a job here would be so fun. I loved that Target was so inclusive with its TMs and always moving forward with branding, etc. After applying a few times and going through a few other jobs, I finally got a call back from a store in my area (not my usual spot, but the next closest). I was so excited, I knew I would nail the interview and my foolish dreams would come true. I should have run with those first bad vibes I got but I was desperate to leave my old job. I had the usual phone interview and was promised the job from the softlines TL but had to wait for my in-person and was told I’d be called the next day. A week went by without a peep and I had to begin calling everyday, trying to find someone from HR to schedule my interview but there was literally no one around at any time. Finally had my in-person, nailed it and was so excited to start as a cashier. I was told to put in my two weeks at my other job so I happily did. Big mistake. I did not hear a thing from Target about my orientation for a MONTH. Yes, 4 whole weeks. I started to wonder if I had dreamt the interviews or had misheard the job offer. I began calling quite often and never had my calls returned or was told they were, “waiting to hear from payroll”, whatever that means.
I just found this website today after coming home from work… let’s guess… target. Anyways it’s awesome to hear your stories and everything although I have noticed how very different the target I work at is a bit different. I would start of by saying, hell the fuck yeah I hate working at target. What department am I in you may ask? SOFTLINES. Yes softlines, *sigh* I would start off by also saying that I hate guests, mostly the old bitchy know it all people.
So I’ve worked at an Australian Target for the past 2 years and let me tell you it’s been hell from the start of my first shift.
I never decided to actually post about this hell hole until now, however I frequently scroll through here before my shifts to make me feel like my anger towards going to work and dealing with all the shit thrown at me is shared, which makes me feel slightly less alone about my hateful thoughts and feelings towards this place.