Registering It All

My Very Worst Job started after I was laid off from my last job. I had been out of work for about six months and was getting desperate. My best friend told me that the family-owned organic grocery store that she had just been hired at was still looking for people, so I went and handed in my resume. After a quick interview, I was hired, and although they were minorly concerned that I never had any cashier experience before, they told me that they’d spend time training me and I assured them I was a quick learner.

I got into work the next day and was led on a tour by my manager, who had the world’s most rancid breath. I’m pretty sure something crawled in her mouth and died, there was no way a human could smell so disgusting naturally. The other manager liked to stand around and stare at the cashiers and yell anytime he noticed us being idle for a split second or talking and asking each other questions about work.  Thankfully, the rest of the day went by uneventfully.  However, at the end of the next day my manager called me into her office to tell me there was a scheduling conflict and I wouldn’t be working the next day and to expect a phone call from them at the end of the week telling me the time and date of my next shift.

I waited until the end of the week, with no phone call. I finally called them myself to find out was going on, and was told by one of my managers that she didn’t have my schedule on her and I would have to call back in an hour when the other manager was working to find out about my next shift. So, an hour later I called back only to be told that they had over-hired and I was fired. I’m sure the other manager knew I was fired, seeing as it was family-owned, but was just too chicken to tell me herself.

A week later, my best friend, who was still working there, was told a secret by the manager (who had no idea we were best friends, as we thought it best to keep our friendship secret while working there) – he did not fire me because they over-hired, I was fired because “I had no cashier experience and it was unacceptable.” I was completely upfront about my lack of cashier skills in the interview and they told me they had no issues with training me at my first cashier job. The manager also said a slew of negative things about me to my best friend, which was pretty impressive considering I had only worked there and known the manager for two days.

Two weeks after that, my best friend was fired for taking too much time off (five days).  Why did she take so much time off?  To go to her grandmother’s funeral halfway across the country.

Luckily, I’m now working at a great cashier job where I am told that I was the easiest to train cashier they’ve ever had, so I’m still not sure what the cashier skills drama was about.