Epiphany.

[ginkage]

I think I've hit the root of my problem with work.

I really like what I'm doing. I love the cheese shoppe. I love the interaction and making things that people oooh over.

I just hate where I'm doing it. I hate the snide remarks from one or two deli people. I hate the managerial bullshit and the paranoia over hours. I hate having to take inventory or guess what I'm going to need before I need it (I'm terrible at that).

I almost wish the whole thing was smaller. That I didn't have to man one little island amidst a sea of commercialism.

I want out. I don't know if I can -get- out.

Off to work I go.

Comments

[stormkitten.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid you're going to find the inventory and the prediction of what you'll use anywhere. I found both in my brief stint in food service.

[ginkage.livejournal.com]

Then I suppose I really dislike being in charge and having to make those decisions. *shrug*