I'm calling this one "A Tale of Two Personalities" as it's being presented from two points of view. One will be in bold face and left justified, the other will be italicized and right justified. I really couldn't think of a better way to do it.
I can't stand this.
Every time I try to shop, there they are. Just waiting to assault me with their wares. "Try this!" "Would you like a sample?" "This is on sale now!"
I just want to shop, for God's sake. Let me do that.
I have a college degree. And the monthly loan payment to prove it. But no worthwhile job prospects to pay it. Here I am. A full-time job with part-time pay and part-time benefits. I'm lucky I take anything home. Let alone sanity.
I just want to work, for God's sake. Let me do that.
I know I shouldn't complain.
They're just offering me freebies. How often do we get anything for free in this day and age? But it's never something I care about or want. It's just a distraction to keep me in the store and keep me shopping and keep me off target.
It's a job and it took me months to find. But I hate it. It's demeaning. It's bad enough that I work here, but when I come in and find I've been assigned to the sample kiosks, another little piece of me dies. Kids begging for samples. Adults who take more than one. People who take a sample and then put it back when they find out what it is and I have to throw it out. It's insulting. Just let me stock shelves or open shipments or mop aisles or anything else.
Just leave me alone!
That was a different one, wasn't it?