I'm taking a lil break from my essays (4800 words to go!) so thought I'd swing by and pop a journal entry in.
To sum up my last few days we will use the following equasion. Retail + Xmas = urgh!
Despite how much I appreciate the innovative methods by with T K Maxx delivers the goods globally, people do seem to treat the place like a giant jumble sale and the mess which ensues is left to we, the humble floor staff, to dash about after them. While a little mess is unavoidable in any shop, and a squide of 'recovery' inevitable, what happened over the christmas period was just down right eye rollingly crap. It is something myself and my floor manager have labelled 'Shop Rape'. Nietzsche commented that Christianity made a weak and pathetic human, he never had the privalige of observing the modern Western shopper. To top it all off, we have had the delight of Xmas jazz remixes being played through the festive period, which are traditional Christmas songs put to a dance tune. What results is a repetative tune, with the same lyrics being repeated constantly. Le sigh. I was almost delighted when one of the nightstaff put on her gangsta rap... almost.
One delight which shines through it all though is I've heard a wonderful song from Lenka called 'the Show' which is the only song played at work I actually look forward to coming on (ok and Mariah Carey's 'All I want for Christmas'). It sort of mirrors how I feel at the moment, I thought I'd be all sorted as the end of Uni approached, but I just find myself at the cortex of more possible and unknown variables in life. The video is also very awesome, the dancing fruit being my favourite moment :D
So big thanks to Lenka for saving my sanity!
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