Oh, and sweet little Hailee Bug holding yet another tooth that she bravely pulled out herself.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Every day trouble
Now that I'm home with the kids, I see a lot more of this mischief go on. It has been so much fun to spend more time with them and capture some of these moments... so that when they grow up, I can show them how much trouble they got into...
Oh, and sweet little Hailee Bug holding yet another tooth that she bravely pulled out herself.
Oh, and sweet little Hailee Bug holding yet another tooth that she bravely pulled out herself.
Monday, March 16, 2009
Bitter...bittersweet
I quit my job yesterday. I can't believe I'm this sad about it. I hated the long hours. I hated being away from my kids that much. I really didn't like some of the "sharky" personalities on the sales floor. I couldn't stand the drama and pettiness that is inevitable in a big-ticket retail sales environment. And yet...I cried all day yesterday.
I'll spare anyone reading this the sales jargon and boring details involved in my decision to quit. It all came down to the fact that my heart wasn't in it. I love furniture, I love decorating, I love design. I just didn't like the retail side of it. I was always the nerdy one at work who sat at the computer on my down time checking on the new things coming out and old things being axed. I knew our product better than almost anyone there. I just didn't like trying to talk people into buying it! If they didn't love it or need it or want it, I didn't want to make them take it. For that reason, I didn't make the big bucks and it didn't make sense for me to stay there.
Oh man, I was a mess...crying when I was writing goodbye notes to my friends, crying when I cleaned out my locker, sobbing when I told my manager my decision, sobbing as I hugged all my good buddies goodbye. What was hardest was seeing my tough-girl, Stacy, cry. We've been in it together since the first minute of training. I'm going to miss hearing that southern accent every day.
I knew it would be hard to leave that place...and only because it was my second home and my second family. I spent more time with my co-workers than I did with my husband or kids. Sad, I know...that's the life of a salesperson. It's going to be weird for a while, but I'll adjust...
Oh! And if you ever need furniture from Ashley, go see Stacy. She'll take good care of you. Make sure you tell her who sent you.
I'll spare anyone reading this the sales jargon and boring details involved in my decision to quit. It all came down to the fact that my heart wasn't in it. I love furniture, I love decorating, I love design. I just didn't like the retail side of it. I was always the nerdy one at work who sat at the computer on my down time checking on the new things coming out and old things being axed. I knew our product better than almost anyone there. I just didn't like trying to talk people into buying it! If they didn't love it or need it or want it, I didn't want to make them take it. For that reason, I didn't make the big bucks and it didn't make sense for me to stay there.
Oh man, I was a mess...crying when I was writing goodbye notes to my friends, crying when I cleaned out my locker, sobbing when I told my manager my decision, sobbing as I hugged all my good buddies goodbye. What was hardest was seeing my tough-girl, Stacy, cry. We've been in it together since the first minute of training. I'm going to miss hearing that southern accent every day.
I knew it would be hard to leave that place...and only because it was my second home and my second family. I spent more time with my co-workers than I did with my husband or kids. Sad, I know...that's the life of a salesperson. It's going to be weird for a while, but I'll adjust...
Oh! And if you ever need furniture from Ashley, go see Stacy. She'll take good care of you. Make sure you tell her who sent you.
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