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Another Day in Retail

So now after a carafe of coffee, and a large cup from Mc’s, I think that it is time to sit down and talk about what a typical day is like in retail. 

 

A typical day in retail begins for me with a walk through my store.  I say hello to all of my associates, checking in with them, and letting them know that I am there if they need anything.  With the way our work schedules are, I am not in the store on the same days every week, they change in relation to what the business dictates.  I also check with my Department Managers to see if they are having any concerns with associates, orders, or deliveries. 

 

After this quick “survival walk”, I head to my office, grab a legal pad and start walking each department making notes of items that need specific attention.  These items might be as simple as wiping down a scale, or as involved as breaking down a rack, or display unit and cleaning it due to how it looks.  Appearance is everything in food retail, and you don’t want nice fruit or vegetables sitting on a dirty counter.  During these walks I am also answering phone calls from customers and associates.  Saturday I received a call that took the cake in my 30 years in this business.

 

I get this call from a Deli associate.  She tells me that she is in the parking lot, ready to come to work, when the person who she was riding with got pulled over by the police.  And let’s be clear, she told me that she was with her “baby daddy.”  Which makes me crazy as the label just means this is the person I decided to have unprotected sex with, without any concern of the consequences.  She informs me that the “baby daddy” might have some warrants.  I ask if she has someone who can come get her child, as the ‘baby daddy” will be going to jail if he has warrants.  She assures me that that won’t happen.

 

Riiiiiight.

 

I go to the upstairs conference room and watch the scene unfold.  First the “baby daddy” is pulled from the car, frisked, and handcuffed.  Mind you, there are 3 officers dealing with him.  While two are handcuffing him, the other pulls leg shackles out of his trunk.  So, the warrants had to be just a bit more serious than what my associate led me to believe.  Since being cuffed, he was then stuffed into the back seat of one of the cruisers, and my associate got into his car and drove her and her daughter home.  Yeah, I forgot to mention that her child watched her father cuffed and taken away by the police.  That is a nice tape to have running in your head isn’t it?

 

And that is just part of a typical day in retail.

I love Sunday mornings

Especially Sunday mornings when I don’t have to work. I get to sleep in, which means that I still wake up around 6am and eventually get up around 7.

There is just something about not having to get out of bed when the alarm goes off. It just makes life that much sweeter.

Then a cup of fresh ground, fresh brewed coffee. Boot up the computer, check my sites, and write a couple of posts myself.

Life is good.

And I don’t know why Sunday is so different from any other morning.

It just is.

And I love it.

namaste.

Searching for WiFi

Inquiring Minds Want to Know

A few dozen of my most loyal readers wanted to know where I ended up in my search for WiFi on Oak Island.

Ok, a couple of my 10 readers wanted to know. Sheesh, that guilty conscious of mine gets to be a real drag at times.

The Flying Pig Coffeehouse is where I ended up. We tried Island Brews Coffee Shop, but had no luck in connecting. And one of you folks out there (Nick, who is heading for the shore as you are reading this. Have a safe trip, Nick.) did a google and came up with The Flying Pig Coffeehouse. So if you are heading to Oak Island, North Carolina and don’t have internet access in your house/condo you should head up to The Flying Pig Coffeehouse. The coffee is great, and they are really nice people.

I did let them know that after I post this, they will have to expand their business due to the phenomenon known as the Dodd Bump. Similar to the Colbert Bump, but different. I figured when the thousands of my readers decide that they have to come to North Carolina just because I did, the business’ that I give the Dodd Bump to will need to expand to handle the flow.

I can have my dreams, you can have yours.

Namaste.