Life has sped up dramatically now that it's holiday season in the retail world. This is a world that I only plan to inhabit temporarily ... not a place I plan to stay for very long. And November is already almost over.
I survived Black Friday in Freeport with nothing major to report. It was busy, but I was stationed behind my favorite barrier: the register. I had people coming to me, eager to leave the hustle and bustle, waiting to find out how much the heap of clothing they passed to me was all going to cost them. "Does this include the extra 40% off clearance!?" "Are you sure that's the correct price for those silk camis!?" "That sweater was 25% off, did it ring up correctly!?" Yes. Yes. Yes. Just swipe your credit card and sign the pin pad and you can be on your merry way to the next shop. All in all though, it was a good day. I was in a great mood, and I was prepared for an onslaught of rudeness that - miraculously - never came.
Now it's Sunday. It's still the weekend. There will still be shoppers ravaging the piles of neatly folded clothes only to find that their size was at the top. And there will still be patient employees waiting to come behind them and make some sense of the pile, only for the next customer to do it again. Yes, retail is an interesting experience.
In a little over a month I will be moving to Massachusetts, away from clothing retail, away from a frigid house that never seems to fully warm up no matter how raging the fire is, away from friends that I have already made in such a short time, and into the arms of a warm and loving family. It's bittersweet, and I still have a month to enjoy here. And I plan to do so as thoroughly as possible. Yet I still find my mind coming back to the anticipation of moving, and I find myself quite excited. Only a little over a month left. And November is already almost over.
That being said, it is now time for me to get ready to go to work. Wish me luck!
Cheers.
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