I guess I'm the bad guy now in Working at Walmart

  • April 12, 2024, 8:34 a.m.
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7:52 am
4/12/2024

Ask a stupid question and you’ll get a stupid answer. It’s never the job, it’s always the people. The other day Sarah took it upon herself to be our acting team lead. Alyssa is gone, and that is a can of worms. Where do I start?

Lauren hates me because Alyssa read my work entry. I just wrote that she was leaving and that I was sad. That Lauren said that she saw her leaving a mile away because she gets annoyed by us new employees. Yeah, I can be a bit much when I roll in not wanting to work, but there are worse workers than myself.

Who knew that she’d take it so personal and on one hand, Lauren was kind of right. Lauren and I are no longer friends and tonight she said some things that made me look back a few entries.

A while back I was told that she was unstable. I didn’t think much of it and thought they meant she was having a bad day. I think they meant mentally.

She told our new coworker that she doesn’t like me. I do not dislike her or have any issues with her. But to tell our new coworker that and that she wants everyone she hates to crash and burn? I’m on that list!!! Put the two together and it’s a little, how should I put it? Worrisome?

I told my mum just in case. That’s how people end up in a ditch. She hates her ex friend now roommate, soon to be ex roommate.

I also owe her $100.00 dollars for her ex boyfriends Xbox. I need to pay that off before she kills me or something. It’s a 50/50 in my book. You never know in today’s world, and I mean that.

This is why I never told Alyssa any of the serious shit that got dumped on me. Some things are best left in the void.

But I almost told Lauren that maybe this is why her life is shitty. Too much hate man. Too much negativity. You put that out there and the universe pays it back.

I wanted to ask her if she ever thought about what she wants to better herself?

I’m not a hateful person. I don’t dislike anyone unless they smell.

But I think about my goals and what I want to do to better myself.

Lauren also got mad that I log down everything. She did tell me that she doesn’t read my entries, so that’s on her. Not my fault no one reads my journal. I jot down everything. I’ll forget, but at least I’ll have something to look back on.

I’m not liked by anyone and that’s fine. They don’t pay my bills. Plus i just worry about what I need to do to get ahead. I can’t and don’t want to be like my coworkers. Living with roommates, coworkers, coworker boyfriends or whatever. Fuck no! I’ll do it on my own. When she said that guys that live at home with their mum are something? Did she mean me? Was that one of those backhanded comments? Because I live with my mum as I wait for my apartment to open up.

And I made the executive decision to stay a month so I can pay two months of rent upfront.

I’m having to eat beer jerky sticks at $2.99 and a $1.98 energy drink just to save up to be on budget.

If living at home is such a crime to save up to pay two months of rent, then I’m guilty. But I’ll be on my own with my own place and my own bills. Freedom.

Freedom, on my dumb little moped, at my dumb little job that everyone acts is stressful. No, it’s not.

And helping cats. And playing Fallout 76.

All I know is that you get what you put out there. That’s probably why her ex friend is moving in with her new best friend. A coworkers girlfriend. She smells like mold. But I think it’s because she can’t afford to dry her clothes or doesn’t have a dryer.

And before anyone says I’m insensitive to whatever it may be, because I mentioned that another coworker smells and it’s because they have a medical condition. I did not know, but if we did we wouldn’t be as insensitive.

Doing laundry is a luxury. A lot of Americans can’t afford to wash their clothes, or dry them. I don’t know her situation, but it could be that and I always wonder.

This is why I am not mean to anyone. You never know what pep are going through. Doesn’t mean I wonder and ask a million questions inside my head as I try to come up with an answer.

Sometimes I smell too. Like ass. For real.

Could be my diet of jerky and energy drinks?

My boss was not happy when he walked in after calling in yesterday. That’s when Sarah took over and he said for me to work with her because I want some Walmart leadership experience. To move up. It was a disaster and she pissed off Derick. So he left. Then she pissed off Kelly and Kelly is a little 18 year old. So she’s kind of rebellious and she left too. I like her. She’s spicy and funny.

She said that I look like a crackhead. After the month I’ve had, I can agree.

Towards the end of the night I mentioned to my boss that I could load the bots with totes, but he said that he already has people on it. But I’m not great at bagging. It’s so boring and makes my head hurt. Sometimes I can, but a good deal of the time I am melting inside my head.

I just have tonight and tomorrow night and then I can rest, play Fallout 76, and sleep.

I also had a dream and one of the stocking leads was in it asking me if I’d like to work for them on my days off. Then I got asked in real life.

You know, I think I’m in a position where I don’t need to.

I was struggling before, but now I have a fresh start. No car payment. No insurance. Just rent.

I’m saving 600 in just not having a car payment. After paying my rent I have $1,700.00 dollars left. Now times that by 12 and we get $20,400 dollars.

That’s what I’ll have of I just pay my rent and electric and WiFi bill. Fuel for my moped is $1.00 a week.

I don’t do drugs. I don’t go out. I don’t have a girlfriend. That’s a lot of money saved up.

That’s not including overtime if I decide to do it. That’s base pay. So for a single guy, that’s not bad.

Not much, but enough for me.

With that I can take a 6 month long vacation. A lead told me that I could take a leave of absence or apply for one and if it’s approved, I’m set.

I want to work towards a better life for myself. Or a long vacation. Hell $20,000 dollars sounds nice at a job that’s easy as dirt. I could buy my car back.


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