Fast food seems like it would be better than this place. Everything is changing so incredibly much, and I cannot see how any of it is for the better. Now let me clear one thing up. I am in no way against changes. I think change is good. Change is normal and natural and is necessary throughout life. But this kind of change isn't good. I honestly believe that the company is only doing things to piss off the full time associates who have been there for years and get them to quit. That is how I feel now and how I will always feel.

Yet I digress. There is nothing I, nor anyone else can do. We don't matter. I think the sooner some of the associates realize how little we matter, the better. Believing that you are necessary to the mega corporation is just a delusion.

Losing a dear friend...

Today is the last day of one of my favorite co-workers. She is the grandma of our department and she calls all of us her grandchildren. I love her so dearly. I have never been this upset over losing a co-worker before. At the most I'd be a little sad but I moved on fairly quickly.

This feels so different. She is moving across the country so I think in part, just knowing I'll never see her again is weighing heavily on my heart. Wal-Mart has royally screwed this poor woman over. She was supposed to transfer to another store and our store manager set it all up and told her when her last day would be. A week before she's supposed to leave she is told that she can't leave for another two weeks. Apparently her leave of absence when she had a cancerous tumor is counting against her. No one bothered to tell her this.

Unfortunately, her son and grandson already purchased non refundable plane tickets to come here and help her pack. The manager did not care. He said there was simply "nothing he could do." She is leaving anyways and is not going to be working at the other Wal-Mart. She is just done. I can't blame her.

This place changes people and not for the better.

Get to know me, if you'd like.

Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Kayla. I am 20 years old. I have nothing extraordinary about my life that would make anyone feel compelled to take the time to read this.

I work for one of the biggest corporations in the entire world. The multi-billion dollar company known as Wal-Mart. In this blog I am sure that I will rant endlessly and relay stories of self-loathing at my life. But again, I will be basically talking to myself so I'm not too concerned.

As anyone could guess, I hate my job. Like most others I know. Nothing about this makes me special. Though I hate...nay...loathe my job, I feel it has taught me some very valuable lessons. For instance: Don't assume people bathe regularly. Don't assume you have to be mentally stable to work here (as if anyone would actually assume that, but still). Don't think you are of any importance and couldn't be replaced. Don't get too close to anybody. Don't act like all the idiot customers you see; rise above.

I really think that rise above is the best lesson that can be learned. You will gain nothing by getting involved in the petty dramas that surround the workplace.

I am going to go. But this is my blog...enjoy.