Worse that I thought

My trainer compliments how my guitar pick as a necklace pendant was so coool. It is a seashell. He takes a closer look. Ok, he sees it is a seashell.

My trainer tries to explain how we get paid here and I still don't get it. OK, we don't have sales goal cuz we get commission. Got that. Then if we are in deficit, our hourly wage is severely cut, like $4 less an hour. Our real sales goal to keep from going into deficit is how much you make per day. The hourly wage is like a loan (excuse me?) where you give it back to the company by selling the same amount of goods. And if you don't pay back your wages they pay you less. Are you following this?Today I learned to stretch shoes and sell a gift card. Gift card lady brought in 4 print outs of shoes for her son. I found 3 out of the 4. The item number on the paper didn't match the ones on the boxes and she questions if they are the same thing. Worse, one has a bootstrap that is not in the pic. She wants one w/out bootstrap. They all have them. She can't decide. Then she sees a scuff on the other shoe in the box. Bring out another and the glue holding on the sole is exposed. I have no more in desired size. So she buys a gift card instead. You mean to tell me that dealing with people like that is not worth my hourly wages. Tonight I will be by myself after my trainer leaves and closing by myself w/out knowing how. The shoes manager said to ask someone for help. Plus, since a women's shoe person quit we are scheduled to cover that area too. Never worked Women's dep either. I asked if I was the extra help around here. Yes. I hope I find another job soon.

Turns out I was not alone closing. The part-time student worker is here with me and came when the other guy left. I asked if I may help him and he replied he works here. He figured out I was the new girl. He is much quieter than the other. He is in a local college studying pyschology. He has a big family. Didn't wish to pester him with too many questions. He taught me the routine to close. When we were leaving a gal from either Juniors or Women's presented a pair of jeans. The were the old disgusting jeans from the shoplifter who wore the new jeans out and the clerk found the old pair in the dressing room, on the hanger as if the clerk wouldn't know the difference. When her buddy came looking for her the clerk blurted out her friend just stole a pair of her jeans. The buddy was tongue tied and sleeked away. It might have been the girl that was stopped by the clerk and waited for secuirty to come. The security guy who walked by called them little witches. Post later.