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Wednesday, July 25, 2012

"What Do I Know? I'm Just a Sacker."

I overheard that line by a sacker at Kroger today. I had already been thinking about this. Her quote just reinforced it.

When you walk into the Kroger here in town, you are not exactly set at ease, taken away to a tranquil, peaceful state. Rather, you feel like you have probably just walked in on a firing squad. What I'm trying to say is that you immediately get the feeling that you are among disgruntled workers.

And I can empathize with them, to a point. I've worked in similar environments, in similar situations, to an extent. Grocery stores can be a place where one feels stress from one's superior, who is probably feeling stress from their superior, who is probably feeling stress from their superior, and on, and on, and on. It keeps being passed on down the line . . . all the way to the sacker. Working in an environment like that tends to not be one of great optimism, hope, or peace.

That tends to be the case in many retail situations, grocery stores, etc. That's what makes places like Buc-ee's (see previous post) like an oasis in a desert. I hate that is how it is. But that's what makes me flock to places where you don't get the feeling that workers hate your being there and at least, even if they don't mean it, put a smile on their face and try to help you out.

Because we all want to know that we matter, that our thoughts are important . . . we all want to know, regardless of our lot in life, that we do have good things to offer. We want to know that we are good enough, smart enough, and that doggone it, people like us. We don't want to be made to believe that we are just a sacker.


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