I have worked retail almost ten years now. I got my first job at Target when I was sixteen in the clothing department. Thinking back the beginning wasn’t so bad, little did I know I would be working in retail for almost a decade. I know people who have worked in Retail their whole lives and I respect them, mostly because they have made it through so many holiday seasons, with crazy customers. Retail for me has become a practice for holding my tongue and my true thoughts from the customers.
I just want to know why people think that they can treat an employee of a retail store like crap. Like for some reason they are beneath you because they stock shelves and check people out for a living. I have be cursed at, yelled out, and ignored just for doing my job. People fail to realize I don’t make the rules or prices, or even the return policies. I hate when people leave stuff in a mess and say “it’s job security.” Like I don’t have enough to do, when people let their kids run wild in the store messing up whatever they can get their hands on. And if I hear that stupid phrase “Oh it didn’t scan, it must be free” I may snap. (Even though i know i won’t, cause i need the job to pay my bills) People always seem to think for some reason “that the customer is always right.” and that is just not true. On occasion they are right because something was stocked in the wrong area or maybe an old sign was not taken down, I will give you that but just because you found a regular priced item in with the clearance doesn’t mean it’s on sale. Even at the cash register I am not looking for a deep conversation I would just like an acknowledgement of presence cause I have had customers who just completely ignore me. Which is just rude.
I have worked in retail so long I can no longer mask my emotions when you ask me a stupid question. I work in a Dollar General right now and my store is not big, so when you ask where the bread is and I know you have passed the bread twice by the items in your basket…Or get mad when I ask for your I.D. when you buy cigarettes, because not only is it state law but a store policy that I could get fired for if I do not do it. Now I know this just seems like a long rant…and maybe it is, but I have met some of the most amazing people in retail. I have had some amazing managers, and coworkers who I am still in contact with, and I am glad that I met them through retail. I would just like shoppers to remember that the person working at the store your shopping at is human being just trying to make ends meet, and does not deserve to be treated so poorly.
I think some forget about words. Well they forget the power that the words hold over us, and over others. I’m talking about the power we have to destroy someone with our words, and in a digital age that has become easier then ever. We can destroy people we don’t even know, and they don’t have to even know who it is that is breaking them down. I have a tattoo that reminds me daily that we all live and breathe words. We have words that lift you up, rebuild you, and even to love you. But it is so easy to go the opposite way to bring a person down, because you disagree, or what is worse, make you feel better about yourself. The old phrase “sticks and stone may break my bones, but words will never hurt me” that is a lie words can hurt so bad they stick with you for years. I still remember being called ugly by some boys in the school yard when I was in third grade. Yes they were just little kids, but those words still hurt. This post is more then just about words it is about your image and how you present yourself to the world, and how the comments people leave affect you and what you share.
In the digital age we can show people only what we want them to see. Image is everything, and you have to present your life (as me and my friends call it) Facebook Perfect. You share pictures of a happy family, but in reality that family is slowly falling apart. Or a girl who is always seems “upbeat and happy” is actually thinking of taking her life, and she is screaming for help yet no one can hear her. Many do not take the time to actually talk to their friends on social media sights, they just like their picture or their status without actually taking an interest. I am guilty of these things as well and I hope to get better and getting past the facade of “Facebook Perfect.” Many people do not want people to get past the fake and see the real they fight so hard to make their life look perfect, that they just ignore the reality. Maybe this is a rant”ish” but I urge people to see the power of their word on and off line.
Words hold the power.
And we control the Words.
Big. Hefty. Fluffy. Fat.
There are so many words that are used today to describe people who are larger then what is considered healthy, and even to be considered “beautiful” you must be the right weight. In today’s world image is everything. Especially to a young woman. Is my hair right? Do I have the right clothes? Did I do my makeup well enough? Ugh how do I lose this weight? Even girls who are not in the slightest “fluffy” think that they are too fat for beauty standards. Let me say this I am a big girl, and I have struggled since I was thirteen with my weight, a constant pull back and forth with losing and gaining weight. The yo-yo effect, and I hear it all the time if you want to lose weight you need to do [insert your advice]. I have tried to just eat healthy, not only is it hard (especially as a full time student, and a full time worker), it is also expensive and sometimes i can’t afford to just buy healthy food. I also know I am an emotional eater something that is very, very hard to get a handle on, because once you are used to eating when you are upset or angry it is hard to get out of that habit. Working out is something I actually enjoy doing but finding the time to work out thirty minutes three to four times a week is difficult when your time is taken up with school, homework, family time, and going to work. I am NOT trying to make excuses for myself or my weight problem. I am giving you the reasons why I got to be a “big girl”. I love food, especially good food.
I love sweets, and not just candy. I love making things from scratch. And when you love food, but are a picky eater losing the weight to become “beautiful” is hard. Telling me I wear my weight well, or you don’t look like you weigh that much, or you are pretty for a big girl, can be just as hurtful as just telling me I’m fat(sometimes I would prefer if you just called me fat. I know I am). When you struggle to find clothes that fit you in your own closet, your down to your last two fitting pairs of pants(and they are starting to get tight)and you just can’t go out and buy new clothes every time you gain some weight. It is a real struggle for hundreds of girls if not thousands. I get emotional about my weight I couldn’t tell you how many times I have cried in frustration about my weight. I know every girls story of her weight is different, some medical, some emotional, but the world telling you, you are not beautiful because your body (something you can’t always control) doesn’t fit their standards of beauty. Well screw them cause if you are happy with the way you look, and you are trying your hardest and you own your body shape and you are confident. Well babe you are gorgeous.
It’s the hardest thing any girl will have to do, accept your body. Know you are beautiful no matter your shape.
I am still struggling. I don’t feel beautiful. I hide my body the best I can and don’t draw attention when I can.
This is my struggle.
This last week, I could think of nothing to write about all week. To be honest it’s been a crazy week. Full of stress, surprises, and lots of work. I am way behind in my school stuff this last week, and I just feel meh this whole week. I don’t know any other way to describe the way I feel this last week. I couldn’t muster a single good idea for a blog post. So i will just tell you how i am feeling now, I have a College Algebra test in 30 minutes then i am dreading, my physical science class literally almost puts me to sleep. (I wish i didn’t need that class at all) My history class to be honest we barely get a lecture in before the end of class because we spend class time talking about current events in the world. Which of course isn’t bad but it makes us fall behind schedule.
I am not made for the world of math and science, in all honesty it hurts my head. I would rather be reading a good book, or playing a game or painting a picture.
Someone who displays an unusual or embarrassing amount of enthusiasm for Jesus.
Religion in society is deemed almost taboo to talk about in certain places here in American Society. School and the work place, are the best examples. To talk about ones religion openly in these public places, just seems to open a can of worms. So for the most part the majority just refuses to talk them and avoids the subject fervently. Why are we afraid of the controversy? Why are we ashamed to say I believe in Christ? Why should I be ashamed to talk about my faith in Jesus? This is what I believe. I don’t want to shove my beliefs down your throat like some Christians, but if you were to ask me about it, I would gladly share my views. I also know many refuse to believe there could be a God if there is so much evil and suffering in the world. All I can say to that is that God gave mankind the freedom of choice, and it is human choices that has led the world to the place it is now. Now I know some Christians give my religion a bad taste in your mouth. You know who I am talking about the bible thumping, your going to hell unless you repent, screaming in your face “Christians.” I do not stand with them, I strive to love like Jesus loved. NO I am no where near perfect, and yes I am sinner and I struggle with my demons daily, but that doesn’t change my faith or belief. My personal belief is that we are here to love each other and help others when you can and sometimes when you think you really can’t. I don’t condemn people for who they love, or the things they have done. If that is the way the good Lord made you, so be it. I have no place to judge another, for I am not the judge. I am not afraid and I am not ashamed to say I am a Christian.
No this is not a post about the Drew Barrymore movie. (though i do enjoy that movie) This post is a little more personal to me. A kiss is such a big moment in everyone’s life, it’s the step in the direction of growing up, meeting someone you care about or at least attracted to, and sharing of the first kiss. Most people have had the first kiss by the time they are 16 some a little later, but majority before they reach the age of 20. But I am an anomaly. I am 25 years old and a few months I will be 26 and I have Never Been Kissed. The First question I get is Are you saving yourself for Religious reasons? or maybe for your wedding? The answer to both of those is no. Cause I know some people don’t kiss or even hug until after they are married which in my opinion is just CRAZY. I am
Have been (obviously). That’s why I have never been kissed, I have never so much as held a hand of a boy who I wasn’t related to. So why am I writing this post? Do I just want people to feel bad for me? Again the answer is NO. I don’t care if you feel bad for me, or just sorry for me. I want to raise some awareness, that not everyone shares the same life experiences and you shouldn’t assume things about people. That is the worst thing I’ve experienced especially in some college classes, they want you to relate things to your first relationship or your first kiss, well I’m sorry to burst that bubble but I have nothing to draw on for that, and I won’t lie it hurts when people get that look in their eyes cause they feel sorry for me. Or that they don’t understand how “someone as great as me” or “as sweet as me” has never been asked out or dated. I have also been assumed as gay since I’ve never had a boyfriend, which I can assure I am not, cause girls don’t float my boat that way. I have also been accused of having too high of standards, I just know for me is that the purpose of dating is to find someone to spend the rest of your life with, and if that means I don’t waste time with fantasies or boys who just want one thing, well that is that and I am who I am. I am a bit of a weirdo, who would rather be home reading a book or watching a Disney movie then going out to a party. I would rather find out when the next Marvel movie is coming out, or playing Sims. To be honest (again) generally at a party I make friends with the pets first. I would be lying if I said I wasn’t lonely, or I wish I didn’t wish to be like everyone else and be able to casually date. I go through fits of sadness, and depression, and I wonder what is wrong with me? Wonder why I never get asked out. I wonder if anyone else is like me out there. I feel alone and that no one shares this experience with me. So this leads me to believe that I might become the next inspiration for the next 40 year old virgin movie.
So I wrote a post earlier this year about the new Beauty and the Beast movie coming out and how excited I am about it. There is a new controversy about one of the characters in the movie that is causing many to say they won’t be going to see it now with the new information.
LeFou. The Goofy sidekick to Gaston from the original Disney cartoon. Well apparently he has feeling for Gaston, and the fact that this Disney character might be gay is stirring quiet the uproar. Let’s be honest for a moment, to think that even in the cartoon movie LeFou was probably a little gay, I mean he starts singing about how great Gaston is, and how everybody wishes to be just like him. I mean what straight guy starts singing to his male friend about how great he is? I mean I watch ALOT of movies and I cannot think of a single one. So why this comes as a surprise to some people is a little shocking. Some even have been saying don’t take you kids to this movie because there is a gay man in it. This is ridiculous. There are gay people everywhere, schools, public places, and even churches(if it is like it should be) and you can’t shield your child from everything that you deem as inappropriate, what you can do is to prepare them for the outside world. Teach them good relationship values, and let your children decide for themselves what is right for them. Just because it is a lifestyle you don’t approve of doesn’t make it wrong, it’s just not for you. Some of the best people I have met are gay, though it is not a lifestyle I choose, I do not condemn them for their choice. I love them, and boycotting this film will do nothing to change it or the film industry.
I have been debating on writing a serious post or not. Cause i know blogs are suppose to be whre you put your opinions but with the way most of social media is today I am afraid of some sort of backlash for my opinion. I know very few people actually look at this blog so i should just go ahead and say what i feel, but this does not help the underlying fear of putting my thoughts and opinions out there bare like an online dairy. Do i really want to the world to know what I’m feeling? Or what I truly think? Should i stay with light fluff pieces that will never get any real attention?
Part of me wants to stand out and get noticed and other says stay were you are don’t do anything that could potential get you hurt. I am always doing the safer thing. I don’t take chances. Maybe I should just say what I’m thinking, and state my opinions and let the chips fall were they may… I need think on it some more.
One of my favorite TV shows, like most of my favorites was geared to a younger viewing audience. Though I think quickly the creators realized that is show drew in an older crowd, yes some kids did like to watch it but i think college aged kids liked it more. It’s not hard to see why, unlike traditional kid cartoons which most of the time do not have a real long term plot or goal this one had many sub-plots and one major plot per season. Not to mention character growth and relationship changes, between not only main characters but the others in the show as well.
The original team was just Aqualad- Kaldur’ahm, Kid Flash- Wally and Robin-Dick, they wanted to be more then just the sidekick label that they had been stuck with. They quickly add to their team with Superboy- Conner (a clone using superman’s DNA) and Miss Martian- M’gann (niece of Martian Man Hunter) and finally Artemis( not in the picture above) That of course is just season one but that season is so crucial to the team becoming what they have always wanted to be real heros, not sidekicks.
Though i have heard many people complain of the relationship of my favorite characters Wally and Artemis, but I adore it they are Spitfire and hope the writers intend to fix what they messed with at the end of season 2.
The change of the characters between the two seasons is at first confusing but as the season unfolds everything starts to become clear on what happened in the years that were skipped over in the seasons. I am VERY excited and happy that they are finally coming out with a season 3, and I still upset that is taken this long to make this season. I have googled and researched the reasons and one of the reasons was their toy sales were not high enough to keep the show. SMH I have very high hopes for this season.
I’m not gonna lie when my teacher brought up the fact that we would have to keep up a blog i dreaded it. Now that i have been doing this for a few weeks i have found i actually enjoy writing these little posts it’s almost therapeutic. This blog has actually helped me with a my writers block I’ve been having for the longest time.
It has renewed my love for writing. This blog has been keeping it light because their is so much negativy in the world i don’t want to add to it. I just want to speak of good things, so politics are just something i don’t want to speak of here. Now world events or events that are good that happen in the United States I will probably touch on now and again. I will stay on the “Nerdy” side of things cause that is who I am.I love tv shows, movies, books and even video games. This goes from cartoons to heartfelt movies. I hope to gain some followers people who enjoy and gain something from my posts.
Just a little about me I’m a nerdy girl, who is a little forgetful, and can usually be found listening to my music that ranges from classical to mainstream. I am just trying to make it through school and finish my first book.