An Indepth Look Into A Geek's Soul

I'm so fed up with where I am at with my job.  It all just seems like mindless automations where I just cannot ever do well enough for those that are above me.  I may get a small comment when I do a good job, but if I mess oh is there hell to pay.  Of course there is.  They never look at the good, only the bad.  They don't notice when I'm doing everything in my power to make a sale a successful one.  No one cares when I land a cheap computer sale with every attachment that the guys can put in a cart.  Instead, they notice when I'm not using my folder, when I'm not pounching on a customer if they are within ten feet of me, when I stop to talk to an employee for five seconds.  It is pointless and rather irritating.

What is really happening is that they are slowly devouring what little is left of my patience and values.  I feel like that I value what the customer wants and needs better than anyone else.  I'm the first to give them space if they need it or give them that extra push if they want something and just can't make up their minds.  I actually follow that TRUST training that the managers are always pushing on us, yet will so rarely follow.  No, instead they push push push a customer into something, hammering whatever drivel we are supposed to selling in force that day.  That's not what TRUST is all about people.  Not at all.

I guess what I'm really trying to say is that I'll be so damn happy when I'm out of there.  I'll be happy when I have a regular schedule and can actually get scheduled for mornings, when I'm doing something that is actually helpful to people, and when I can actually be happy and proud to go to work.  Hopefully it'll be sooner than later, but knowing my luck, it won't be. 

Sorry for the rantfest.

Peace Out.