Retail

I work at Kmart a lot almost as much as I complain about working at Kmart. Almost. And I do not really like it as much as I would like to like it and that is okay. I am working at a job I dislike and I am okay with it. It is temporary. I just need to get these bills out of the way. Im doing it and I do not feel bad about doing it. I do not feel like I am betraying my dreams. It is okay. I am okay with it. And honestly as much as I complain about it, I like that I get to be active and run all over the store carrying boxes. Going up and down the sixteen steps to where the layaways are kept over and over again. I like making my costumers smile, the simplest yet somehow most powerful indication of humanity. I do not mind the irrate and horrible costumers who yell and cuss, because getting those few to smile to be happy for just a second make up for it. And I can honestly say that I have learned a lot in the small amount of time that I have worked there so far. And not about the cash register or how to properly bag a purchase or do a price check. No, I have learned more than I ever imagined about how people live. How people who I do not like to think about live. The people who have to put back the one box of mac n' cheese they brought to the register because their bridge card was empty. The people who put diapers on layaway. Who put toys for their kids on layaway and have to cancel them because they lost their jobs. The man without a home who pays for a loaf of bread whenever he can collect enough change from the cars exiting 1-75 to go to the mall. These people that I have pretended do not struggle as much as they do. The woman who tears open a box and hides it in order to sneak out unnoticed with the pregnacy test that was once inside. These people whose lives are so different from mine while exsisting in the exact same environment. These people with their smiles have taught me what I have known all along, what I am forced to learn over and over and over again. My struggle is another persons stability. My life is beautiful and something to smile about. Their lives are beautiful. Life is beautiful and we must always do whatever possible to let one another know, smile, and give, and help one another whenever possible. And I am okay with working at Kmart, because there are a lot of ways to spend my time until Feburary that are a lot worse.