Yeah, it snowed today. Lots of snow. Several inches’ worth on the car when I left work. But I made it home. Roads were hideous, needless to say. And I saw this one idiot on 340 ahead of me swerving quite a bit as he pulled onto the road before regaining control of his truck. I may have gone 25 mph the whole way, but I did not slide once.
And needless to say, I’m getting to work again tomorrow, even if I have to hitch-hike. I should point out it’s still snowing.
And meanwhile, there is something that just really irks me that I have been wanting to talk about. Some people are the biggest hypocrites that you can think of. Any time I tell someone where I work, it seems they always have something to say about it. Well, big-company this, and mom-and-pop that. And downtown-decay this, and squeezes-out-everything that. And what’s amazing is that these people who talk about this, first of all, are educated people who should know to back their facts up before spouting off. And secondly, they tell me, the associate, that I am wrong. Two examples…
There is a certain religious group that I affiliate with (look elsewhere on the Web site to find out their identity) that I enjoy participating in activities with. Then I mentioned back in October that I had applied to work with good ol’ Wally World. I get the whole evil-corporation spiel from the minister, who then goes on to spout off some “facts” that, if they had actually done any research, they would find were totally false. Then they brag about how long it’s been since they set foot in a Wal-Mart store.
All this, and then you’d think that they’d steer clear at all costs. Hah! No. They did their fundraising for their Spring Break mission trip (which I am not going on due to work) in front of the Harrisonburg Wal-Mart. That really hit a nerve with me.
Then there’s one of my mother’s coworkers at school (I’m not telling you who on here). I’m at the middle school with Mom and I’m telling this teacher that I was taking Mom to our before-we-open open house for associates’ families. So great stuff. This teacher goes off with the usual evils-of-Wal-Mart thing, to which I quite openly and intentionally rolled my eyes at (which Mom thought was quite appropriate).
So the next day, on our first day in the store, guess who I see. That’s right. The same teacher. Says hello to me, while wheeling around a full cart of stuff. (One would think she’d be at the mom-and-pop stores she so vigorously defended the day before.)
In both people’s cases, their actions gave them a tremendous blow to their credibility, and a considerable loss of respect from me.
And I still love my job.
A lot.
But on snowy days like these, I feel like I need something with all-wheel-drive to get there.