Ain't Nobody Got Time For That
Monday I shared the news on Instagram that I quit my part time job. What you guys don’t know is the amount of stress I experienced at that place. For the past 6 months I was a supervisor at a large retail store. What started off as “Oh I’ll just work here until after the wedding” turned into “I’ll stay until the holiday season ends” turned into “Get me TF outta here!” lol. I have a ton of love and respect for my store manager, which is why I stayed as long as I did, but I just couldn’t take it anymore. Now, I’m a people person...at times lol, but quite often I get really annoyed by working with the general public. You never know what to expect. I understand people have their bad days, I mean, hey, we all do, but if everyday, the same customers are coming back to complain, or to just be difficult, it becomes a problem. At the beginning of 2018, I started noticing a shift in my happiness. I dreaded going to that job. Our regional manager gave me outrageous goals to meet, I had an uncooperative team to lead, and rude customers to deal with. While still being the smiling supervisor that I was, on the inside I felt really dark. One thing that really had my stomach tight on the daily was seeing MY people act like crabs in a barrel. Fussing and fighting over clothes, who’s next in line, and always trying to find a way to get a discount. Exxxhausting! On February 27th, two days after my 27th birthday, I sat in my office and said “I can’t do this anymore”. I texted my husband, my mother, and one of my bestfriends, and they were all in agreement that it was time to go. And if that wasn’t enough validation, it sure came my way the following weeks. I’ve seen customers steal merchandise with their children! I mean, running out of the store with clothes in their arms, a toddler beside them, and an infant in the carseat of the getaway car. I’ve been cursed out and have been called multiple dumbass bitches. Annnnd I’ve dealt with customers and their shit….no...literally….their shit. I’ve had customers make bowel movements on the toilet seat, bathroom floors, and even the fitting room….and ain’t nobody got time for that. So one I completed my last and final shift on March 31st, and said my goodbyes to my co-workers, many thought that I was joking. That this was a pre-April Fools prank. Haha...joke’s on you! Tasha won’t be back lol. When they asked me why was I leaving, I told them “This job brings me unnecessary stress. My energy is very low and dark here and I want to be happy and in a better space.” Of course they looked at me like I was crazy, but oh well. My sanity is worth more than a paycheck. Ladies, if you are in a job that doesn’t appreciate you, or hell even if you’re in a relationship that brings you down….LEAVE! No man, no money, nor material thing is worth more than your happiness and peace of mind. I hope that this blog post gives you some inspiration to know when to say “Ain’t Nobody Got Time For That” and mean it.