Kendra has her own empire. To work for her is very unique, special and almost an honour. It is going to be now over 2 months that I’m working for her. Her empire is a colourful mixture of threads, needles and yarns. Since then I’ve got to be a haberdashery expert; ok well no. Everything has to be very NEAT and TIDY, thats the key word, then she will like my work. Of course as a queen she can’t afford to pour lot of nice word to her staff. I don’t think that she know the word motivation. My motivation got 360° turn, went from enthusiastic to ‘I have to’. The truth is when I started there I was so excited, and yes, a bit naive, but I wanted to be one of those department store girls…well now I can’t stay wearing black.
The first day at the shop floor I got that my manner is harsh. Oh, well since I haven’t got royalty classes probably I’m just one of those working class children, who never wants to fit into those classes. I’m rather being myself a free bird, than a person who only led by stupid rules. Not to forget that I have a very serious test on Sunday, a test about using till, and providing an excellent customer service.
ps.: I’ve got Christmas postcard from my collegues. Shoud I be happy then? Well they put the effort to buy something, and write my name on the envelope. I wanted to bring Christmas suprise, so I took some special sweets. Guess what, Kendra is not eating cocolate. What a suprise?
