I'll Be Back. I mean, I Am Back.

Well, it turns out the grass isn't any greener on the other side of the fence, or at least on the other side of the fence that I climbed over. In fact there wasn't any grass at all, only snow. And looking at all that snow from the window of a stressful office was an ironic kick in the gut, but it taught me a lot about my former job that I had been taking for granted. And now, having returned to the old Bike Store, I feel as though I ran away and came back home, and I've never been happier. I whistle to and from work, and nothing gets me down. And I feel incredibly fortunate that the door was open when I came back knocking. Thank you Mr. Doorman!

Some of the things I learned are:

-Parking cars sucks but counting cars sucks worse.
-Checking tickets at the lift line isn't as bad as it sounds, until someone reconizes you.
-Hearing your boss say about a fellow coworker, (EXPLETIVE ALERT!) "I'm gonna cut his nuts off and staple them to his fucking forehead!" is kind of funny, but also very sad.
-Commission is only good if you actually earn some.
-Just because you feel as though you are perceived as an idiot and despised, doesn't mean that is at all the case, but nonetheless, feeling as though you are perceived as an idiot and despised sucks.

The list goes on, but I'm starting to feel a queasiness that I've not felt since...Well, never mind.

Anyway, now that I am back in retail, where I belong, apparently, I am going to be reposting on this little blog of mine, only I think you will notice a slightly different, perhaps more upbeat tone to my ramblings. Think of it as Retail Junkie Burnout 2.0, and take all the posts prior to this one with a grain of salt.