Imagine working in a place where you are required to wear the same outfit that all the sales people wear, as a uniform.
Anyone, any random stranger, at any time can single you out while you are actually doing some more brilliant part of TEH larger part of the overall job (I actually work in Inventory Control - this is quite a lot more important, demanding and difficult than hustling someone out the fuccking door with as much shit as they can carry.) which most who wear the uniform could NOT even begin to accomplish.
Then you are distracted to infinity while you have to get some lame-ass punk who does NOT want to be called to work has to stumble over and (thankfully) relieve you from this horrible stranger who just keeps talking to you, even though you have said five times that someone who can help them is coming, soon!
I am much better off staying in MY warehouse. I HATE venturing into the "dunes," (I call it because of the un-even lighting makes one section seem higher than others) dealing with strangers who ALL have questions about the most inane bullshit.
"No, I can not tell you why you can not connect your computer to your camera or why you can not log in to your network or why your software does not do what you thought it would or why your card is expired or why it is so hard to choose between the seventy or eighty speakers we offer for you stupid computer or your ... --- ... "
FUCK!!!
After just ONE day, I almost start drinking again.
