Rethinking

So here’s the thing about working at Sam’s Club: some days are good and some days are absolute he^l. But today? Today was something else. I’ve been working at Sam’s Club for a while now, and I’m honestly fed up with how things go down sometimes. I’ve been busting my a^s, making sure the shelves are stocked, customers are happy, and I do everything they ask me to do. I even thought about Sam’s careers as a future, like maybe moving up in the company, but after today, I’m not so sure anymore. So my manager comes up to me and tells me I need to take care of a few things. Cool, no big deal. I’m used to taking on a lot, that’s part of being a good associate. But then she drops this bo^b: she wants me to cover another department that’s supposed to be handled by someone else. The problem? That someone else wasn’t even there today, and apparently no one bothered to let me know. Now I’m stuck running back and forth, trying to get all these tasks done while keeping up with my regular job. Meanwhile, my manager just watches me struggle like it’s some kind of joke. It wouldn’t have been so bad if she actually helped out. Instead, she’s just walking around, checking off boxes on her clipboard, acting like she’s doing something important. Look, I get it, managers have their own thing to handle, but come on. At least pitch in when the team is clearly drowning. If I wanted to do the work of two people, I’d apply for one of those high-level Sam’s careers, not get stuck with everything in the store on my shoulders. So I’m running around, trying to make sure I don’t miss anything, and my manager comes up to me again. This time, she’s all about how I need to do things faster. Faster? I’ve been working like a damn robot, and now she wants me to pick up the pace? There’s only so much a person can do, and I swear, she thinks I’m supposed to be some kind of superhero. Honestly, it felt like she was just waiting for me to mess up so she could call me out in front of the whole team. It’s like she was setting me up to fail. By the end of the day, I was exhausted. But here’s the kicker—after all that, she still gave me some lame feedback about how I could’ve done things better. Really? Maybe I would’ve done things better if I wasn’t trying to juggle a hundred different things at once while no one else seemed to give a sh^t. Now I’m sitting here, thinking about whether Sam’s careers are even worth it. Like, do I really want to keep busting my a^s for a company that doesn’t care about its employees? I’m starting to think I can do better somewhere else. It’s hard to stay motivated when you’re constantly getting thrown under the bus. I know I’m not the only one who feels this way, and I’m sure a lot of people working here are going through the same cr^p. I just want some recognition, you know? A little bit of appreciation goes a long way. At the end of the day, I don’t know what the he^l I’m doing with Sam’s Club anymore. Maybe I’ll stick it out for a while longer and see if things change. Or maybe I’ll start looking into Sam’s careers somewhere else. Either way, I’m done working myself to the bone for a manager who can’t even be bothered to help out when it counts.