I was a piano teacher for about 10+ years when we moved and instead of continuing with that career at the time, I chose to work in retail. If there's anything more fun than shopping for yourself, then its helping other people shop! I worked for a women's clothing retailer which specialized in sizing from 4-24 and is no long in business. Before I worked there, I shopped there, and one of the perks was the employee discount and of course you were made to wear the clothing while working.
The holidays were especially crazy and fun to work. There were lots of specialty items that would be marketed just for season. The polar fleece sweaters with adorable festive prints were favourites for many. Wives would come in and set things on hold for their husbands to come do their Christmas shopping later on. Some poor forlorn husbands would rush in on Christmas Eve expecting to still find the sweater their sweetums saw back in November and we'd have to tell them no, sorry, that's sold out.
The store would hire special staff just for the holiday rush and for the chaos that ensued on Boxing Day. The change rooms always looked like a bomb went off. Shauna was our fitting room guru. I'd never seen someone create such magic in the helping and clearing of the change rooms. I'm not sure I've even seen it since! I have some really great memories of that time and sometimes I can still feel what it was like to be in the store at closing time, cleaning and folding in the quiet, and what it sounded like to close the door at the end of the day.
When I'd moved on to management with a different Canadian retailer, the mall held Midnight Madness. The stores would stay open until midnight, and we'd all have to take turns working a shift once. I remember one particular time we were lacking energy and maybe for some reason it wasn't that busy at that particular time, so I went down to the Starbucks on break and returned with chocolate covered coffee beans. Myself and my coworker ate them, and the result was energy alright but also insomnia for the rest of the weekend!
I worked in retail for about 5 years when the fun left and the hours and staff drama started to get to me. I remember walking into the music school and the director at the time asked, "what's taken you so long?" Teaching was really my calling and I'd gotten several signs that I was indeed meant to return to it. While that's still true these many years later, I still try to be kind when I'm shopping and even the other day a cashier complimented me for being so patient with her. I've been on that side of the counter and there's no point getting upset. It doesn't prove nor solve anything. If we can't be kind during the holidays then really, when can we be?
I've noticed a real return to non-covid shopping this year. In my excursions parking lots are once again full and stores are bustling, and the Christmas tunes are flowing. It's so great to see that maybe Christmas doesn't all come from an Amazon box after all. If you are out and about doing your holiday shopping, soak in the atmosphere, be kind and thank your frazzled retail workers.
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