I'm grateful to be done with retail work this year. The "War On Christmas" crowd are the worst humans on the face of the planet as it is, more so between November 1 and January 1.
At 11:59 AM, they hear "go in peace to love and serve the Lord," then by 12:06 PM they're screaming at some poor 18 year old girl trying to move the line through.
Having worked as a retail manager for a big box store for a few years, I’ll never go back to working with the general public. I’ve been punched, bitten, scratched, and spit on in the past month alone at my current job. Give me that every. single. day. over listening to white trash tell me that I suck at my job, while I helplessly watch her husband steal two fragrance sets from the top of counter display.