So I've now done a week on my new job. Honestly, I'm still having panic attacks about work. Not actual attacks, mind, but I'm still on edge frequently. It's not a super hard job, but I think I'm discovering that I don't handle large scale operations of any kind, especially when the work is so diverse. A bookstore I can handle. A used bookstore, I can handle. A video store, I can handle. Working a register, I can handle. A music store, I can handle. However, it seems that when putting them all together, my brain turns to mush. I also have to say that I absolutely hate the anti-theft devices our store employs. Not only do they not stop theft (maybe some, but not all by any means), but they are insanely hard to open. I hate wasting people's time trying over and over to open a box, finally having to call over a manager to open it for me.
I am getting better at opening most of the boxes, but I'm afraid I'm starting to run into a moral quandary. Specifically, I'm starting to have a real problem selling people porn, be it in magazine or video form. I can't stop people from doing it, of course. It is their choice. However, I am finding my conscience nagging at me for personally being the one to sell it to them. Honestly, I may have to find another job. I'm going to be darned if I'm going to be a dealer.
I am getting better at opening most of the boxes, but I'm afraid I'm starting to run into a moral quandary. Specifically, I'm starting to have a real problem selling people porn, be it in magazine or video form. I can't stop people from doing it, of course. It is their choice. However, I am finding my conscience nagging at me for personally being the one to sell it to them. Honestly, I may have to find another job. I'm going to be darned if I'm going to be a dealer.