hit like a train on a track

i lost a co-worker last week. she was on the schedule Wednesday morning but wasn't there for work.

it took a couple days of prying until i found out she'd been fired. fired for stealing money. she's been with the store for years and years, and they got rid of her for taking money. i don't believe its true. i work for people that jump at the chance to crucify their employees for theft. they hammer in the nails at least three times a year. its awful. they dehumanize them. they turn the rest of their own people against them. then they hire more, mostly young ones, and train them improperly so as to create a new clique of ignorant temporary workers who have no concept of struggle, inconvenience and camaraderie. [they also can't run a register to save their lives.] they're obedient and follow all the protocol. offer all the extra benefits that eat up time and require eye-contact and near in-depth conversation with the customer. they exceed quotas on their daily requirement sheets. 27 donations here, twelve rewards card enrollments there. its pathetic. cashiers in a large busy retail environment are there to MOVE THE LINE! sometimes even friendly banter drives me nuts. I'm polite. i thank the customer and give them the correct change. i don't hurry them or even let them see my roll my eyes when they ask stupid questions. i move the lines and take the money.

i hate my fucking job. i miss the old ladies.