I am not a runner.
Oh don’t get me wrong – I love to run. I enjoy the exercise, the time alone to think and listen to music and podcasts. Running refreshes and recharges my body and my brain.
I made a huge mistake though when I confessed in church that I want to run a full marathon this year to celebrate my 30th birthday. People are going to hold me accountable to that. And that’s no good because I am not a runner.
I try to run 2-3 times a week. But a lot of times it’s just once. Sometimes I even go a couple of weeks between runs.
I’m not very fast either – I average about 10 minutes and 30 seconds per mile. I hate running in the morning. I only run in the afternoons or at night. Continue reading
Seasonal. I was just supposed to be a seasonal employee.
In November of 2013, a few months after leaving my full-time position as a youth pastor, I began working at Kohls part time to help me earn some extra spending money for Christmas.
I thought I would work here for a few weeks.
Today, over seven months later, I’m clocking in at Kohls for the very last time.
Life has not panned out as I planned it in 2014. I didn’t find a full time job as soon as I thought I would.
But now, as I prepare for a new working opportunity, I’ve been wondering how to sum up my experience with Kohls.
Diving back into the world of retail after a 7 year absence has been one of the most challenging experiences of my life.
I’ve complained. I’ve cried. I’ve whined. I’ve moaned and groaned to my closest friends. I’ve screamed at God, wondering why He would let me flounder in a dead-end job without any hopeful prospects on the horizon.
I’ve struggled to figure out exactly what I’ve learned from this detour in life.
Maybe it is still too soon to tell what all my time at Kohls has taught. But I have come up with a few things that have surprised me along the way about myself as an employee, about consumer behavior, and about the retail world. Continue reading
I get asked one question almost everyday:
“Excuse me sir. Do you work here?”
Who me? The guy with the headset and walkie talkie on, the guy with the nametag and lanyard with the store name on it, the guy who’s putting all the shoes back on the shelf? Why yes, in fact I do work here!
I just don’t get it. To me, it should be obvious to customers that I’m an employee. I can’t quite figure out how some people can’t quite figure it out.
Apparently though, there’s something more I should be doing. My labor is not bearing fruit in their eyes.
Maybe there are other things I should be focusing on. I’m sure I could be talking to customers more, engaging with them instead of doing all the daily tasks of the shoe department. Maybe then people would recognize who I work for.
The whole thing makes me think of that age-old guilt producing Sunday School question: “If you were put on trial for being a Christian, would there be enough evidence to find you guilty?” Continue reading