I had a major End of Financial Year sale to promote for a company at three different stores this week. The first job was horrible... though I know I did really well the manager was grumpy and would not admit my spruiking did any good (you get those on occasion) and kept telling me how to do my job
The second one was another who didn;t want to admit I had done well but I knew I had. I know the traffic flow and budget of the store very well. But any thank you or praise... NOPE!
I thought it was just me having a low. You get them in this job sometimes... maybe once a year. Way too much happy happy and its hard in this financial climate. You have to work bloody hard at it. Sometimes you feel like just picking up the mic and saying "You know what? I dont give a rats arse if you buy a damn thing! I am going home to do something productive and beneficial to mankind!" My daughter and I had discussed it in the last week and she was having the same feelings. We dont usually get them at the same time and talk each other through it. It does pass usually. So I went to this new place today with doom and gloom over me (not that I showed it).
The girls were lovely and kept checking to make sure I had hot water for my throat and gave me a smile. At the end of the shift the manager had gathered the staff with her and personally thanked me for an amazing job, asked the girls to repeat to me the compliments they had said to her about me and my work, and said she would personally ask to have me back for future jobs. I get a "well done" etc from managers, but this was really lovely and meant so much to me after such a horrid previous two days.
Just keep swimming... just keep swimming.. just keep swimming....