you can hire me for any of my many skills, not just writing ;)
i'll be mostly busy with my forthcoming, self-induced/self-guided ephwhyell sewing training program
but i'll have some time to spare
cause i've always got time to spare ;)
i ultimately decided to leave, because i simply could not stand the incompetence of management any longer. don't worry, everyone in charge got an ear full, lol. hawai'i is not what it seems, i'll just say that. i wish that more people would try to understand the complexity of the environment in which hawai'i exists. the most-pressing thing that i wish that mainlanders understood about hawai'i is that when hawaiians refer to non-hawaiians, they are not referring to only white people. if mainlanders understood this, i think a certain sort of light would be shed on this place, and others would begin to understand the crushing oppression that is happening here to certain members of the jobforce. it's tragic. the one example i will share is about how a teacher (japanese) claimed that a dad (islander) punched her in the face when he confronted her at school for reasons that are unknown to me. the camera angle on the event (the one they showed) does not catch the alleged punch, itself. you see him come at her, and then there's this pole or tree in the way, and you see her fall to the ground. the woman has zero bruising or any indication on her face that she was actually punched. she even mentioned that during the school board meeting or court hearing? i'm not sure. anyway, i'm pretty sure the family lost or will lose, and it makes my fucking blood boil. rip roaring rage. there is zero evidence on her face that she was punched. he came at her, she got scared (that racist little bitch) and tripped and fell. plain as that. and then the family, all islander-looking, has to walk through a crowd of asian and white people to exit the meeting/hearing! rip roaring rage. as much as i wish i could do something or anything about the shit-hole of a nightmare it is here, i do not feel any sort of responsibility to change a place that does not care about changing itself, and since the cojobbers are trapped, they also cannot fight for themselves, because the system here is so blatantly rigged.
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| i know my worth well enough to know when i'm being disrespected. i'm out, bitches \\//. thanks for the lei, bestie! thanks for the gifts, alice! *weeps* |
especially since i myself am not hawaiian, and i am not even a local, i really have no right to insert myself anywhere, in my opinion, but i do also think that there is a glaring lack of understanding about this place, in general, and for good reason. the people in power are framing the narrative, like, duh. and while the assumption is that the villains are white, they are not, and this is what makes this place so particularly sinister, from my pov, because from the mainland-pov, this place seems like a diversity utopia, and it is, cause as we all know, utopia is a hellscape.
as far as the Safeway location at which i was employed is concerned, the place is full of hostility due to the incompetence (a well-known side effect of cronyism) of the managers in charge, and let's be real, there's no changing a company's shitty "culture," amirite? not only that, the cronyism within the Safeway locations here, on the islands, is blatantly abused. it's a very open secret, and i'm sure Albertsons corporate is aware of the situation, but what do they care about the employees on the ground who do all the heavy lifting, amriite? lol. also, i saw that article in seattle about how they're suing Albertsons/Safeway for, in simplest terms, pricing fraud. the article relays how customers have noticed that when there are BOGO items advertised, the item will slowly rise in price before the BOGO deal, and so, by the time the item hits the deal, they're not really getting a buy-one-get-one deal. as a former pricing manager, "Yea, duh."
Safeway raises prices in three ways, specifically:
- An item is Regular price, and then the Regular price goes up.
- Regular price tags are the "base" price for an item when it is Not On Sale
- for example:
- today one gallon of milk costs $4.99 (not on sale)
- tomorrow it will cost $5.49 (not on sale)
- An item is On Sale, and the Regular price goes up.
- While the item is On Sale, the Regular or "base" price will change
- for example:
- today one gallon of milk costs $4.99 Regular, $4.49 On Sale
- tomorrow one gallon of milk costs $5.49 Regular, $4.49 On Sale
- An item was On Sale, and then a "new base price" is replaced by a "lower base price" when the item goes Off Sale
- This one is the most complicated price-change tactic, imo, and i think that it is particularly sinister.
- for example:
- today one gallon of milk costs $5.49 Regular, $4.49 On Sale
- tomorrow one gallon of milk will have a tag that reads $6.99 Regular (crossed out), $5.49 NEW LOW PRICE!
the crazy part about this whirlwind of a jobbing experience is that we moved here with the hopes of jobbing our same overnight part-time jobs, but before we left, i had lamented to the bodybuddy/lifemate that my one glaring issue, with regards to my business acumen, was pricing. when we finally got here and found a Safeway that would take our transfer, i was offered this pricing position. in short, i was floored. not only was the position in pricing, but also, it was a management position, because i had to manage my whole department, which included a backup and price tag hangers, all of whom i had to train myself. not only that, but the office into which i was blissfully and ignorantly thrust was non-existent, so i was able to build a department from top to bottom.
all-in-all, this whole jobbing chapter of my life was a net positive. i learned a lot. i mostly learned how-not to be, how-not to treat jobbers, how-not to manage, etc., etc., etc., because at the end of the day, i just hated my bosses. seriously, though, i have never had to endure such incompetence. i would share every example, but that just gives waay too much power to the two idiots in charge of the Safeway i just left.
i will miss some of my cojobbers, obviously, and i certainly hope to never see others, lol.
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Onward &as i do every "morning" when i wake up i ring the singing bowls &i speak words &on the morning of my last day i decided to utter the words i have been too afraid to speak out of fear that the words are me succumbing to laziness, etc. &because i know that i've worked hard enough long enough to have earned work coming to me for once &so i rang the big singing bowl first &spoke "i want something to fall into my lap" ¬ two hours into my last day that thing was a person |