hell fuckin yeah! sure, i've only been at my job a month. and sure, whenever it gets down to the end of the month and i know we haven't been secret shopped, it gets me all nervous and i hide out more than usual because i don't want to fuck up the six month perfect scores that they have gotten of 104.5%. that is the perfect score of 100 plus all the bonus points you can get. so i've been terrified of being shopped because there is a two page list of all the things you have to say to a shopper to get points. and i just knew that i would forget one of them.
and yet, yesterday i got done early with some of my training items so i went out on the floor. and a woman came in with her very cute little girl and i talked with her about 20 minutes about different options to get her set up. then she said she had to run next door because she'd just stopped by to buy her little girl a mattress and had wanted to stop in to get info before she made her final decision. i gave her a card, thanked her for coming in and thought nothing more about it.
then today i get a call from my manager and then one from jay. i called jay back and he's all like "oh my god, megan, you got shopped". immediately visions of the horrible scores other stores have gotten started flashing through my head, along with all the very disappointed looks of my coworkers for ruining their rolling perfect score average. jay said "well, you got higher than a 90." my heart just sank. i felt horrible for about three seconds til he said "you got way higher than a 90. you got a perfect score." i literally jumped up and down.
what can i say. i like to do well. and to be recognized for doing well. and my manager being so proud of me for getting a perfect score as a new hire makes me feel good. and my teammates at the store being proud of me for not fucking up makes me feel good. and being in an environment that is competitive makes me happy, because i guess i am just one of those kinds of people. i rock.
posted by megs at 18:14
