Jobs I’ve Had: GAP Minion
After I’d been working at my dad’s store summers and holidays for a few years, the novelty wore off. I wanted, for some reason I cannot imagine, a “real job.” I wasn’t required to work by my parents; given how much crap I did after school, it was more discouraged than anything. But a friend of mine was working at the GAP Outlet at the Big Pink Outlet Mall, and they needed holiday help. I applied and was hired.
Working for the GAP is a lot like dying a little bit every day. It starts off fun enough, but of anywhere I have ever worked retail, that place can go from zero to zoo in about 2.3 seconds. This had to have been late 1997, and the GAP was very popular. Cheap GAP was even MORE popular. I learned how to fold jeans and shirts (there is a *correct* way) and learned a little bit about merchandising. I was never trained to run a cash register there, which in retrospect was probably very good. Checkout might have been the worst gig there.
Actually, the worst gig there was the dressing rooms, and followed by that, the kids and baby section. Those clothes are small. And typically people shopping for and/or with their kids are not the type to attempt to make less of a mess. Cleaning up in there after a weekend night was pretty much the most atrocious thing to do in the whole store.
After the holidays got over with, I can’t remember if I quit or if they just let all the holiday help go. I was actually reliable and probably could have stayed, if I remember correctly, but other than when it sucked because it was full of crazed people after mom-jeans, it was the most singularly boring retail job I’ve ever had.
May 21st, 2009 at 10:49 am
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