Starbucks A Worst Nightmare I was making a grande vanilla bean frappiccino while other customers were waiting in line to have their order taken. Business was slow that day, but heck, everyday at my job was a slow one. I would think to myself, Why the hell am I still working here? when this place gets no business at all. Of course, I work at Starbucks, not the ones that you see on the corner of the streets, but I worked at the one in Target.
At my Starbucks, we would have one person working each shift. We had three shifts per day, the opening shift, the midday, and the closing shift. With all my luck I got to either open the store, or close the store. I really didn’t like opening or closing, but I said to myself, money is money, and I can’t go wrong with making money. Another thing that bothered me about my job was the money.
My starting salary was only $6. 50 per hour, while other Starbucks salaries started at $8. 00 an hour. I didn’t apply anywhere else, so I guess I was stuck with the job I had for now. It was the first Monday of the week, and I had to open with my boss Tenesha. She was my boss at Starbucks, but had the same duties as everyone else that worked at Starbucks.
On Mondays, we usually had a rush of customers, rushing to get a hot cup of coffee for the road to work, or just morning moms wanting our new brew of coffee for the week. But Tenesha had inventory that week, so I was stuck making coffee all day till Andrew, another employee came in around 1 p. m. It was around 10: 00 a. m. , just around the time where I take my lunch break, and all of a sudden Amber my Leader On Duty, or LOD for short, came up to me and told me that I needed to do a more thorough job on cleaning the station every time a guest comes.
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II. The major agent of socialization that I think has influenced my own socialization is the workplace. The workplace has influenced my life in many ways. Before I began working, I did not have anything to worry about. I would wake up, go to school, go to practice, then come home and do whatever I wanted. On the weekends, I could be as lazy as I wanted, or I could do anything that was fun because ...
She said that if I do that, then it would attract guests and suggest them to buy some coffee. It had been several times that Amber has come up to me and told me how to do my job, on either cleaning or how to present Starbucks to our guests while they shopped. It wouldn’t just be me that she would always scold; she had been doing this to everybody working there. A lot of people have told me that they were so close in just walking out on the job, and never looking back working for Target again. I also thought to myself, maybe I should just quit my job as well. I didn’t see the point in that so I just sat outside were the tables were and waited till a guest came on over and wanted a cup of coffee.
I sat out where the tables were for about a couple of minutes, before Amber my LOD came back, and asked me to go to the storage room with her, so she can talk to me. I didn’t know that she had asked Tenesha my boss as well to join her to talk to me. The conversation started with her asking several questions about How long have I been working here? What do I see myself doing in a year from now? Basically the questions right before they fire an employee. Just before she asked another question, I told Amber “I really don’t appreciate you coming over here, and telling me how to do my job, even though your authority, because you don’t have any experience working at Starbucks.” I also said to Amber, ” If someone does have a problem on how I’m running the store, I’d rather have Tenesha come up to me, and tell me how to do it otherwise, and she hasn’t told me anyways.”So I don’t see the problem with me running the store the way that I am, until Tenesha tells me otherwise.” It was about a couple of seconds later before Amber was going to tell me something else, when I told Amber and Tenesha, “You know what, I’m sick and tired of people telling me how to do my job and I’m not going to take it anymore.” I then went back outside, I took off my green apron, and my black Starbucks hat, and I walked out of Target, and went home. When I got home, it wasn’t more than a couple of minuets later before Tenesha had called me, and I told her, “I’m done working for Starbucks, and you guys need to find a replacement for me.” After I told Tenesha that, I was back at home enjoying the work free life. After a couple of days went by, Andrew my former employee called me, and asked me what had happened that day I walked out of Starbucks.
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The ideal job is a career path where you do work which you love and which completely satisfies you. It is the profession that one is good at, interested in, and most importantly, happy doing, and getting rewarded with a source of income for it. To understand what work would be ideal job, I really do have to understand myself first, then my work interest, and work motivations. My type of work I ...
I told him that, “I was sick and tired of Amber telling me how to do my job, and the only person that should tell me would be Tenesha.” Andrew said, “Every job is going to be like that, and if you view that you can just walk out on a job, that I was sadly mistaken.” After talking to Andrew, and the advice he told me on the job life, I was thinking to myself, “Was it that big of a deal to just walk out on the job”? “Did I really have a good reason to quit my job”? With all the questions I asked my self, I answered them all no. I found out that every job is going to be like the one I had at Starbucks, and if I just walk out every time I have a problem with something, I will never be able to work again. In any job, if you have a problem with something, never walk away because you ” re never going to get anywhere if you do. I also learned that everybody goes through the same things at work everyday, but they find ways in coping with it, and never think about quitting their job, unless the really have too. I learned that in every job you ” re going to have a bad day, or nightmare, but you just have to wake up sometimes.
