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Greetings Curious Scroller,
If you've never landed in this part of cyber space before, you have taken a hard, fast plunge into the fiery depths of work hell. RHU is dedicated to giving the service worker a voice. If you are an angry customer, a corporate suite, a homophobic race-hater, and you don't like skull masks or swear words, this blog isn't for you. Click away now, before your ears bleed and your eyes explode.
I'm Freddy, Crypt Keeper of Retail Hell Underground RHU -- a place for service slaves to have a voice, tell their story, support each other, or just have a chuckle about the insanity of working in the 10th Circle of Hell! I'm also the author of "Retail Hell," the funny memoir about life as a handbag sales associate at an upscale department store! The sequel, "Return To The Big Fancy," has just been released in hardcover and e-reader and is available wherever books are sold!
You know, I use to enjoy the holidays, even working retail doesn't doesn't ruin the holidays for me. It's the in-laws that ruin it for me. They are so petty. It wasn't so bad while my family still lived near by. But about 8 years ago my sister and my mom moved out of state so now all I have is my husband's family. Now the holidays are just something I have to endure. They just suck the fun out of anything festive.
Posted by: perky | Wednesday, November 28, 2012 at 03:35 AM