This past Friday was payday:
I have plenty of experience with my departments of merchandising on the sales floor and with being in charge of storage rooms and I use to work overnight for three years at Bloomingdale’s in the shipping department where we would handle invoices, wrap, and pack expensive orders for shipment, the money that people would spend on items were ridiculous though, hundreds of dollars for teddy bears, cosmetics, and so on. I could see spending good money on the appliances and certain clothing but not that unnecessary shit like make-up and stuffed animals-not the money that they were spending.
Anyway, since I had experience with shipping and had enjoyed it I went to work at Fedex Ground and the money wasn’t bad $13.45 an hour. I was told I was going to be trained along with certain others to specifically work at new shipping departments (I forgot the name of the offices or place the manager had told me we were going to be training to go). So I put in for the night and overnight shift so I could do my other job on earlier days during the week but not too early.
Oh my, I had to be to work by 4am. Okay, no problem, I made the sacrifice since it was just temporary but then around the time in the morning when I had to travel the train wasn’t going to the stop that I needed to get off at to catch the bus to drop me off in front of Fedex so that meant getting off the train a few stops before to walk through abandoned buildings along deserted factory area around dangerous streets that one could get killed on if a car crashed upon the sides of the expressway and to top it off my spiritual antenna kept picking up negative energy and my body was reacting to the eerie vibrations around the area then when I’d get home I’d start seeing visions of the area foreboding me not to go back there.
Then I eventually found out soon after with my own eyes that the area was surrounded by more than one of large acres of cemetery the location burial of millions-literally one of the largest cemeteries in Queens. I was walking right into that shit and could feel it no one is telling me that place isn’t haunted.
Upon leaving my shift I found out that every day I’d have to take my boots off for security to check, my manager said that someone was caught stealing from there once and that everyone had to take their shoes off upon leaving. Sorry but I wouldn’t be doing that every day and what could be stolen from a giant warehouse full of packages that would fit into a pair of sneakers, shoes, or boots? I had a good laugh off that one especially since we had to come in and out through metal detectors.
If one wasn’t working with the cash why does everyone working as package handlers have to take off theirs shoes. I left all that shit alone and have no particular complaints right now with my other job.