Wilderness Jess, reporting from the snowy tundra.
Luckily, I no longer work in retail, but I had a job at a luxury department store for over 4 years. As the only woman without click-clack nails and the only person without extensive knowledge of designer clothes, I was immediately the black sheep in my store. I never fit in with the retail crowd, but there was one coworker, a salesperson from Women’s Shoes, with whom I clicked.
We would blab on our break over company coffees and peruse the fragrance aisle on breaks. And despite the mind-numbing music and riotous customers, this friendship made each shift tolerable. Truly, it was this one coworker friend who helped me survive retail, but at the end of the day, it was the 30% employee discount that really sweetened the deal.
And discounts are not something to mess with.




