so about a month-ish ago i changed jobs, quitting the circus of shit that was virgin active before i had another job lined up, and finding my way into sweatshop, the running retailer.
i guess it was a sign of just how much i couldn’t stand the old place that i made what some people might see as a rash decision, but i’m glad i took the risk. it’s a good feeling to be able to see yourself through others’ eyes as ‘employable’.
new job is hardly rocket-science, nor is it great pay at all, but i actually love it. the people that come in all tend to be decent, interesting people, and all i end up seeming to do is chat to them all, learning about their stories of injury and triumph, motivations and ambitions. i doubt there’s many roles like that within retail, and i’m lucky that i work under people who don’t impose styles on you: they don’t say you have to say this, or say that. i’m just free to be myself in the way i talk to customers and so far it seems to be working.
we’ve also got an altitude centre upstairs, as well as a running school and an impressive gym downstairs limited to 400 members at a time, all of which i can train on. and then there’s the 5k / interval training we run twice a day every day, and i can’t think of many jobs where you get paid to run!
so pay low, job satisfaction high. i think i can take that for now!