So as you’ve seen me mention before, I work retail. My bosses are both younger than me and treat this job like they’re working something important like Homeland Security.
For the past month or so, the endometriosis pain has been progressing to the point where I’m almost non-functional. Little by little each day my ability to lead a normal life is disappearing. Hubby and I were actually discussing today the idea of me using a wheelchair when we go out because I can no longer walk through a store for longer than five minutes.
My job is fully aware of my physical limitations and the way my disease is progressing. So today, I look at my tasks for the day:
- Put out stock of electrical items
- Sweep entire store
Electrical items are on the top shelf of our stock room. They require a LADDER to pull down. And I cannot even walk from the front to the back of the store without support, let alone sweep the entire thing.
So I take a glance at the tasks my coworker has to do. She has ONE task, to take small makeup items out of the Tupperware totes and put them out on the floor. All of which is a)lightweight and b) at ground level.
The cruelty of humankind astonishes me sometimes.