I’m a newbie. Meaning that I walk around the store with things from the dressing room to put back with a lost look on my face. And I process returns very slowly. And when people ask me for something in a different size, I bring it back in a different color (right size, though).
Meaning that I process someone’s coupon wrong and almost cost them $20 more than it should have. Thank goodness people check their receipts.
Meaning that as much as I love my job, I hate being a newbie. I hate not knowing things. I hate having to ask someone every time I press a wrong button or can’t figure out why the computer’s acting this way. Oh, I just had to click? That’s all? Oh. I was just one button away? Oh. I promise I’m intelligent. I promise it wasn’t a mistake to hire me. I promise that I won’t ask questions forever…. probably.
Meaning that I’m learning. And learning is slightly humiliating, which is good. Not necessarily fun at the time, but you learn so much more from being a newbie and making mistakes than just coasting through. I’ll look back and laugh at this sometime soon, once I can do all the basic responsibilities of being a sales associate. For now, it’s just another thing I don’t know, but it’s character building for tomorrow.
I won’t continue in error, but I won’t slap myself every time I don’t reach perfection either. There’s a place for both.