Both the best and worst retail job I ever had. (And the only retail job I've ever had.)
Birds are SO LOUD you gotta wear sound dampening earphones if you're me.
I Drew this before I got Effy!
At (one of) the heights of my depression last year in March I got a job working at a local pet shop.
It was the only place to hire be because the owner knew me from visiting with my family. I applied at Joanns, Hobby Lobby, the local college, a cleaning service, three graphic design jobs, 2 embroidery shops, Home Depot and then Joanns 2 more times all starting in June 2022. Which just made me feel more unworthy of living because I'm not even good enough for a retail job.... The only one to hire me was this local pet shop.
I figured, if I couldn't have a bunny, I could at least learn about caring for them and help out while I was burnt out on art.
It was fun, and I learned a lot, But I struggled with Clocking-In, because the owner was constantly saying how much employees and the shop cost and wasn't making any profit. "Well, I won't clock-in, so the owner doesn't have to pay me...."
I'd stay over time, come in on my days off, offer to pick up shifts, clean, and had fun, and try not to cost the owner as much money as possible.
We don't have a rescue or shelter for rabbits in our area, so the owner would take rabbit's in as surrenders. And one day in late April/Early May, we got in this fluffy black bunny.
"Oh she's so FLUFFY Who is THIS?!"
"That's Effy, Her previous owner passed away so his wife brought her in. Apparently he would pick her up and pet her every day. She's just about 3 or 4 we think."
"Well, someone is going to love her, she's too fluffy for me, and I don't even have my own room, I'm between my mom's house and my brother's..."
Famous last words.
Everyday I would feed, water, clean cages and bowls, clean the shop, rabbit cages were cleaned daily. I'd say hello, give Effy some hay along with the other sick bunnies in the back. (The shop only ever free-fed pellets.)
After my shift I'd clock out and play with her and any other bunny we had at the time.
Id brush the knots from behind her ears, let her snuggle my hand...
She had two brushes from her previous owner, all her toys, hay, bedding and her little Dumore rabbit wire-bottom cage.
I'd open the door and she'd hop right to it and bow her head down, she'd shove her head into my hand for pets, cuddles, that's all she wanted all day. I's stay an hour or two after, and say goodbye to her and the other animals.
We usually quarantined animals for 14-21 days after getting surrenders in to make sure they were ready for adoption. And eventually Effy's ready-for-adoption date came.
I started to get sad, and a few times I'd go home and cry. "I can't have a bunny. I don't make enough, what if she gets sick? Im not good enough to be her owner, she needs the BEST OWNER EVER, thats not me."
Lots of people wanted her, and one day a lady came in to put a deposit on her. My co-worker, knowing I was at home crying nightly, lied and said someone already had a deposit down. (She didnt.) One more night of crying and I decided: To heck with it, I'll adopt her and if it doesnt work out, I'll rehome her. I didnt want to never see Effy again. :(
Thank you Bestie.
I paid her deposit, bough supplies for a pen, food, more toys from my work, took her to my mom's home on May 12, 2023.
Ive always wanted a bunny. It felt like a dream.
I laid in her pen with her and cried.
She drank water and it was the most beautiful sound.
Munched hay, it was music.
The job got stressful, and oh gods the workplace drama, and anytime I'd get anxious, I'd go pet her.
For 6 hours straight.
All day.
I love her.
I kiss her, Im literally petting her right now typing this.
Bunnies are the best, I love bunnies, I love Effy. She's my precious fluffy baby girl, she can have as much hay as she wants, she'll never set paw on a wire bottom cage again, my room is her litter box, my house, her zoomie territory.
She changed my life and I love her.
Birds are SO LOUD you gotta wear sound dampening earphones if you're me.
I Drew this before I got Effy!
At (one of) the heights of my depression last year in March I got a job working at a local pet shop.
It was the only place to hire be because the owner knew me from visiting with my family. I applied at Joanns, Hobby Lobby, the local college, a cleaning service, three graphic design jobs, 2 embroidery shops, Home Depot and then Joanns 2 more times all starting in June 2022. Which just made me feel more unworthy of living because I'm not even good enough for a retail job.... The only one to hire me was this local pet shop.
I figured, if I couldn't have a bunny, I could at least learn about caring for them and help out while I was burnt out on art.
It was fun, and I learned a lot, But I struggled with Clocking-In, because the owner was constantly saying how much employees and the shop cost and wasn't making any profit. "Well, I won't clock-in, so the owner doesn't have to pay me...."
I'd stay over time, come in on my days off, offer to pick up shifts, clean, and had fun, and try not to cost the owner as much money as possible.
We don't have a rescue or shelter for rabbits in our area, so the owner would take rabbit's in as surrenders. And one day in late April/Early May, we got in this fluffy black bunny.
"Oh she's so FLUFFY Who is THIS?!"
"That's Effy, Her previous owner passed away so his wife brought her in. Apparently he would pick her up and pet her every day. She's just about 3 or 4 we think."
"Well, someone is going to love her, she's too fluffy for me, and I don't even have my own room, I'm between my mom's house and my brother's..."
Famous last words.
Everyday I would feed, water, clean cages and bowls, clean the shop, rabbit cages were cleaned daily. I'd say hello, give Effy some hay along with the other sick bunnies in the back. (The shop only ever free-fed pellets.)
After my shift I'd clock out and play with her and any other bunny we had at the time.
Id brush the knots from behind her ears, let her snuggle my hand...
She had two brushes from her previous owner, all her toys, hay, bedding and her little Dumore rabbit wire-bottom cage.
I'd open the door and she'd hop right to it and bow her head down, she'd shove her head into my hand for pets, cuddles, that's all she wanted all day. I's stay an hour or two after, and say goodbye to her and the other animals.
We usually quarantined animals for 14-21 days after getting surrenders in to make sure they were ready for adoption. And eventually Effy's ready-for-adoption date came.
I started to get sad, and a few times I'd go home and cry. "I can't have a bunny. I don't make enough, what if she gets sick? Im not good enough to be her owner, she needs the BEST OWNER EVER, thats not me."
Lots of people wanted her, and one day a lady came in to put a deposit on her. My co-worker, knowing I was at home crying nightly, lied and said someone already had a deposit down. (She didnt.) One more night of crying and I decided: To heck with it, I'll adopt her and if it doesnt work out, I'll rehome her. I didnt want to never see Effy again. :(
Thank you Bestie.
I paid her deposit, bough supplies for a pen, food, more toys from my work, took her to my mom's home on May 12, 2023.
Ive always wanted a bunny. It felt like a dream.
I laid in her pen with her and cried.
She drank water and it was the most beautiful sound.
Munched hay, it was music.
The job got stressful, and oh gods the workplace drama, and anytime I'd get anxious, I'd go pet her.
For 6 hours straight.
All day.
I love her.
I kiss her, Im literally petting her right now typing this.
Bunnies are the best, I love bunnies, I love Effy. She's my precious fluffy baby girl, she can have as much hay as she wants, she'll never set paw on a wire bottom cage again, my room is her litter box, my house, her zoomie territory.
She changed my life and I love her.
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I'm so glad that you got your bunny, and are able to comfort each other!
I get the stress, in my own way. I've worked both at a big chain pet store, which wasn't great, and a locally owned pet store (still a big chain, but a franchise). The two are worlds different. At the first pet store job, I'd go home exhausted and cry. The co-workers there could be terribly rude and cruel. I love my job and my co-workers now, and I seem to keep acquiring cats since I'm the one they call if kittens get dropped off. ;;
I get the stress, in my own way. I've worked both at a big chain pet store, which wasn't great, and a locally owned pet store (still a big chain, but a franchise). The two are worlds different. At the first pet store job, I'd go home exhausted and cry. The co-workers there could be terribly rude and cruel. I love my job and my co-workers now, and I seem to keep acquiring cats since I'm the one they call if kittens get dropped off. ;;
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