Morale is lower than a snake's dick right now.
There's no communication from ETLs to the TLs. There was an email sent out reminding us that some people were going to be going to be gone for the week to do a remodel at another store. In order to remind us of something you had to have told us about it in the first place.
I haven't spoken to my ETL in 2 weeks. I haven't spoken to my STL in even longer. Meanwhile, my blocks are loaded with pallets of transition and unpushed merch. There were 21 when I left Friday. There were 28 when I came in Monday.
In the past month, I've had 2 TMs cry in front of me because of job stress. At my last job, that I worked at for 7 years, I had 1 person cry in front of me, and that was because their cat died.
They are constantly taking my HL TMs and working them in other areas, leaving me and the other HL TL without a team.
I used to dread coming to work because I would have to play catch up with my work, zone and reshop, do rigs, back up cashier, take GSA calls, and cover Electronics breaks. Now I just keep my expectations low. That way I'm never dissapointed. I don't stress because there's no follow up. My bosses give me no feedback, positive or negative. I feel like I could clock in and do literally nothing for 8 hours and they would'nt notice. I have no idea if I'm doing a good job or bad job, because no one has ever told me.
I have never worked for a company that was so poorly organized, had such little communication, or placed such little value on their employees. And I used to work for fucking Radioshack.
I could on and on and on.