Working Experience at Jusco

It has been very long since I last posted something here. Just to revive my blog, here's what had happened in my life up until now, and what I am up to right now.

I worked 'very very briefly' at Jusco. It was so brief that I did not get any salary from Jusco. Nope, I was not fired, I quit. I could have got my salary by informing Jusco seven days prior to my resignation, but I thought, since I just worked THREE days at Jusco, I might as well quit without any strings attached (correct language?). Actually when I interviewed for the position of sales assistant the lady there asked me if I can do liquor and wine department. I said I would prefer other departments. She then told me to be present that day, and next she will decide then on where should she put me.

So, I reached the Jusco staff entrance at 9.30am, where a Jusco security staff brought us up the lift and into a room. (They are the Blue Waves, some of them wearing just a T-shirt, some of them wearing full security guard uniform) Then, two ladies came in, and they were the Management Trainees. They looked through our application forms and asked for lots of things... SPM results la, Maybank account la, photostated copy of IC la...etc etc. It was a small room with I think was fourteen new staffs, sitting in a circle on sofas.

After all those stuff was done away, they spoke about the rules, conduct, etc... etc... (oops, I think this is going to be boring...) Then it was lunch, then we were told to sign some contract. Then it's time to get our UNIFORMs. Next, I was sent to my department: Liqour.

Okay, fast forward a bit. What I did for the three days was helping to carry boxes, arranging the items properly from time to time, helped out with the labelling, stock up things etc. etc. It did not take me long to realize my perception on sales assistants was wrong: Sales assistants are not the one who talk to the customers about clothes, about wine, about television things and stuff like that. They are the ones who assists with the products, arranging them and that sort of things... HUGE DIFFERENCE!!

So, after three days of hard work, I quit. There were people who came up to me and asks why did I chose to work there, including the lone Chinese worker there who is working as cashier. After a good talk with him, who is two years my junior in terms of age (after SPM), I decided to quit. I actually did not quit properly, and I don't see the need to do so actually. I don't get paid even if I inform the supervisor face to face, or I type out a formal letter and send it to the management office.

Okay, learnt my lesson well. But anyway, life goes on. Will update soon on my new job!