Our final blog post before Christmas, and it comes from our senior bookseller, Becky. She has something she’d like to share with you all. Merry Christmas!
Everyone always feels slightly sorry for me at Christmas time because I have worked retail for so long. I will admit that retail Christmas is an extreme in the work world. It is a beast that has its own rules. The fatigue and overwhelm that a retail worker feels is akin to a bad cold.
I have three children, so that tends to make it a little harder. They have their own copious set of spirited activities to attend, and my presence is essentially required at each one. Scheduling becomes a challenge.
Usually I just buck up and deal with the holiday intensity in a way that only a mom who works retail can. I put my head down and get the task done that is directly in front of me. I don't even have a minute to look around and appreciate what's going on.
But this year feels a little different. This year I left my big box job and found a wonderful little gem called Skylark Bookshop. I have seen the delight in each of your faces as you walk through the door. I know that feeling, because I had the same one.
The customers who visit Skylark are not just fulfilling their shopping needs, they are actually ENJOYING the experience. What a difference from those who come in already mad that they have to be there. It's a stark change for me.
What a joyful, lovely place we have made. If you have been in, you know.
So, thank you. From a veteran retail worker who kinda forgot that the holidays are also supposed to be about magic. You've reminded me.