The idea that there are many people who have it harder than you is pretty bad. I'll tell you the end result of being paralyzed in thinking by corporate livestock.

An all-female workplace was troublesome. I experienced seniors, factions, and insidious bullying at my part-time job [true story].

All-female workplaces are a pain in the ass. work
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I would like to share with you an incident I experienced at a part-time job when I was a student.

I worked in customer service in an all-girls retail store.

It was a painful experience, but I sincerely believe that it is because of this experience that I have been able to do what I have done so far.

I never thought I would be bullied so insidiously as an adult! LOL! Psycho!

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Bullying by senior madams at a part-time sales job.

It's group bullying, it was too bad.

When I was a student, I worked part-time as a sales clerk.

There, the madams around me would bad-mouth me behind my back, or treat me like a jerk to my face, and so on.
harassmentThere was a time when I received

Apparently, a bureaucratic bossy person didn't like me.It's like.

At first, it was like, "Let's cooperate with each other and work hard for the store's sales! At first, we were in a good mood, like we were all united.

But gradually, the attitude of the female boss (senior in age) and other subordinate mini-madams near the female boss became suspicious...

His attitude became more and more overt, and he became very overbearing and unreasonably snippy.

Uh...I'm being watched.I was convinced that this was the case.

Obviously, his words and actions were spiky, and he had a lot of harsh words. He was like, "What? You say that? They are direct and direct. They bully us in groups....

I guess it was easier for them to attack me because they had their friends, including the boss. If everyone was with me, I wouldn't be afraid. Kuk.

Fortunately, there were a few neutral people who saved the day at times, though.

The frustration became a springboard to start fighting back. But that felt pointless.

Gradually, the madams' behavior escalated, and I was running out of patience.I fought back, too.

I didn't stump or harass them in the same way, but I countered with personal sales.

The system was such that if a customer I served made it all the way to the cash register, that was my sales. (The key is how closely you stick to your customers.)

I think it was stressful for the customers because I could not type at the cash register without being there for them.

I was busy with college, so I was at work about four days a week, and the madams were at work more than that.

Considering the hours they work, of course their monthly sales should be better than the madams'.We dared to go beyond sales! I thought, "I'm going to go beyond sales!

I didn't want to be harassed like the madams, but I also didn't want to not vent this frustration somewhere, so I countered with sales.I did.

As a result, I didn't do as well as the boss, but I got to the point where the boss came in first and I came in second. If the female seniors around the boss are jealous, it's called true desire.

So, here we are.Yay!I'm not sure if it seemed like it, but it really wasn't.

I didn't feel like "I'm going to work harder" just because I did this, and I began to feel like "What am I doing? Yes, the feeling of emptiness only increased.

I learned that a workplace full of girls can have these kinds of problems.

Workplaces full of girls, not all of them, and depending on who works there and the type of work, some workplaces full of girls are easier to work in than others.

However, it is also true that petit bullying like the one I experienced this time is easy to occur. Because you hear about it all the time. And this is my experience.

I truly did not want to experience this kind of environment again.

And at the same time, I thought, "What's the point of forcing myself to endure and work here for me?"

Because I was interested in working in a dealership, but I was like, "I love this job soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much! I can only learn something here, so I'm going to do my best! I didn't feel like "I love this job soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much! After what happened to me...

Then I learned that "a workplace full of women can cause this kind of hassle, trouble, and mess," and I realized, "I don't want to choose it knowing that there is a risk, and it doesn't fit.

If you know that this is not the right environment for you, then don't choose it in the first place.So that's why.

The importance of choosing the right environment for you

After all, you never know about a company or a part-time job until you enter it.

howeverIt is possible to gather rough information before joining the company on the ratio of men to women and whether or not it is easy to work in different types of jobs.It is.

You can determine before you join if the workplace is full of girls or if there are men as well. Especially if it is store sales.

If you like a workplace full of girls, you should choose such a place, and if you know that you are comfortable working in a place with many employees, you should choose such a place.

If you know from the beginning what you are good at, or what you are not good at, or what doesn't fit, then you can choose an environment that suits that, and you can do your best work. Well, I'm just stating the obvious!


Thanks to this experience, I learned that it is important to know "what kind of male/female ratio I am suited to work in" and to "make a decision before applying for a job.

Of course, as we enter society, we cannot escape the bonds of human relationships.

To be honest, looking back on it now, the petty bullying at that part-time job was very tough. But even so, I am glad that I experienced it because it helped me understand my own tendencies.

I never want to see these girls again though. LOL!

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