Friday, 7 February 2014

A stroll through Target

It's a Monday morning and instead of going to class I get to people watch in Target. Thank you Kenton :)

I grabbed a cup of the best orange blossom tea from Teavana (since once again I'm sick with pharyngitis) and walked into Transcona's new department store - the one with the large bullseye on it.

Very few people browse Target on a Monday morning at 10am. What made it feel really empty was the absence of music. Without music I felt as if I had the entire store to myself, I could actually hear myself think. The silence was a nice change in comparison to other noisy department stores such as Wal-Mart.

Delaney, a woman at guest services who has worked there since March 2013, said their busiest time is Friday nights when people are going home after work. Monday was an inservice day for most schools so I did see a couple of kids there with their grandparents. When I was there the main group of people browsing were elderly mall walkers and a few adult singles looking around. Delaney also mentioned many people come to Target to buy only a couple of items and that's its not a place where you'd stock up on all your groceries. The woman in front of me in line bought a chocolate bar and the man behind me bought some hair dye. Both people were only buying one item and so was I.

I ended up buying a Valentine's Day card. I'd casually already looked at other stores for a card but they were picked over and I'm a tad particular. I use to work at Hallmark - way back. I like to choose a card with just the right picture and just the right saying. Seldom do you get both in one card. I was pleasantly surprised to have found a great card at Target.

Now how adorable is this display? It was front and centre, got my attention, and I bought a card. Successful and awesome display Target! But where Target faltered was when it came to the gift. After finding the card I thought 'now where's the candy at?' Their Valentine's display was WAY at the back of the store. Sure there were some signs telling you where to go but it was located in the back corner of the store. If I wasn't on a mission for this assignment I wouldn't have ventured to the back of the store. I guess they want to keep the Valentine's day candy for next year - because no one will find it there. Again a cute display, too bad no one will find it. 


My favourite part of Target was their freezers. Sounds odd but they have motion detectors that turn on the freezers lights when you walk by. That really made me feel special. Energy conserving and attentive freezers? I dig it. 


Now is our Target different than the ones in the states - for sure. One of the best parts about going to the Target in the states is getting those items that aren't available in Canada. This is still true. Even though there's Targets in Winnipeg it doesn't mean they carry states products on our wish list. I will say I do like how Target often uses whole numbers to sell products such as $3.00 instead of $2.99. It seems more transparent and honest to the consumer. Many might say the prices are higher here in Canada but I'd like to take the dollar difference into account. Sure it's not much of a difference anymore but it's still a factor.


I wouldn't go out of my way to shop at our Targets. It's really a glorified Zellers. It's a store better used for convenience than anything. Christina, the morning cashier, said things have really slowed down. Every once in a while she said there'll be a busy rush but it'll be short. I think the excitement around Target has definitely worn off. The store reminds me of Safeway in a way where if you want the store to yourself go to Target. Better yet, when you're not looking for anything too specific come relax at Target.

Friday, 31 January 2014

Forget fear.

Is it better to do what you love and be poor - Or be rich and miserable?

Many say money doesn't matter but sometimes you really need to pay the bills. (and benefits are nice)

This year I get to graduate twice! The University of Winnipeg is giving me a degree and I'll get a diploma from Red River College. This is a very exciting year. I've been a student for the past 19 years and I've finally perfected the art. It's all coming to a bittersweet end and reality is beginning to set in. Unfortunately there's no job openings for a professional student anywhere.

The pressure to get a job is more intense than ever. Now I must use those pieces of paper I've earned to get me a 'real' adult job. Without going into too much detail, I've found two jobs I'm head over heals for: one in promotions and one as a PR yogi. I have my two dream jobs! (While working my retail job - this girl needs clothes!) So what's the problem?

Do they pay the bills? For now they do.
Do I love my bosses? That's an understatement.

I still worry. That's the problem. Logic says I should be working a big girl job one that's 9-5 Monday to Friday that has a pension and a good blue cross package. The smart woman I've become has been taught year after year that is what is expected of her. This is why I've been putting so much effort into my education. I've put in the effort now it's time to find a real job and reap the benefits. If I'm not working one now, I should be actively seeking one. Except I'm not.

For my work placement this semester I decided to take a step back from being in control and let the world decide where to put me. My thinking was where ever I go I'll make the very best situation out of it. There's no bad work placement. It's what you make of it that counts. (This is very different from my perspective last semester where I was very determined to get out of town - and I did)

Fate, if that's what you call it, introduced me to one of my dream jobs as a PR yogi. I couldn't believe how crazy wonderful this opportunity was and I felt as though it presented itself to me. I didn't actively seek it out. It was similar to my promotions job. The sequence of events have been odd and it's been about being in the right place at the right time and meeting the right people.

I'm not actively seeking a 9-5 Monday to Friday job for two reasons: 1) I'm still in school 2) I'm ridiculously happy doing what I love.

They say if you love what you do you'll never have to work a day in your life. I think that's how the saying goes. I feel truly blessed to have these opportunities and honestly I want to go to work, it's fun, and I can't believe I get paid for it.

When I start thinking about the future fear creeps on in. Am I making the right decision by staying at part time jobs that are semi unstable? If I want that big house with two dogs and a good retirement fund I should start looking for that desk job somewhere.... It doesn't help that both my parents are well educated government workers who've worked their way up and have wicked jobs.

Then I'm reminded I'm 22. I've got a few years to enjoy these jobs and who knows what doors they'll open. I need to stop getting caught up in the expectations that come both internally and externally. It's time to forget fear, stop thinking 'what if?', and do what makes you happy. Choose the path that puts a smile on your face and gets you out of bed in the morning. I've decided poor and happy is the right fit for me - for now. I've chosen to believe when you're happy on the inside the rest will fall into place.