Help Isom IGA recover from devasting floods
My first boss loved to yell. He was the store manager of a high-volume location, a respected industry veteran, and a great merchant. I was a teenager in my first retail job. And he delighted in screaming at me.
One of my co-workers told me not to take it personally. “That’s just the way he is when he's stressed.” It seemed to me that he was always stressed.
Later, when I was a department head, and then a store manager, I discovered why my first boss seemed to be so angry all the time: retail will drive you crazy. Moment to moment, day to day, it seems like there is always something going wrong. I don’t have to tell you. It wears on you, making you exhausted and emotional. And often angry.
All of us have to come up with ways to cope with retail stress. (Yelling at people isn’t the best answer, by the way.)
But during COVID, when sales are high and out-of-stocks are a daily problem; when shoppers get angry about being asked to wear masks and associates have to sit out when they are even worried about being ill, stress is a bigger problem than ever before. And now the holidays will very soon be here, with all that they entail.
Some of you have asked me for advice. How can you keep your associates from burning out? How can you keep your management team motivated? How can you stay calm in the middle of all this new stress?
Here are a few tips—more anecdotal than scientific, mind you—but they seem to work to help de-escalate issues, whether they come from an associate in stress, a customer acting out, or manager being pushed beyond their limits during this unusual, frustrating, and often frightening time.
It is way easier to type advice like this than to do it. And it is hard to remember these steps when you are in the heat of the moment, but I know from firsthand experience they do seem to make a difference.
I worked for that first store manager for a summer and he yelled at me each and every day. Nothing I did seemed to be good enough. So when it was time to go back to school, and he pulled me aside to tell me I was a great associate and I would be welcome to stay on part-time, I was dumbfounded.
“Charlie, I thought you hated me?” I asked him.
“Nah, kid. Me yelling just means I care,” he told me.
Wish I had this article to send him all those years ago!
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