I am the manager of the Seasonal department at a "large discount department store chain" (which shall remain nameless), so I spent my days stocking and straightening Halloween stuff last month, including the big feet of that Frankenstein monster on a shelf way above my head. Now, of course, I'm fluffing branches on Christmas trees 24 years working at this store has led to some major brain damage and mental illness I even DREAM about work most nights! Don't ever work in retail! It's worse than the Post Office!