Tuesday, July 2
Building a Store
Who are these people, you ask, and why should I care?
You shouldn't necessarily. These are my co-workers at a retail store you probably recognize. The girl in the middle in the street clothes is my daughter, Brandi. We both started at this store before it was even open. It was a brand new store, new to our town.
When we walked into the building on our first day, the walls were bare. There were no clothes, no food, no electronics. Just piles and piles of boxes in the middle of the floor. Along with 150 other people, we were to put the store together. From the floor up. Shelves, labels, product. All up to us.
What had I gotten myself into? I didn't know how to read a planogram. I didn't know how to read DPCI numbers or put in label strips.
I took a deep breath and learned.
Planograms were hard. They are essentially a map and I had a difficult time with them. They frustrated the hell out of me. I often put in label strips backwards.
But we did it. The store opened in October 2007.
By the time I left it a month ago, I could do a planogram in my sleep. Label strips? Easy-peasy. I was a trainer and had gotten a promotion I was really proud of.
What's the point, you ask?
Writing has been exactly like building that store. I walked into a class 20-some years ago, knowing nothing. The walls were bare, the shelves empty. Now, all these years later, I have a building (me) I'm proud of with great product (my books).
Happy Fourth of July, everyone!