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Carlos Warehouse Chronicle XI - Fade To Black ...

Today was my last "official day" of my Supervisor In Training. It was quite anti-climatic to say the least. Not gonna lie, I was disappointed, but not surprised that I wasn't selected as Front End (FE) Supervisor . I was previously explained why I wasn't selected this time around, and given feedback to make me a stronger candidate the next time around.

That realization was all the more apparent when I clocked in this morning and the announcement was posted up above the time clock that read it wasn't me.

Of course, today was the start of the Children's Miracle Network Campaign that I'm part of the committee selected to promote it. When life closes one door, it opens another right? At least that's what we're led to believe.

All and all, I've grown exponentially in the warehouse. The SIT Program has given me the opportunities on how to be a better employee, as well as, a supervisor and most of all, how to be a leader.

I'll be used as a supervisor in some capacity, and periodically, in the future. But for now I'm fading to black on this chronicle of my warehouse life.

'los; out
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