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dmar198
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Please pray for me. I just did something that was very hard for me to do. I had to quit my retail job at Big Lots today because somebody tried to buy contraceptives through my register (by the way, I’m 17).
I’ll just give background info from here out, if you want to read it, or you can just pray for me because the shorthand version is this: I loved my job, but I love my faith more.
My particular Big Lots had never sold abc before, and one of my conditions of taking the job had been related to my faith (no work on sundays), so I was very pleased about that. But then, we got a new, half-price shipment in from a Rite Aid that had closed, and among the things they sent us was a variety of Trojan condoms. I told my boss about my reasons for not being able to sell those things, and she told me that it was okay, I could just have somebody else ring those things out from my register. I told her I couldn’t allow that. She suggested that I refer such purchases to another cashier, but I told her I couldn’t do that either. She said, Okay, we’ll just place you in furniture and you won’t have to sell anything. At the time, that seemed like it would work: I have thoroughly enjoyed working there, it was loads of fun and I (hope I) did a great job at all my tasks.
Anyway, today someone called in sick, so they asked me to cover back-up register for them for eight hours, and I said okay. Not very far into it–maybe one-and-a-half hours in–someone came through my register from the Rite Aid closeout section, 'cuz the deals were so good. I began to ring up their items, when I saw “ultra thin protection” or some such nonsense. I said, Can you hang on a second? I have to go ask something from my boss. and then I went straight to my boss to tell her that I had a problem with selling something I couldn’t sell. She knew right what it was and went over there to finish the sale. I wanted to stop her because she was selling, on my behalf, the wanton destruction of human dignity, but I knew at the same time that I couldn’t stop the sale, 'cuz it is not my place to dictate to my boss what she can or can’t support: I can only inform, and I had already done that. In a state of mental conflict, I just brisked to the break room, knelt down, and prayed hard.
No resolution came to me except this:
By taking the job, I had put myself in a position of sinning either way. I had risked on the chance that if I inwardly hoped that no one would buy the abc, then everybody would comply. But you can’t support a company who sells contraception just by not selling it personally: the things you support transcend yourself. The only thing I could do was to quit and confess my sin later.
So I did (I’ll confess asap). I told my boss that I couldn’t stay, and she said she understood and hated to lose my help. But I just left 2 hours into my shift and she told me she’d clock me out on the computer later. I’m sorry, friends. But I feel desperately conflicted, and I implore your prayers. God, help me.
-Dmar198
I’ll just give background info from here out, if you want to read it, or you can just pray for me because the shorthand version is this: I loved my job, but I love my faith more.
My particular Big Lots had never sold abc before, and one of my conditions of taking the job had been related to my faith (no work on sundays), so I was very pleased about that. But then, we got a new, half-price shipment in from a Rite Aid that had closed, and among the things they sent us was a variety of Trojan condoms. I told my boss about my reasons for not being able to sell those things, and she told me that it was okay, I could just have somebody else ring those things out from my register. I told her I couldn’t allow that. She suggested that I refer such purchases to another cashier, but I told her I couldn’t do that either. She said, Okay, we’ll just place you in furniture and you won’t have to sell anything. At the time, that seemed like it would work: I have thoroughly enjoyed working there, it was loads of fun and I (hope I) did a great job at all my tasks.
Anyway, today someone called in sick, so they asked me to cover back-up register for them for eight hours, and I said okay. Not very far into it–maybe one-and-a-half hours in–someone came through my register from the Rite Aid closeout section, 'cuz the deals were so good. I began to ring up their items, when I saw “ultra thin protection” or some such nonsense. I said, Can you hang on a second? I have to go ask something from my boss. and then I went straight to my boss to tell her that I had a problem with selling something I couldn’t sell. She knew right what it was and went over there to finish the sale. I wanted to stop her because she was selling, on my behalf, the wanton destruction of human dignity, but I knew at the same time that I couldn’t stop the sale, 'cuz it is not my place to dictate to my boss what she can or can’t support: I can only inform, and I had already done that. In a state of mental conflict, I just brisked to the break room, knelt down, and prayed hard.
No resolution came to me except this:
By taking the job, I had put myself in a position of sinning either way. I had risked on the chance that if I inwardly hoped that no one would buy the abc, then everybody would comply. But you can’t support a company who sells contraception just by not selling it personally: the things you support transcend yourself. The only thing I could do was to quit and confess my sin later.
So I did (I’ll confess asap). I told my boss that I couldn’t stay, and she said she understood and hated to lose my help. But I just left 2 hours into my shift and she told me she’d clock me out on the computer later. I’m sorry, friends. But I feel desperately conflicted, and I implore your prayers. God, help me.
-Dmar198
