The letter from a “poor cashier” to her “big family”

La lettre désabusée d'une caissière de l'hypermarché. Midi Libre – JEAN-MICHEL MART

It was through an open letter addressed to her colleagues, the product of a collective experience, that an employee wanted to express the concern that reigns today. rsquo;s today inside the hypermarket, the pessimism which now prevails regarding the future of the site. Excerpts.

"I am not writing these few lines to complain or protest. But to testify. It has now been ten years of my life since I invested in this great company that is Casino. During these ten years, I have experienced moments, happy, sad, funny and so on. " 

"Are we employees to pay for the damage?" 

"So certainly our work is not the most rewarding it could be. So yes I'm just a poor cashier but this job goes way beyond that. I'm not just a cashier in my eyes. I am also the confidante of certain clients, loyal for years and with whom I can talk for hours. I am also the advisor to some clients, the ears and comfort for lost, unhappy and sad clients. And that’s just my experience as a versatile cashier hostess. " "In my Casino, it’s not perfection. Yes, the prices are high, but it's up to us employees to pay the price, from a man full of himself with eyes bigger than his stomach ? Unfortunately that's what ;it will happen. All these years of memories, swept away with the wave of the hand."
"I could beg so we can find a buyer. Someone who would like to take over our beautiful French brand and allow us to continue to make a living from our profession, from our passion. Someone who understands the meaning of the words passion, transmission, but I'm afraid it will be in vain. In exactly five months I will be forced to say goodbye to this brand to which I devoted myself for ten years."