CamperForce Associate; That’s Me! (#201)

Surviving my first week working at the Amazon warehouse here in Campbellsville, Kentucky, I feel nothing but proud!  It’s a half day schedule the 1st two weeks (5 hours a day so that we get used to walking on the concrete floors).

On the job I wear an ID badge, orange safety vest and protective gloves, carry a see-through fanny pack, a bottle of water and a hand-held scanner while pushing a bilevel cart  up and down rows and aisles to find products on shelves.

But wait!  I get ahead of myself.  The first thing I do when I get to work is get a cup of coffee (free) from one of the vending machines and say good morning to some my workmates.

By 6:30, I’ve clocked in and am doing morning stretches along with the rest of the workers at my station, the regular full-timers and CamperForce associates.  We do these exercises as a proactive measure to prevent injuries.  It’s a good way to start the day.

Next I pick up my scanner and get a bottle of water (also free) and find a cart.  I load my cart with 3 empty plastic totes.  These are plastic carriers about 18″ by 30.”  Then I check my scanner which tells me where to go and what product(s) to pick up.

So I walk and walk and walk, finding all sorts of products from the practical (dish towels) to the playful (a dog’s toy called “hide the squirrel) to the perilous (a set of throwing knives).  Just to name a few out of, oh, millions of products!

I am so very grateful that all my trainers and supervisors, managers, coworkers are  wonderful super people.  They make me feel welcome and appreciated.  Even as a wee little cog in a very gigantic machine of a very ginormous industry.

I’ll post on my progress as I enter week #2 then transition to full-time.  Wish me luck!

Love,  Annie

My Old Kentucky Tin Can Cottage

About TinCanTraveler

Born under a wand'rin' star.... living in my Winnebago, traveling the country, explorer/adventurer, photographer, writer, chi master, massage therapist, retired teacher/counselor, work camper. Grateful for the freedom to do it all. Enjoying life's ultimate lessons of trust, respect, and grace. Inhale love; exhale gratitude.
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10 Responses to CamperForce Associate; That’s Me! (#201)

  1. Sher says:

    I do wish you luck Anne! I have faith in you. I know you can do it. Looking forward to your next post.

    • I am thinking of your words when I am sweating and downing tons of water out there on the floor. I am dreaming up big, big rewards for myself! I am ever so grateful for your confidence and support!

  2. szoutewelle says:

    I am so completely intrigued by this Annie. I didn’t even know this work camp culture existed (as explained in the article about you in a previous post). I did look up the job description on Amazon and it sounds physically INTENSE. It is so cool you are doing this, good for you! and thank you for sharing it here, I really enjoy reading about your experience.

    • Sara, I do so appreciate your support! It is intense but more so because of the heat and humidity in the warehouse. Not something I expected. Having been told the place was air-conditioned. Though there are huge fans in many places and lots of water, it is taking me a bit of time to get used to this very strange and humanly unnatural workspace. That said, I am still enjoying the challenge.

  3. Casperb@66 says:

    Sounds exhausting. Sleep well and a lot. 🙂

  4. Casperb@66 says:

    May the “Force” be with you. Couldn’t resist. 🙂

  5. Patti Kuche says:

    Annie, I think Amazon should be so lucky to have your energy and exuberance driving that machinery, no matter how big or small the cog!

    That mobile cottage of yours looks well placed in that idyllic spot . . . .

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