I like my job, but I hate my store. If my colleagues were actually capable of seeing their jobs beyond "I'm a meat cutter, all I have to do is cut meat" and "I'm a wrapper, all I have to do is wrap," then it wouldn't be so bad. But everyone has a stick up their ass, and I get the feeling that if I don't leave the department soon, I'm going to end up killing somebody. I like my boss, but he doesn't have enough of a backbone for dealing with these guys -- we've got one guy who should have been terminated five times over by now, but he's still there for some gawdawful reason.
That change sounds pretty good, though.

I know the grocery guys who do that for my store can get pretty slammed sometimes, but as long as you keep shit organized and don't let it fall behind, and actually do a consistent job with your ordering, it's not a difficult task.