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When i worked in retail i used to get stuck with the same thing. Being 280lbs and strong i'd have to lift all the heavy crap etc. Which i personally didn't mind at the time. It didn't get funny though until the managers decided to have me change the lightbulbs.
Now this store had a assload of track lighting, and bulbs burned out all the time. About a month after i started working, we got word some big district manager was stopping by the next day. It was just myself and the store manager closing. So he told me to go get the ladder and change the bulbs. This store had like 15 foot cielings and a crappy old ladder rated at 250lbs. I took out the ladder showed it to my 155lb manager and showed him the ridiculous ways it was buckling when i got on it. He wound up having to change the bulbs all himself. It was forever decreed from that point on that i didn't have to do anything involving the ladder in that store.
Way back when in my retail days at KAY-Mart (name changed to protect, well, i dunno) there was a woman who fell on some nacho cheese in the middle of the isle.
The noise she made after the initial shock seemed to be laughing.. so i didn't really rush over too quickly... but I did when i realized it was a mixture of pain / crying.
From my initial look, she had a bloody nose and a bleeding crack from the top of her nose to her forehead.. her nose might have been broken.
Since she was an older woman shopping alone, I took the initiative to calm her down, stop the bleeding, and get her 'stable' while i ran to the front desk to get an ambulance called...
At some point a 2 years or so down the line .. i got some sort of notice to appear in court in what i assume was this incident... as I was long gone from there and I had no idea what her name was... I never went, as it wasn't a summons, just some request type thing. I'm not even sure if it was pro plaintiff or defendant, thats how vauge this thing was.
i did get extreme satisfaction on the way to the breakroom shortly after, and getting stopped by a woman to answer a question about a moo-moo, if we had any in back. She got a little annoyed when i said I needed to find someone else to help her...
.. because my hands were covered in blood.
.. that wasn't mine...
.. and I shook them at her... possibly making 'woooo' sounds..
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I worked at the lowest of the low in them, we only and by only I mean ONLY dealt with "creditly challenged" users.
random black woman phones up at 3:45 in the morning "Why's my phone not working! I'll bite your face off! %@(*%(#* %@)%@ ^^$*)!" etc.
"Mam, the reason your phone is cut off is becuase you haven't paid your bill in xx number of months, we can get your service back right away if you'd like to make a payment on it right now"
"#%#(_%*@ #$(^@($ KIll you racaist bastard #$%()#%(" etc.
ALL THE TIME.
It's kind of funny, but I've come to realize most college students think they're God's gift to everything, comedy included. Serious groaner right there.
Yeah, missing 21 Wiimotes is pretty obvious. They come in packs of 7, so three whole boxes are missing. At ToysRUs they do not scan what comes in the truck, we just update our inventory with what they claim they sent. We are also missing three TVs that never went on the floor, and I really doubt any employee could take three off the truck and walk out the door with nobody noticing.
A missing Wii however is not so possible. I opened all the boxes Sunday at 11 myself and counted them with my manager right there, and there was 36. What I think what happened was somebody forgot to ring up a Wii and did not notice because the customer was buying $300+ worth of accessories.
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We had a real cock come in the other day. They were a bitch of cowboys all from Oregon (wtf?) and we're here in Oklahoma. Ok, well I put the veggies on the first girl's sandwich and ring her up. There's a big sign that says "ANY Extra Meat $.50 more" usually I'm cool with it, but I didn't like this lady. She was on her phone the whole time and couldn't be bothered to tell me what the fuck she wanted. She also wanted mozarella on her sammich, but we were out at the moment (out meaning it was in the back, and with a big queue of people we were just out.) So I ringer her up and she is baffled by the price. I explain to her what costs how much and she stared at me disgusted and shrugged. She threw some money at me and that started my bad mood.
These other guys were loud and obnoxious so we were just doing our best not to say anything. One of the last guys asks for black olives.
"Sorry, sir. We're out."
"NO FUCKING BLACK OLIVES?! JESUS CHRIST. WHAT KIND OF FUCKING SUBWAY IS THIS? GOOD FUCKING GOD. WHAT THE HELL? NO BLACK OLIVES. WE NEED TO GO BACK TO AN OREGON SUBWAY."
At that point I wanted to pull the "Right to Refuse" thing out if he said one more cuss word. Unfortunately he didn't. When he was paying for his sandwich he did so with a credit card, so my co-worker was just as shit towards him as he was towards us. Kinda haphazardly threw the pen for him to sign at him, then tossed the sheet for him to sign. The guy was baffled and just stared at him like, "Why is he being rude?"
Granted we could've just blown him off, but we usually have people just leave mid-sandwich, bicker, but never start screaming around and cussing.
That girl that wanted her precious mozzarella? She came back in to get a sandwich for someone else* and I was busy making a pizza for someone else with, guess what? Mozzarella!
*Also, if you're a guy or a kid or whoever? DO NOT FUCKING HAVE SOMEONE ORDER FOR YOU. ITS FUCKING PATHETIC AND LAZY.
So if I order for my little son it's pathetic and lazy?
Or are you meaning something else totally different?
I've seen way too many people yell at the people making their food because they asked for light mayo, and they actually gave them light mayo, when they meant LIGHT mayo.
Jesus.
I'm talking about like 10 year olds that are perfectly capable of doing stuff on their own.
Oh jesus. Come on, be nice. This thread is for bitching about rude, obnoxious, abusive and retarded customers and co-workers, this is just some mild pathetism that won't hurt you or make your day suck by any means. Now, if he was something like 20, that'd be really bad. :lol:
There are plenty of 20+ that do it, too. I don't know, it just bugs the shit out of me because my little brother is like that. I'm not a hardass, but kids gotta learn sometime.
Oh, of course, but I just found it weird and perhaps needlessly harsh to whine in caps about this little detail when there's plenty legitimate reasons to be angry or annoyed at customers.
whoever's giving you the money is the one that should give you the order, is how i see it.
I dont work at a food place, but I do get a lot of kids at my Gamestop. Basically, if we're not busy, I don't mind taking the time to talk to the kids, listen to what they have to say. You would be amazed at well this goes over sometimes. I've seen shocked looks on parents faces because their kid is usually scared shitless taking to a store employee, much less the 6'1 guy wearing all black that day. Seriously, get the kids doing their own shopping young, so they are better at when they are older. Unless its busy, then I need to know what you need right away so we dont get backed up
I might get a retail job soon for a few days a week and if I do, I'll be sure to share any stupid stories.
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When I was a cashier, I'd tell them to put the phone down, or I'd void the purchase and they could go wait in the back of the line.
When I'm standing in line, I tell them to put the phone down, or I break it. I figure, I can either spend 10 minutes waiting, or 10 minutes detailing what a waste of human life they are. The latter is far more entertaining. ;D
Besides, people are sheep. If you break their comfort bubble, they usually do what you tell them, though they might glare at you for it. Darn.
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Dunno, how this applies, and it only happened once to me, but it pissed me off enough to want to stab everyone in sight. Usually I just want to stab whoever is in front of me at the time.
Me and a buddy of mine stopped by our local EB (we don't have Gamestops, or at least in this area, but we do have a tonne of EB's) looking for a game, I don;t remember which one it was, DiRT I think, or Forza. The people that work at the video game stores are usually really cool, since they're people I can relate too (except for this one time where the employee just grunted at us when we asked for a product. Like, maybe he couldn't talk, or was half-bull, or something), but its mostly some of the customers that piss me the fuck off. And I don't even work there!
Anyways!
So me and my friend grab the game we came in to get, and head to the counter. There's some lady there with two kids, talking to the guy at the counter. No big deal, right? Parent buying a game for their kids, right? Yea, except that the whole fucking ordeal took like twenty minutes. Apparently the kids wanted to get the new pokemon game for the Wii, or the DS, I don't and their stupid mom decided to talk to the godamn counter guy about it all for like ten minutes...with me and my friend right behind them waiting to buy our godamn games.
Then the kids decided that they didn't want the same copy of the pokemon game, and instead of moving the fuck out of the line to pick out the versions her kids wanted, the stupid bitch stood at the counter talking to the guy working there, while her kids ran around looking at the games.
Like seriously, fuck you soccer mom. I might have all the time in the world, but I don't want to stand in line listening to your stupid bullshit.
The easiest way to deal with this is to claim that you're black too, I mean, it's not like they can prove otherwise.
I got hit by that once. Shrugged, ate the sandwich, and now I order with "a little bit of mayo."
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I feel that if you work in retail (like, a shitty entry-level job), you tend to be nicer to other people who work retail because you feel their PAIN.
They should just make a law where you have to work a year in retail/food service when you hit 18 or something. Then everyone could relate.
So I load the first one into the printer, glancing through the pictures and doing minor adjustments when needed. Finish the first roll and start the second, same thing. Then I put in the third roll and halfway through it turns into shots of some lady masturbating nude, extremely close up shots.
I'm kinda standing there going D: for a few seconds before hitting the pass button repeatedly so the machine doesn't print them(as its against store policy to print or sell pornography). Now instead of her pictures shes going to get a nice little pamphlet saying "We don't process porn, take your smut elsewhere"(Only slightly nicer)
I severely hope I'm not there when she comes to pick her photos up cause I'm not sure I could keep from laughing.
Well there were no full-body shots, but from what I saw... no.
Only the employee sees them, and they go right into an envelope. I could understand if its obviously illegal or underage... but man, how are people supposed to get their naughty bits photographed ?
If i did it on a digital camera,and plugged my memory stick in the machine to get them printed.. would you still refuse?
(not you personally.. the store)
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So I work at this semi-upscale restaurant as a busser. I just started about a month ago. Normally I'm pretty good with balancing dishes and glasses and shit, but yesterday I fucked up and slipped, causing three fancy water glasses to meet their premature demise. Nobody was angry or anything, and the owner, who happened to be hanging out that day, even helped me to clean up and told me not to worry about it because "these things happen."
Now I love my job, I love the owners, and the people that work there, and basically feel terrible for breaking their stuff. It's a small mom-and-pop sort of place, so it's not like they have a whole bunch of replacement glasses lying about, and we're running a bit low on water glasses.
My question is; I found some of the type of water glasses we use online in a twelve pack for like $50. Unfortunately, no smaller packs. I can spare the cash pretty easily. Should I just order 'em and bring some in (probably wouldn't even end up telling anybody), or would that be weird?
TL;DR- I broke glasses. Replace with own money?
Fun thread, by the way. I love reading about shitty customers, for some reason.
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From my time at the Kmart photo center, it's store policy not to sell pornography. Regardless of source or attractiveness of people involved. If we proccessed the photos, we had to shred them, dispose of them and tell the customer that we couldn't process them before returning the negatives. If they sent them off for the cheaper service (1 week or so) the envelopes would come back empty with just the negatives and a note as well.
As for why not just shove them into the envelopes cause noone else sees them: Have you seen how fucked up the 1 hour processing racks get? You screw up and give some 13 year old looking for her birthday pictures the envelop with an amateur pornstars latest portfolio and you've got a whole world of trouble. Often times the customers would go through the photos at the counter. Not a problem if you mix up most of them, but again, some soccer mom gets that one wrong envelope...
As for the digital camera memory stick, if I had to assist you with the machine, then no, couldn't do it. If you could follow the onscreen prompts and got them printed and packaged yourself I wouldn't care. If I can't see it I can't stop it right? Store policy might disagree though (I can't imagine they've got someone somewhere monitoring what's on those printing stations in real time).
Interesting in the way that everything that could go wrong did go wrong.
First three pallets of water tip over due to road construction meaning that once I got to the store they go to I had to spend a good 30 minutes restacking pallets before I could deliver them. Oy.
My electric pallet jack got stuck (soft ground is no good). Left my computer in a store in the middle of nowhere, and didn't realize until I got 30 miles away. (Drive back and get it, turn around and go back to my next stop).
And the really fun thing, I turned down a road we've taken before and had always had no problems with. Ended up clipping a power line (live line) that had decided to break and had it drape over my cab. Had to call the power company and then sit in the middle of nowhere until they could get out there and save my ass (took them 45 minutes).
So what was supposed to be a short day (like 9 hours tops) turned into a 13 hour day. Grawr.
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In my retail job we once had someone called in sick for two weeks at once. Not once per day, but one day she called in and said she was sick for the next two weeks. Then the next day during the time when she was supposed to be working everyone found her in the store shopping, healthy as can be.
That was the last day she ever worked in the store.
Yeah, I never understood it.
A few months later she was shopping again and her daughter said somehting to her along the lines of "Mom, you worked in retail!" and I had to fight the urge to say "No, you called in sick to retail". When I told my co-workers about that they said I should've said it.
Whoops.
Thank god there is just about no state patrol in this area.