okay so like most of us have
jobs
which means we have
co-workers
so this here is a thread for swapin' stories and gigglin' bout those people you work with.
I'll kick this bitch off
So today, just 46 minutes ago, I was standing by the punch-in/out machine thing, waiting to clock out.
This bagger that was doing her job (poorly, i might add) and is making small talk with the customer.
Here is an exact transcript of that conversation:
Bagbitch: "Are you having a boy or girl?"
Lady: "uh...I'm not pregnant."
Checker: "What is wrong with you, that lady ain't pregnant."
Bagwhore: "Oh...so when are you due?"
Lady: (with an icy tone) "I am
not pregnant."
Bagidiot: "Omigod, I am SO sorry!"
Me: <chuckling>
Stupid retard: <Kusu> you'd better not be laughing at me!
Me: <uproarious laughter, pointing at her>
Her: I CAN'T DO THIS
so what about you, SE++?
Regale me with your tales.
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this is less a coworker story than a work story but it was because the coworkers were pumping the ghostbusters song because I had the vacuum and I turned around to give them a dirty look because we still had customers but woops got a baby
So the store is closed, and we're getting ready to leave, and as I turn to head to the back room, I see this footstool.
The part of me that gets me hurt a lot went "Run down the aisle, step onto the stool, and jump over that chair! It'll look really cool!"
And it did. Right up until the part where my foot hit the stool, I went to jump, and the stool shattered beneath me. Not broke: Shattered.
I banked my head off a shelf on the way down.
by, in my panic, planting my foot on his ass and shoving/kicking him out off the suction hose
woooops
I like to look at baby pictures of women I've slept with and say to the woman "look at that babe. She's so hot. I fucked her."
Boy I sure do have a lot of women who don't talk to me anymore.
Actually that was alot of times.
Fuck I hate being a cashier at a major supermarket.
being a bagboy is so great
i get to do nothing because my store schedules it so there's about 8 of us at once and there are only 6 checkstands.
not to mention usually only 3 of those are running at any given time
i just hang out, say i'm doing carts
Had to get the claw thing out to get it loose
<she is standing around the express line, which doesn't have baggers, ever>
Checker: "Why don't you go bag?"
Her: "But I've been doing that all day!"
the worst part is we can't fire her
Why the hell not?
And where I work you scan and bag.
it's a supermarket
Stupid customer stories, though? I have a metric fuckton.
No we don't have anymore Sunday papers, it's 5:30 at night, we open at 9 AM, and everybody comes in and gets the paper and milk when the church across the street lets out at noon. If we have two left at 1 PM (local papers, not NYC papers), it's a lot. No, I can't go see if we have more in the back.
she was at another location of our chain and got fired
but they fucked it up somehow and now through some retarded loop hole we can't fire her
Sounds like a self-checkout lane.
what about a man?
I care.
Because I don't have all fuckin' day and I don't want to pay higher prices so some lazy shitforbrains can sit there and do nothing.
Oh man I saw the hottest goddamn girl last week working the register at this market near work. Holy fuck. Not even a redhead, still super-hot. Probably in high school, but she was really tall. Like, taller than I am, so probably six feet.
I've noticed that as soon as I see an attractive woman, I look at her left hand now. This is a sign that I'm fucking old.
nah, i do that too
it's not a sign of being old, it's a sign of not wanting to waste your time
wait i just don't go to supermarkets
weren't you taller than me when we met?
I know you had better facial hair
For one thing, it's closed because our pharmacist couldn't stop puking. For another, it's illegal for us to give you prescription meds without a pharmacist on duty.
And for a last thing, do I look like I'd be someone who has the keys? I'm a damn register biscuit, the store manager doesn't even have them.
Fun Fact: The pharmacy portion of Rite Aid is actually run separately from the rest of the store: The pharmacist is the manager of the pharmacy, the store manager runs everything else.
Yes and awwwwww
I'm 5'10", which I believe is average for an adult male.
Well I guess I'm just a freak.
I'm really not used to people being taller than me
I'm 6'4"
6'2
are you saying you are a 6'1" motherfucker, or should there be a comma between the two?