If so, it should be called "Last Chance To Buy Your Back To School Crap Day."
Seriously, it was crazy busy today. Furniture carryouts were nuts because we have a big sale going on in that department, with BOGO specials on some items and others 50% off. Lots of recliners and futons going out the door.
Only two sucks today, one from a co-worker and one from a customer:
How To Make Me Hate You With The Fury Of A Billion Blazing Suns:
Result: Your charming and delightful Cousin Irv is left to dash about like a headless chicken, responding to call boxes and carryout calls because nobody else can or will.
Guess somebody had to have that last day of freedom before the start of school to themselves, schedule be damned.
Failure to plan, again
Got called to deliver three big leather rocker recliners to a customer, who showed up in an SUV with a roof rack and his kids in the back seat.
We got the first one okay. Second one wouldn't fit. Customer grunts "On the roof"
While my co-worker and myself were struggling to lift the recliners onto the roof, I noticed the following on the roof rack: "Weight limit 200 pounds." One chair weighed about 150 pounds. It's tough enough to lift the things when backstocking them from the truck. And this guy is exceeding the load limit for his roof rack by about 100 pounds.
I can be expected to give myself hernias for a customer, but can be fired for accepting tips (not that people offer them anyway). And there's got to be something hazardous about driving a vehicle with an already high center of gravity, with all that extra weight on the roof.
Seriously, it was crazy busy today. Furniture carryouts were nuts because we have a big sale going on in that department, with BOGO specials on some items and others 50% off. Lots of recliners and futons going out the door.
Only two sucks today, one from a co-worker and one from a customer:
How To Make Me Hate You With The Fury Of A Billion Blazing Suns:
- Be the only person scheduled to cover all of hardlines from 8 am to 1:30 pm.
- Do a no-call no-show.
Result: Your charming and delightful Cousin Irv is left to dash about like a headless chicken, responding to call boxes and carryout calls because nobody else can or will.
Guess somebody had to have that last day of freedom before the start of school to themselves, schedule be damned.
Failure to plan, again
Got called to deliver three big leather rocker recliners to a customer, who showed up in an SUV with a roof rack and his kids in the back seat.
We got the first one okay. Second one wouldn't fit. Customer grunts "On the roof"
While my co-worker and myself were struggling to lift the recliners onto the roof, I noticed the following on the roof rack: "Weight limit 200 pounds." One chair weighed about 150 pounds. It's tough enough to lift the things when backstocking them from the truck. And this guy is exceeding the load limit for his roof rack by about 100 pounds.
I can be expected to give myself hernias for a customer, but can be fired for accepting tips (not that people offer them anyway). And there's got to be something hazardous about driving a vehicle with an already high center of gravity, with all that extra weight on the roof.
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