When working at WM, I had to deal with a lot of fire-zone parking customers a LOT.
In fact, part of my job revolved around telling these people to MOVE out of the fire lane. Until their sense of entitlement kicked in and they screamed bloody murder to management because they THINK they can park wherever they want. I got the "I'll be right back in 2 minutes!" excuse a lot. And they were never back in 2 minutes. Anywhere from 45 minutes to 2 hours because no one ever goes to a store to go shopping for "just one little thing."
Management became the people to come out and tell them to move. The customers would ignore the pages over the P.A to move their car, so it resulted in the managers having to come out and telling them to move their cars. I enjoyed seeing them do the grunt work that they initially made me do.
The best part was when I could stack stuff up against the fire lane on purpose(pallets of outdoor merchandise), thereby denying them a place to park, or moving pallets quickly towards the direction of their parked vehicle, making it look like I was going to hit them unless they moved. On cart-pushing detail, I once saw an SUV turn on it's turning blinker and began to move into the fire lane where I was walking about 12 carts across. It was the only space in the fire lane where the car was able to park. I deliberately stopped the carts in that spot and leaned against them while having the perfect timing to start a nice conversation with a friendly store-regular customer that I liked. The woman in the SUV stared daggers of hate at me as she got tired of waiting after a minute and drove past me. The customer was amused and said, "You gotta hate those idiots who think they can park in a fire lane, huh? How inconsiderate and lazy can people be?"
Towards the end of my WM career, it became extremely difficult for people to park in a fire lane during my shift. I always came up with new ways to block them from parking there, or to box them in on purpose so that they always got the hint and parked somewhere else the next time.
In fact, part of my job revolved around telling these people to MOVE out of the fire lane. Until their sense of entitlement kicked in and they screamed bloody murder to management because they THINK they can park wherever they want. I got the "I'll be right back in 2 minutes!" excuse a lot. And they were never back in 2 minutes. Anywhere from 45 minutes to 2 hours because no one ever goes to a store to go shopping for "just one little thing."
Management became the people to come out and tell them to move. The customers would ignore the pages over the P.A to move their car, so it resulted in the managers having to come out and telling them to move their cars. I enjoyed seeing them do the grunt work that they initially made me do.
The best part was when I could stack stuff up against the fire lane on purpose(pallets of outdoor merchandise), thereby denying them a place to park, or moving pallets quickly towards the direction of their parked vehicle, making it look like I was going to hit them unless they moved. On cart-pushing detail, I once saw an SUV turn on it's turning blinker and began to move into the fire lane where I was walking about 12 carts across. It was the only space in the fire lane where the car was able to park. I deliberately stopped the carts in that spot and leaned against them while having the perfect timing to start a nice conversation with a friendly store-regular customer that I liked. The woman in the SUV stared daggers of hate at me as she got tired of waiting after a minute and drove past me. The customer was amused and said, "You gotta hate those idiots who think they can park in a fire lane, huh? How inconsiderate and lazy can people be?"
Towards the end of my WM career, it became extremely difficult for people to park in a fire lane during my shift. I always came up with new ways to block them from parking there, or to box them in on purpose so that they always got the hint and parked somewhere else the next time.
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