Dear Ever-So-Wonderful Cleaning Contractor People:
Thanks ever so much for telling us you were going to come in this week to strip and wax the salesfloor, and then not showing up last night.
Because we expected you to be in last night, we scheduled somebody to work overnight, as per company policy. He was only here half an hour last night, but still has to be paid for his full 8-hour shift at overnight shift premium rate. It was the easiest 8 hours he's ever been paid for in his life.
But don't feel you need to rush in to make up what you missed out on doing last night. Judging by the job you guys did of waxing the floors in the offices and the breakroom, it's probably best that we leave the salesfloor looking fairly dull. After you guys got done, walking into the offices was like walking into an acid trip. I guess that's what happens when you don't bother to strip off the old wax first and just slop the new wax all around.
You should consider yourselves extra thankful that a corporate bean counter who's probably never set foot into one of our stores to see the groaty, dingy, dirty condition it's in is fighting so hard to justify his bonus and his key to the executive washroom by keeping you guys around.
Much sunshine and rainbows and unicorns and gumdrops,
Your Pal Irv
PS- Take a fucking shower. I can't be the only person who finds irony in the fact that the guy responsible for cleaning our store smells like a combination of rancid fish, acrid cigarette smoke and ass sweat.
Thanks ever so much for telling us you were going to come in this week to strip and wax the salesfloor, and then not showing up last night.
Because we expected you to be in last night, we scheduled somebody to work overnight, as per company policy. He was only here half an hour last night, but still has to be paid for his full 8-hour shift at overnight shift premium rate. It was the easiest 8 hours he's ever been paid for in his life.
But don't feel you need to rush in to make up what you missed out on doing last night. Judging by the job you guys did of waxing the floors in the offices and the breakroom, it's probably best that we leave the salesfloor looking fairly dull. After you guys got done, walking into the offices was like walking into an acid trip. I guess that's what happens when you don't bother to strip off the old wax first and just slop the new wax all around.
You should consider yourselves extra thankful that a corporate bean counter who's probably never set foot into one of our stores to see the groaty, dingy, dirty condition it's in is fighting so hard to justify his bonus and his key to the executive washroom by keeping you guys around.
Much sunshine and rainbows and unicorns and gumdrops,
Your Pal Irv
PS- Take a fucking shower. I can't be the only person who finds irony in the fact that the guy responsible for cleaning our store smells like a combination of rancid fish, acrid cigarette smoke and ass sweat.
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