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I have to pass this one on. I'm laughing so hard remembering the incident, that to be honest I'm crying my eyes out. I hope I can do this story some justice too.
When I worked at Lowe's, especially as a cashier, but later as a head cashier; I spent much of my time cooling my heels around my register. Not much to do up there other than clean or stare at the paint department. This was one of those days.
I forget how it all started, it may have been Alan (one of our ASMs, no longer with the company) noodling around there; or it could have been one of the other associates. Either way, not much was happening this saturday and we all were getting bored.
Idle hands...
Not long before I'm to leave, I remember standing there by my register's island and looking into the paint dept. This customer had come up, requesting a bucket of paint be mixed; and also asked that a small pint of varnish go along with it. Alan (who had the most awesome sense of humor) was over there at the time. I didn't see them put the paint cans into the shakers (we had two. One rotary, one vertical) but I did get to see the after effects.
About halfway through the cycle, there's a rather loud sound coming from the paint department. If I had to put words to it, I'd say it sounded vaguely like "Wadda wadda wadda wadda thumpa thuga wadda thumpa thud!" followed by a long annoying whining rattling sound. What sticks in my mind during this isn't so much the sound, but Alan's reaction.
Alan stood there in the paint dept, with this look of sheer HORROR on his face. As though he was looking into the very pits of Hades from where he stood. So what happened?
Well, apparently, someone had forgotten to cinch down the bucket of paint. That sound I heard was the bucket vibrating itself out of the casing, and then ending up squished and dumping its hot pink (no lie here. We never got all the paint up off the floor) contents all over the paint department and over Alan's shoes.
To this day, some two, maybe three years later; I get a smile on my face when I think of this. Alan's look that day would best be described as "Oh lords. What have I done....and oh crap it's coming this way!"
Edit: Could one of the mods put this in the right place? I swear it was in Work Chat when I started posting. Not sure how it ended up in sucky customers.
When I worked at Lowe's, especially as a cashier, but later as a head cashier; I spent much of my time cooling my heels around my register. Not much to do up there other than clean or stare at the paint department. This was one of those days.
I forget how it all started, it may have been Alan (one of our ASMs, no longer with the company) noodling around there; or it could have been one of the other associates. Either way, not much was happening this saturday and we all were getting bored.
Idle hands...
Not long before I'm to leave, I remember standing there by my register's island and looking into the paint dept. This customer had come up, requesting a bucket of paint be mixed; and also asked that a small pint of varnish go along with it. Alan (who had the most awesome sense of humor) was over there at the time. I didn't see them put the paint cans into the shakers (we had two. One rotary, one vertical) but I did get to see the after effects.
About halfway through the cycle, there's a rather loud sound coming from the paint department. If I had to put words to it, I'd say it sounded vaguely like "Wadda wadda wadda wadda thumpa thuga wadda thumpa thud!" followed by a long annoying whining rattling sound. What sticks in my mind during this isn't so much the sound, but Alan's reaction.
Alan stood there in the paint dept, with this look of sheer HORROR on his face. As though he was looking into the very pits of Hades from where he stood. So what happened?
Well, apparently, someone had forgotten to cinch down the bucket of paint. That sound I heard was the bucket vibrating itself out of the casing, and then ending up squished and dumping its hot pink (no lie here. We never got all the paint up off the floor) contents all over the paint department and over Alan's shoes.
To this day, some two, maybe three years later; I get a smile on my face when I think of this. Alan's look that day would best be described as "Oh lords. What have I done....and oh crap it's coming this way!"
Edit: Could one of the mods put this in the right place? I swear it was in Work Chat when I started posting. Not sure how it ended up in sucky customers.
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