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  • Kerrisan I think that you handled the incident quite well. Personally I think that I would have punched the woman.
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    • Quoth WHShit View Post
      Yes.....I MUST look helpful! Although, I usually walk around with a scowl on my face. I am one of those people that strangers tell to "smile". LOL!
      Same here. I only usually smile at work... cuz they make me! <_<
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      • This just happened yesterday, and I thought it was entirely too funny to keep to myself.

        Yesterday I went out to spend some time with my dad. I was wearing my black jeans and a nice blue polo-t-shirt thingy (I'm fashion inept. So sue me ). We hit a couple stores, then we decide to go to best buy. We walk in, I look at the associate standing at the door, then look at my shirt. Crud. Same colour, and style. Slap a logo on me and I work here. I joke to my dad that at least one person is gonna think I work here.

        I go to look at the new releases, a random guy walks up, also looking at the new releases, and asks "Do you guys have the new season of deadwood? I thought I saw it here earlier."

        I reply, "I'm sorry, I don't work here"

        Him: Wha? *looks at shirt* Oh, man, I'm sorry. I guess I'm gonna have to start looking for logos"

        Me: No problem. I knew it was gonna happen as soon as I walked in.

        And with a big grin on my face, I turn to find my dad about 20 ft away and call over "I told you it was gonna happen!" and point at the guy.

        We all had a decent laugh over it.
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        • Quoth theredbaron47 View Post
          Why they think it is acceptable to approach me while I'm wearing cut-off jean shorts, flip-flops, and a t-shirt (obviously not working) is beyond me.

          Oh, that's right, I forgot...

          ...they are Customers.

          ...
          They also don't seem to understand that doing work off the clock is against the law and that you employer can get into a lot of trouble.
          "Sigh, I'm going to Hell.....but I'm going with a smile on my face." -- Gravekeeper

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          • Yesterday evening after work I had an "I don't work here," moment. To start with, my store has a uniform shirt, which clearly has the logo of our store embroidered on it. It looks nothing like the smocks worn by the employees of my local grocery store, which I stopped at last night after work. Nonetheless, some woman came storming up to me with a dozen eggs last night and said, "Half these eggs are broken!" I smiled confusedly and said, "Well, that sucks!" Then I continued with my shopping. It never ocurred to me that she was telling me this for any reason. She followed after me, yelling, "Excuse me!" Finally, I stopped, looked at her and said, in a very exasperated tone, "What?!" She thrust the eggs in my face again and said, "Half of these eggs are broken!" I was at a loss why this unpleasant woman was insisting I care about her eggs, and said, "Yes, you've said that already. And?" She said, "Well, I have never been treated like this before in my life." I said, "Well, you're due, if you behave like this in public." Then it hit me. She had decided that shirt with embroidery=employee, and was telling me about those eggs because she thought I was being paid to care about them. I quickly disabused her of that notion, pointing out that any idiot could see that the logo on my shirt was for a cell phone store, and besides, why would an employee be pushing a frigging cart and filling it with food? She stared at me for a beat, and then said, "Well, how am I supposed to know what you people do?"
            Dips: The best karma happens when you let a jerk bash themselves senseless on the wall of your polite indifference.

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            • "Well, how am I supposed to know what you people do?"

              I think I might have wanted to ask her what people would that be, exactly? Seeing as how I didn't work there and all. What a clueless moron.

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              • Quoth RecoveringKinkoid View Post
                "Well, how am I supposed to know what you people do?"

                I think I might have wanted to ask her what people would that be, exactly? Seeing as how I didn't work there and all. What a clueless moron.
                Totally what I was thinking!!! I'd be like "excuse me, and just "what people" is that??" - Sounds like she's someone who hasn't ever worked and is saying "you people" like "you people that have to work for money when i just got it handed to me and inherited"

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                • I posted this anon on Retail-Sucks. (someone remind me to get a new password there).

                  This one occured to me some years ago while working as management in a retail store. First, some background. I worked for a company called "Moore's." I have no problem saying their name since the company was bought out last year. Now it's something entirely different. At the time, Moore's policy was for management to all wear the following "uniforms". Khaki's (I was the only person in the company allowed to wear cords due to a funky pant size), dress shoes, dress shirt (preferably with a T shirt), and a tie. This was standard save for once in a blue moon when we'd have a casual day.

                  Now, typically, I closed on Friday and Saturday. To be quite honest, Saturdays were my favorite closing days, usually ended up with overtime due to counting lay aways or something. Back to my story.

                  One Saturday night, I remember closing my store and heading off to home. We were closed Sunday, and I had Monday off for some reason. Halfway home, I remembered something I needed from Wally World; and since they were open 24 hours I opted to go then. Besides, at midnight at Wal-mart, you see some of the funniest things.

                  Walking through the door, I proceeded to head down in the general direction of toys. My idea, was to take a short cut to automotive, and maybe see if a girl I fancied was working. As I approached their pet dept, I heard this woman saying something to the effect of "Sir?" over and over. Looking around, I supposed she didn't mean me, and needed an associate to help. Shrugging it off I started walking away; only to have this lady grab my arm and pull back hard.

                  Looking at me with pure venom in her eyes she spat, "SIR! Don't walk away from me. I need help!" Disengaging myself from her I blinked. "Then find someone." I said testily. Needless to say, I do not like being grabbed. Turning to walk off again she grabbed, this time harder. "I NEED HELP!" she says again, gripping tight enough to leave marks.

                  Snatching my arm from the woman I said simply. "Leave me alone. Go find someone that works here." Apparently, she didn't hear that; or thought I meant that dept. Walking away, I soon found myself in the electronics dept talking to the store manager. (Ok, night manager. Same difference).

                  I was telling him what happened, and even getting a bit of a laugh out of it, when I saw her come around a corner. "Oh no. It's her." I said to him, to which the guy responded. "I'll take care of this." Yes, I knew what that meant. He had told me just prior to that, that if he could find out who it was, he would ban them from his store for assaulting customers. YAY! I was gonna get to watch the fun.

                  She waddled up with the dirtiest, ugliest, look imaginable. Pointing at me as her husband stood smugly behind her she screamed at the manager. "I want him fired! I'll never shop here again unless you fire him. I'm so and so, I know such and such. I've already called your customer service line."

                  Looking back at me, he winked, and then nodded. "I plan to do something about it." he said to her, to which she beamed at me. Looking at her he gestured one of the other managers over and dropped the bomb. "Escort these people out of the store after you take their picture with the polaroid. If they're seen in here again, I want them arrested for criminal tresspass."

                  This seemed to take the wind from her sails. She and her husband started on, talking about how bad Wal-mart was and such. Clearing my throat, I walked closer, pulled out my Moore's name tag and said quote. "I don't work here!"

                  epilogue:

                  Speaking with that manager recently, he told me that she had called the customer service line. At first the manager got a real berating from his boss until he told the whole story.

                  He works for another company now, but I often wonder if that woman and her husband ever shopped at Wal-mart again. Further, I wonder if every time they ask for help, they ask first "Do you work here?"
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                  • I was in a Wal-Mart once wearing a light blue sweater, of course most Wal-Mart employees wear blue vests. A customer, I guess saw a blue mass and assumed and asked me questions about a certain product. I said I really didn't know much about. She replied "don't you work here?" and I smiled and said "nope, I was just trying to be helpful".

                    Now she was very courteous in how she asked, if the person had been an ass about it, I wouldn't have bothered.

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                    • Quoth Boulder_Bear View Post
                      Where is this? US? UK? It ummmm.... sounds like a very interesting place.
                      It is a very interesting place. It is, nominally, in the U.S. I say nominally, because many people who are natives or who have lived her for awhile barely consider this a part of the U.S. I myself often tell people: "I have been to three countries: Mexico, the U.S., and Key West!"

                      One guess which one is the tropical island tourist mecca I live and work in.

                      "The Customer Is Always Right...But The Bartender Decides Who Is
                      Still A Customer."

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                      • Don't forget the "North Florida Territories." (South Georgia)
                        Learn wisdom by the follies of others.

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                        • I had my first "do you work here?" today. I was at Bed Bath and Beyond, pushing a cart, wearing faux combat boots, red/black stripey socks, knee length black skirt and a tank top that says "You don't need to look at my chest. These are not the breasts you're looking for. Move along" Woman comes up to me and asks "Where are your slipcovers?" My brain shortcircutted because all I could do was give her a "WTF are you asking me for?" look before she actually asked if I worked there. I said no and continued on my way, stiffling giggles.

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                          • OMG YES....ALWAYS...when I worked at K-mart I used to go to the targetthat was on the floor below when I finished...Target wer red...I'm wearing BLACK....I have a jacket on, I'm holding a drink and a bag of food in my hand, with my bag slung over one shoulder, I'm looking at books and I get a customer come up to me and
                            SC: "do you work here??.....(I go to reply)...I've been waiting for AGES, are your just STANDING there doing NOTHING!!!"

                            Me: ummmm I don't WORK here

                            SC: YES YOU DO!! Don't LIE to me..I was JUST talking to you

                            (I had in fact talked to them...WHEN I was working IN K-mart....)

                            Me: Yes, but I don't work HERE! You spoke to me what I actully WAS at my work

                            SC: Can you help me anyways?

                            Me: NOPE..and I walk off

                            I've also got the do you work here? and I'm STANDING BEHIND the counter, with a apron on stating the name of the complex, and I've just finshed wit ha customer..."umm no I don't, I just really liked the apron and decided to wear it everyday, and I'm just looking into the regester to see how much money they have here...." MORON
                            I am evil, I should change my middle name legally TO evil, I'm proud of my evilness! Makes life fun! bwhaha

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                            • Quoth ladydouji View Post
                              I was at Bed Bath and Beyond, pushing a cart, wearing faux combat boots, red/black stripey socks, knee length black skirt and a tank top that says "You don't need to look at my chest. These are not the breasts you're looking for. Move along"
                              A tank top that combines Star Wars and breast ogling.

                              "The Customer Is Always Right...But The Bartender Decides Who Is
                              Still A Customer."

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                              • Quoth Jester View Post
                                A tank top that combines Star Wars and breast ogling.

                                Thanks, I love that tanktop and it's always fun to catch people reading it(even people who you know don't typically stare at chests) ^__^

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