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There's this guy who seems to be after our boxes. And we've been saving them for him.
I went for years thinking we were not to save boxes for anybody, thanks to the dipshit who flipped his shit when somebody accidentally threw away his saved boxes and screamed at the store manager. Store manager himself has said don't save boxes. But another manager told us to go ahead and save boxes for this guy.
One hand doesn't know what the other is doing. In other words, situation normal at the clearance swamp.
Anyhow, when this guy calls us up, he always asks to speak to my supervisor, and greets her with a hearty "Hi, supervisor! This is the box man!" The first time Box Man came by, he wanted large boxes. And then somebody had to drag them out to Box Man's Cadillac and try to stuff them in there while his yappy, over-protected barking pillow of a dog nipped at his hands. Then the next time he wanted small boxes, and again somebody had to personally deliver them to his vehicle.
He called us up again today, when we were behind on the truck and running our asses off. Supervisor took the call and asked him to call back later because we were so busy, and the phone she was talking to him on was konking. He waited all of about 30 seconds before trying again.
Anyhow, she told him off as nicely as could, telling him if he wanted boxes he'd have to come in and pick them up himself. So he got all passive-aggressive and said "Well gee, I never knew I was such a burden to you guys. I'll just go get boxes from Walmart and do all my shopping there."
So far as I know, this guy has spent the princely sum of $0 on items purchased from the clearance swamp. Seriously, we never see him buy anything when he's here. Huge loss we're taking in the sales department there.
Box people piss me off.
I went for years thinking we were not to save boxes for anybody, thanks to the dipshit who flipped his shit when somebody accidentally threw away his saved boxes and screamed at the store manager. Store manager himself has said don't save boxes. But another manager told us to go ahead and save boxes for this guy.
One hand doesn't know what the other is doing. In other words, situation normal at the clearance swamp.
Anyhow, when this guy calls us up, he always asks to speak to my supervisor, and greets her with a hearty "Hi, supervisor! This is the box man!" The first time Box Man came by, he wanted large boxes. And then somebody had to drag them out to Box Man's Cadillac and try to stuff them in there while his yappy, over-protected barking pillow of a dog nipped at his hands. Then the next time he wanted small boxes, and again somebody had to personally deliver them to his vehicle.
He called us up again today, when we were behind on the truck and running our asses off. Supervisor took the call and asked him to call back later because we were so busy, and the phone she was talking to him on was konking. He waited all of about 30 seconds before trying again.
Anyhow, she told him off as nicely as could, telling him if he wanted boxes he'd have to come in and pick them up himself. So he got all passive-aggressive and said "Well gee, I never knew I was such a burden to you guys. I'll just go get boxes from Walmart and do all my shopping there."
So far as I know, this guy has spent the princely sum of $0 on items purchased from the clearance swamp. Seriously, we never see him buy anything when he's here. Huge loss we're taking in the sales department there.
Box people piss me off.
(the customers not you guys I love you guys 
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