That's what today has been.
I'll Smash Your Face In!
Yes, that is what I was told by a 6ft+ tall teenage lad when I wouldn't sell him some lighters as he couldn't prove he was of the legal age to buy them. And what did my supervisors do? If you guessed EFF ALL, you were right.
I'll Not Clean Or Tidy Up After Myself, The Slaves Can Do It.
So, I was doing my tidying up around the store, and the amount of things I had to put back in the correct place was unbelievable. Also, the sheer amount of empty bottles, half eaten snacks and empty crisp packets I found shoved on a random shelf because people are too lazy to find a bin made me
I'll Pretend I Can't Hear The Minimum Wage Retail Slave.
This is one of my pet peeves. I will ask a customer if they want a bag, and get ignored! Then the swines complain that they haven't got a bag. Or, if they're given a bag, they demand a bigger one because "they're free." Even better, if I ask them if they want a bag they'll say "only if they're free." I really wish we'd start charging!
READ!
The amount of people who have only read half a sign today is beyond me. The see 2-for-1 or 3-for-1 and don't bother to read the rest, fetch their stuff to the till, then get snotty and have a hissy fit because I have to get a manager to have the transaction voided!
C.L.O.S.E.D Means Closed!
I hate this. We shut the doors on time, as instructed by Head Office. Letting anyone in after this time means disciplinary action, no excuses. Tonight, this gem occurred.
SC: LET ME IN!
Me: Sorry, but we're closed, we closed ten minutes ago.
SC: I AM THE CUSTOMER AND I DEMAND YOU LET ME IN!
Me: ....No....
SC: WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO?
Me: I mean you cannot enter these premises as it is after the posted closing time.
SC: LET ME IN OR I'LL PHONE HEAD OFFICE!
Me: By all means, let them know this branch of the chain is following policy.
SC: YOU LITTLE BITCH! HOW DARE YOU TALK TO ME LIKE THAT?!
Me: No, how dare YOU! We are closed, and I will not be letting you in.
I walked away then.
Almost Robbed.
Last week, the shutters were half down outside the shop doors before we opened, and one of the girls who started early heard the doors open and close, so she went to investigate. She found a man hanging around the tills, and asked him what he was doing. He bolted. 3 guesses as to what he was after.
So...that was my day. I've been doing some research and found out I may be able to leave my job in as little to 6 weeks! Oh happy days!
I'll Smash Your Face In!
Yes, that is what I was told by a 6ft+ tall teenage lad when I wouldn't sell him some lighters as he couldn't prove he was of the legal age to buy them. And what did my supervisors do? If you guessed EFF ALL, you were right.
I'll Not Clean Or Tidy Up After Myself, The Slaves Can Do It.
So, I was doing my tidying up around the store, and the amount of things I had to put back in the correct place was unbelievable. Also, the sheer amount of empty bottles, half eaten snacks and empty crisp packets I found shoved on a random shelf because people are too lazy to find a bin made me
I'll Pretend I Can't Hear The Minimum Wage Retail Slave.
This is one of my pet peeves. I will ask a customer if they want a bag, and get ignored! Then the swines complain that they haven't got a bag. Or, if they're given a bag, they demand a bigger one because "they're free." Even better, if I ask them if they want a bag they'll say "only if they're free." I really wish we'd start charging!
READ!
The amount of people who have only read half a sign today is beyond me. The see 2-for-1 or 3-for-1 and don't bother to read the rest, fetch their stuff to the till, then get snotty and have a hissy fit because I have to get a manager to have the transaction voided!
C.L.O.S.E.D Means Closed!
I hate this. We shut the doors on time, as instructed by Head Office. Letting anyone in after this time means disciplinary action, no excuses. Tonight, this gem occurred.
SC: LET ME IN!
Me: Sorry, but we're closed, we closed ten minutes ago.
SC: I AM THE CUSTOMER AND I DEMAND YOU LET ME IN!
Me: ....No....
SC: WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO?
Me: I mean you cannot enter these premises as it is after the posted closing time.
SC: LET ME IN OR I'LL PHONE HEAD OFFICE!
Me: By all means, let them know this branch of the chain is following policy.
SC: YOU LITTLE BITCH! HOW DARE YOU TALK TO ME LIKE THAT?!
Me: No, how dare YOU! We are closed, and I will not be letting you in.
I walked away then.
Almost Robbed.
Last week, the shutters were half down outside the shop doors before we opened, and one of the girls who started early heard the doors open and close, so she went to investigate. She found a man hanging around the tills, and asked him what he was doing. He bolted. 3 guesses as to what he was after.
So...that was my day. I've been doing some research and found out I may be able to leave my job in as little to 6 weeks! Oh happy days!
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