6 mini pavlovas left.
We have a "If it's spare, you can eat it" rule in the bakery
6 mini pavlovas left.
We have a "If it's spare, you can eat it" rule in the bakery
Did a 13.25 hour shift yesterday (by choice), managed the whole day at the till without opening any of the coin rolls in my float.
Yay for the pathetic alcoholics and their change dumping.
I had a pretty cool night. We just emptied to old freezers, put them in the temporary ones and backstocked almost everything. I was in the giant freezer in the backroom and it was cold as shit but it was alright.
Tonight I have a regular shit and finally a day off.
At shoprite today some customer tried to buy this. We don't know where it came from or how it got on the shelf, but its a big old box of nostalgia. Expired in 2003. A bunch of us ate a couple. It tastes like death.
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Yelled at my store manager today, he got quiet then left the office.
Working a 7 hour shift with a head cold is one of the worst experiences of my retail career. It was brutal. I'm a pansy when it comes to sickness, though.
Worked extra hours today So I got a break.
A one hour break isn't long enough to eat dinner in. By the time you go home and cook it, you need to leave. And then I think I didn't take one of my 15 minute breaks either.
But I was looking after the self-serve machines a lot today, which I'm not actually trained to do.
Oh and I've got 32 hours of leave if I want it.
I've taken all of 4 days off since I started working by choice and 3 due to being sick. And I've been working there for 60 weeks.
My manager got very ill a while back, so I ended up covering three shifts so she could rest. I was a little annoyed at being called in three times on a school weekend but hey, money. First day she comes back, she goes home early, still sick. I catch whatever she had in the five minutes I was in contact with her, and it hits me hard a couple days later. I end up having to work that shift, even though I'm sick as a dog and barely able to stand. Then I remain sick for the next four days, miss out on a shift (and the money that would have brought). I was not happy.
I need to get out of retail; I'm legitimately starting to loathe 80% of the people who enter our store for very few rational reasons.
I walked into Kroger one day, this dude was taking a dump in the middle of an isle, the manager was just staring at him. He had no idea what to do in a situation like that.
(I think he was pretty new to the position or something.)
I feel bad for whoever had to clean that up.
"It's too late."
Needless to say I went as far away as possible. To this day I have no idea if he just wiped with his hand or what.
While we're on the subject of poop...
I...I shit myself today. At work.
Just a little bit, but fuck.
Okay, so I've had a cold for a couple of days now. It kind of kicks my ass and makes me feel tired, so I decided to get an energy drink while on break. The bad part is that I got a Monster, which I forgot fucks with my stomach. An hour later, I feel like I seriously need to shit. No biggie, I can just put up my closed sign and go. Except right as I'm about to put it up, someone with a fully loaded cart comes through and starts unloading. FUCK.. I'm used to holding it in at work, so I begrudgingly check them through.
Except. Except except except. I sneeze halfway through, and the act of sneezing shot some shit out and painted my boxers. I pokerfaced like the fist of the north star and placed the Closed sign up so nobody else would come through, finished up the transaction, and carefully walked to the bathroom.
Damage assessment: Boxers not worth saving (they were tearing anyways, cheap boxers)
I sadly went commando the rest of the day, and finished up the shift without further, uh, incident. But goddamn did that suck.
Looks like your shift was pretty shitty.
Terrible but inevitable puns aside, I'm not ashamed to admit that I've had that happen before. Not to worry, everyone craps their pants by accident at least once in their life. Even though adults have near-complete control over their bowels, when nature calls, it calls.
I could take up to 3 weeks of 12 hours shifts off and get paid about $200 a week.
Might need to get my wisdom teeth out soon, so this will be handy.
I'm sick of this one guy, who will give you the exact change and then proceed to say "Keep the change."
And then there's this one guy who comes in with only change.
A small bag full of 10 cent coins or 20 cent coins, and he hoped to buy a pack of cigarettes ($15). I accepted it the first time, but then my manager got really annoyed when she couldnt put them into tills.
So now I can reject his money.
I just tell them that there is a free money counting service at the bank across the road and I can not take their money.
So I get into work today a tad early of my boss, no problem. I unlock, disarm the alarm system, turn on the lights, etc.
Suddenly the alarm goes off.
So after explaining myself to the squak box I notice that the security keypad isn't talking to the actual alarm system. Which is a problem.
Edit: turns out I can arm, but not disarm it (which is still a problem).
In other news, I'm the first person to ever trip the alarm.
Edit 2: turns out I accidently disabled the keypad
Do you think it's possible for a 15 year old to find a job in the UK at the present time with all the unemployment?
after slaving there for 4 years i even get 2 weeks vacation (after one year of part time work you get your first week)
Had a woman come in today, and came up to me asking where the Pepsi on sale was. We didn't have any Pepsi on sale, but we did last week. She says, "I have a coupon for it, so where is it?" I said, "May I see the coupon?" She shows me clippings from the ad from last week, claiming they're coupons.
If someone pays for something, and they have like 20 cents or something to get back, and they say just keep it in the till or something, can you do that?
I've never really been sure when buying crap. The coins just end up flying out of my wallet next time I pull it out.
I had a couple baffling moments with customers today.
The first was a gentleman who brought in his Xbox 360 Slim 4GB to trade in, as he wanted to upgrade to the 250gb Slim with Kinect. I informed him, repeatedly, that it would be cheaper (by $40) to simply purchase the HDD and the Kinect separately. His exact words were "I don't really care about the money." and "I don't really want to deal with connecting everything." So, he traded in his system and picked up the 250GB Slim.
The next customer in line was a lady and her daughter who wanted to trade in the daughter's 3DS...for a 3DS of a different color. She spent $85 just to go from a blue 3DS to a pink one.
Man, I wish I had that kind of money to just throw around.
I work at this western outlet store thing in a small town in Wyoming. Not alot of people come into the store unless it's summer, which at that point it's full of toursits. So at times like this, in the middle of February the store is usually dead. I was texting behind the counter today while there was very few cusotmers in the store, and this middle aged lady was just staring at me. I didn't make much of it and continued writing this text on my phone and then she approached me and gave me a very stern look and said "YEAH I CAN SEE YOU TEXTING BACK THERE." I just kind of looked at her and said "Uh, yeah."
When she finally decided to check out she was freaking out cause she thought I stole her credit card number. She actually had me go get my manager to ensure that her credit card number was safe and to make sure that I hadn't stolen it.
Weird fucking people.
I mow this old guy's yard for $20 a mow. It's a very small yard, so I tried to convince him to lower the price, but he said he didn't really have a use for the money any more. I felt so bad.
At the start of a shift in nearly any retail place, as a cashier (I myself was one when I worked at Wendy's), you get a drawer. The drawer has a pre-determined amount of cash to start off with. At Wendy's it was $150. You count it to verify before you drop your tray in the register. As the night accumulates, you get more and more money. If your drawer EVER drops below the default amount, you've got serious issues. The only exception was if you dropped money into the safe, then you'd subtract it off. At the end of the night, the dropped money in the safe should equal the printout from your register.
Long story short: Adding more change fucks up the calculations.
So today I started a weeks work experience with a chance of a job at Kmart.
Not much happened, I was just out the back taking things off pallets, sorting them by department, and putting a few things out on the shelves.
Met a few nice people. But the guys out the back sorting the stuff around are a whole lot nicer than the people I met who are out on the floor.
I always treat them with respect though; no sense taking my own frustration out on people who don't deserve it.