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[About Death]

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[John Rhys-Davies]

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[Attack on Titan]

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[Glee/Corey Monteith]

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07. [WARNING for underage]

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08. [WARNING for gore, violence]

[Atonement, Wanted, Last King of Scotland, X-Men First Class]

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09. [WARNING for rape]

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10. [WARNING for death]

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Tell me how shitty your job is. I need to vent about how much my week sucked. Got yelled at for something I didn't do, the usual asshole customers, hate how my store operates in general.

Idk I know I should be grateful for being employed at all, but damn I hate my job so much right now. The only thing that motivates me is the paycheck and I wish something else gave me drive.

I am going through the same thing this summer. every other day some new bullshit arrives on the scene and I just want to quit. plus new management which is sucky in general, but also upsetting because I liked the old manager and the way she was forced out of her job is particularly unpleasant.

I hope you at least have a couple of fun people to keep you sane (I do but they work night shift and I'm mornings so I only get to see them for an hour or so at a time). retail is a black hole. if you ever need someone to tell horror stories to I am always down!

Tell me about it. Just when I thought I had it figured out, there's always something else. God I wish I could quit but it's not like I can right now.

And that's another thing, all the people I bonded with at work either found other jobs or are moving away. It's making me anxious because I feel like the rest of our team alienates the new folks. Us new people stuck together but now I'm gonna be all alone. :(

how new are you? within my first few weeks two of my three friends at the time left the store and I thought I was never going to make it. now I've been there maybe a month and a week and people who were total bitches to me before have really warmed up to me. maybe the same will happen for you? sorry about your friends. ):

I've been there two months. I''m mostly at the register where I'm alone with no chance to talk to my coworkers. Everyone else is on the floor stocking the aisles or helping out customers while I'm stuck in one spot. It sucks lol.

I drove away a customer that hates me. She still comes, but on other people's shifts haha. I don't care. I hate her equally. She's a selfish, pushy self-centered old bitch that doesn't give a fuck about the fact that I have OTHER CUSTOMERS. She doesn't spend that much anyway 8|

Right now I like most of my customers but retail can suck the big one in general. Sorry but 'the customer is always right' is a load of bullshit because it makes many of them entitled to acting like asshats. It's funny when they can't handle it being thrown right back in their face though...

The worst thing atm is probably one of my co-workers. She's 48 going on 21 and likes to act like she knows everything when she's actually really, really clueless and even on her day off she's ALWAYS THERE and won't stop talking. She'll jump into convos halfway without being there for the first half, and generally try to be bossy until I tell her to shut the fuck up. (Which she does. I mean I'll snap at her and she'll say nothing for like three hours, to her credit). Fortunately she isn't working much because I think she drives my boss (who honestly prefers me) nuts too.

Oh man I wish I had your guts. I wanna tell some of them off so bad. I can get really sassy off-duty but I try to give ~good customer service~ and I die a little inside each time.

In my job everyone makes me cut onions all day when I'd rather cut melons and I'm the best person there at cutting melons; everyone else gets seeds everywhere and goes really slow and can't remember the difference between a honeydew and a canteloupe and will flat-out refuse to believe me when I tell them they're cutting the wrong one. And whenever I volunteer to cut the melons they'll be like "NO! Cut the ONIONS!" and I cry the whole day. Literally. From the onions.

...And I just realized this topic said "retailers." Not food service. Whatever.

Anyway, hope your job gets better soon, OP.

lol I'm "food service" as well but I figured it's pretty much the same deal.

do they give you a reason to not do the thing you're super good at?? does everyone else hate cutting onions that much

Yeah, I think it's that no one else wants to cut onions. They've all been there longer than me, so I'm supposed to listen to them. Also, I think they don't believe I'm really better at it. I volunteered to cut them, mentioned that I cut melons a lot, and tried to give advice to the others who were doing it wrong, but I didn't want to sound naggy so I didn't push it too much.

Thanks! It's tolerable most of the time. Just went for a run and feeling much better.

Glad you're feeling better now! :)

i used to work at hobby lobby. one day this lady comes in to buy some stuff. she's at my register and she's got an art print with her but she tucks it away instead of putting it on the counter. she says she already bought it but i asked for a receipt/proof of purchase cuz i don't wanna get in trouble over some possible secret shopper u feel me

she threw a goddamn fit and i had to call management to the register to settle her down. she finally whipped out the receipt and accused me of trying to "hassle" her. hobby lobby was probably the shittiest job i've ever had in terms of customer behaviour. idk what it is about crafts that gets people so worked up but damn.

I know some people like to throw fits when I ask for their ID when they're buying booze or cigarettes. Like, you look young of course I'm gonna card you...

Had to tell any customer that came into the 20 items or less line that it was the twenty item or less line. Guy with eighty items come into my lane. I tell him. He gets so pissy with me and threatens to come to my line whenever he sees me, like a child taking a tantrum. Another guy, who had a full cart of items, was bitching about having to wait in line. He asks me if he can go to the ten item or less line, and I tell him "No, tat's for ten items or less" and he fumes and tells me "You lose customer today!". Yeah okay buddy.

A man wanted -30 cents- off of a gift card. I tell him that I can't unload gift cards, but maybe the service desk could help him. They send him back to me, for whatever reason, and he slams his hands down onto the belt right in front of me screaming about wanting his *damn* 30 cents. An AP kicked him out of the store thankfully.

We were WICKED short on bags. I mean, to the point where we had to use large bags, because we ran out of the normal small ones. Anyway, I have to conserve my bags, so I tell a customer who wants me to double bag BREAD. FUCKING BREAD. that I was told to not double bag light items because we were having a shortage on bags. He told me it wasn't his problem, and took as many bags as he could.

I ran out of dollar bills, and my CSM was away and wasn't coming to check on my blinking light. A couple comes into my lane and their change is a dollar. I give them four quarters, and apologize for not having any dollar bills. They BITCH and stand in line, getting in the way of the other customers. They wait there for A HALF HOUR, because four quarters just weren't good enough.

Extreme couponers are the worst. And I know people do need coupons, no, I'm talking about the people who use a TON of them, doubles, triples, trying to get everything for free. This one woman came into my line with a cart loaded with stuff. I rang it up, and then bam, she whips out a binder full of coupons. Now, I adhere to the coupon policy, no exceptions. So I slowly go through all of them, handing her back the expired coupons, or the coupons that were for items she didn't actually have. (Sneaky). She ended up having to pay twenty dollars+her foodstamps. She screams at me "Why do I have to pay?!!?!" and I tell her that's just her balance. She takes her stuff and walks two feet from my register and goes over her receipt like a hawk, then she leaves.

Speaking of coupons, this one lady tried to use one on a box of cereal. I tell her the coupon is for two boxes, not one, and continue to ring her up. She sends one of her children TO GET ANOTHER BOX and then slams the couple down. "WILL IT WORK NOW?!" and I said "yes, but you didn't need to..." "YOU SAID I HAD TO!" and blahblah. If she was only planning on buying one box, why get another one? She spent more money than she had to. FFS.

Oh, and then a guy came in and said "Excuse me Sir" (I'm a woman, obviously a woman, so wow on his part) and asks for a basket. I tell him that the store only has four and I looked through all the registers for one, they were all out. I was on my fifteen and told him there were none and apologized. He starts bitching about how I should get him one, and how "They HELP people at K-Mart!". As if I could pull a basket out of my ass. Hmmmmm.

Wow, you poor thing... you must hate human beings.

I saw a toddler be brought into the store with a bloody nose, because his mother was brushed up against by another woman. She followed her out to her car and punched her in the face (they were both holding babies) The boyfriend of the other woman tackled her and they both went down. The baby hit face first onto the concrete.

I was told to clean up some tissues and trash thrown around the aisles and caught MRSA a month before Christmas. Had to have surgery a few days after Christmas, and get the wounds wicked every few days.

A woman threatened to 'punch my face in', because she kept hitting cancel on the keypad to put in credit. I kept telling her that hitting cancel canceled the whole thing, and she had to hit 'change payment type, then credit'

I waited on a woman that was trying to buy cigarettes, while talking loudly on the phone She was begging someone on the other line to give her money, or else her kids were going to starve, etc. All the while she was attempting to buy twenty dollars worth of cigs. She couldn't though, because she didn't have a valid form of ID.

So, yeah.

...I have no words.

Not sure if it's technically retail, but it does involve assisting the general public in buying stuff...

No ma'am, when we state that the minimum age for our event is *teen, that does not mean you can bring your newborn.

No sir, I cannot magically pull a couple of extra tickets out of my ass if you send me one half of an (incidentally insultingly small, not that that changes anything) bill as incentive. Nor am I inclined to give you my home address to mail it.

Yes ma'am, when we repeatedly state on our website and throughout the purchasing process that we have a no refund policy, that does indeed mean that we do not give refunds.

I'm very sorry sir, you probably should have read the terms of the *insert name of third-party program* offer and made sure you understood what you were buying before you did so, because I cannot break the rules to accommodate you and I will get in trouble if I keep forwarding the same un-fulfillable requests to my supervisor.

Sorry to bother you again boss, I know you're busy, but someone else has failed to understand the terms of the offer that weren't explained very clearly, and they are getting upset with me for not being able to give them what they want. Oh, now you're upset with me too. Sorry...

While I got out of there over a decade ago, I did do my time in the retail mines for nearly two years. One night this lady tried to return an item she'd opened (a little model-kit sort of thing for a pioneer wagon, IIRC), without a receipt, which would not scan, and on which the price tag was partially missing. I told her I couldn't give her store credit if I didn't know how much she'd paid for it, much less a cash refund. She got out of my line and went to the next cashier. After going through all four of us and getting the same answer each time, she told us we were all "unprofessional" and left.

She must have spent the night going through her tax filing cabinet or something, because she came back the next day with the receipt. She had purchased the item six years prior, which, we belatedly realized, was why it wouldn't scan - it was no longer in our inventory. The head cashier finally called the manager down to figure out how to process the return; I think the manager finally explained to the customer that he could only give her store credit, since the box was opened. She called him every name in the book, but she did eventually accept that they couldn't charge the $6.59 or whatever back to her credit card after six years on an opened product. I think in the end we taped the box closed again after checking to see that all the parts were still there, and put it on the clearance rack for 49 cents, since we couldn't actually put it back into inventory.

Recently had a phone call from somebody asking us to identify an item from the UPC on the receipt, with a non-self-explantory item name. They read us the UPC, we checked it in the system, no go. We tried every variation of that UPC we could think of - drop the first digit, drop the last digit, drop both first and last digit. We were on the phone with the person for almost ten minutes before they mentioned the receipt was three years old.

And we all silently exchanged the "duh" look, while the phone-holder politely explained that we couldn't identify the item because its UPC was no longer in our system.

New manager wants everything that is discontinued out of the inventory bins. In Apparel. Hah-fucking-hah. She doesn't seem to understand that, even if we aren't getting anymore of an item in freight, that doesn't mean that we have room on the sales floor for the 150 of that item they already sent us.

Apparel area has been moved to a different section of the backroom. We have more space now, but management can't be bothered to teach everyone else not to park all their shit in our space. And I am not climbing over all those pallets of crap and all those rickety carts to get a handful of hangers, kthnx.

You want us to restock racks and shelves on the sales floor? Then how about giving us the time to go to the backroom and get the stuff that needs restocked?

Too many things claims-ed? Um, do you really want this torn shirt on a sales rack? How about this white shirt with the black mark on the sleeve? Skirt with a broken zipper? Blouse with a missing button? Three shirts accepted as returned items, despite the fact that they've obviously been washed? I mean, they're only two shades lighter than the rest of the same shirts and if you don't hold them within three feet of your face, you'll never notice the reek of fabric softener...

Oh, and the co-workers. I'm heartily sick and tired of doing Whats-her-face's work for her. I'm tired of re-doing all the shit that Whos-is routinely fucks up. And I really wish Little Ear would take notes - we told her four times who was going to lunch and who was going on break, and she got it totally backwards - she does this all the time with all sorts of information. So a supervisor asks her a question about what's going on in the department, she tells them the wrong thing and then supervisor is going all "what the hell?" on us.

The other four co-workers, thankfully, make up for the three crappy co-workers. They actually do their jobs and do them well.

And if the home office would stop sending us literal fucktons of work-out gear, we wouldn't hate them nearly as much. (We have enough spandex to clothe an entire herd of elephants.)

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