[ SECRET POST #2397 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #2397 ⌋

Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.

01.
[About Death]


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02.
[John Rhys-Davies]


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03.
[Attack on Titan]


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04.
[Glee/Corey Monteith]


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05. [SPOILERS for Despicable Me 2]



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06. [SPOILERS for Ace Attorney]



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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]


















Notes:

Secrets Left to Post: 00 pages, 000 secrets from Secret Submission Post #342.
Secrets Not Posted: [ 0 - broken links ], [ 0 - not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [ 0 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ], [ 1 - ships it ].
Current Secret Submissions Post: here.
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Comments

Re: Attention retailers!

[(Anonymous)]

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.)