turns out, i'm not
1. I'm still a size 7. Just that one particular pair of 7s didn't fit some odd reason. I went back to the store and tried on one size up - and it was too big. And then I tried the same old size, and it fit. And I was like "WTF?" literally, because now I'm actually SAYING "WTF?", and some guy at work was like "Maybe you farted in between fittings."
Maybe.
2. I hate people who wreck my t-shirt piles as much as I hate people who don't undo their shirt buttons when they bring their stuff in for drycleaning. I'm okay with people checking stuff out, and unfolding shirts - IF IT'S ONE SHIRT FROM EACH PILE. NOT THREE OR FOUR. THEY'RE IN PILES FOR A REASON - THEY'RE ALL THE SAME. YOU DON'T NEED TO LOOK AT FIVE OF THEM. OMG.
3. People often mistake me asking them if they need help with something for genuine helpfulness. I'm not trying to be helpful at all though - I'm just trying to prevent you from WRECKING MY ENTIRE T-SHIRT PILE, YOU BASTARD. Hence, if I'm offering you help, it most likely just means I think you're an idiot.
4. At the store, we don't work on commission, so it really doesn't matter to me if you're just there to look. But please, DON'T say you're just there to look and then proceed to wreck every display in the store. LOOK. CAREFULLY. Don't touch if you can't touch reasonably - and then go ahead and leave empty handed. I really wouldn't give a shit if you did that. But when you wreck everything AND don't buy anything - well that's just salt on the wound. (And you leave me no option but to curse you and your entire family for an eternity.)
5. I hate people who literally only come to work to look pretty. If I suggest that you fold one pile of shirts, don't stop there! Take the initiative and fold another! And ANOTHER! Stupid lemmings.
6. Along the same vein, if you see a problem: fix it. I shouldn't have to point out that you're standing in front of a t-stand where virtually every pair of jeans hung there is now on the floor. Just because it's not in your immediate job description doesn't mean you should ignore it. I realize your job is to "Greet customers", but there's really only so many of me who's job it is to "Clean up retard's mess", so if you could help me out once in a while, that'd be great.
7. My feet hurt.
8. I didn't want to subject you all to this, but Ramiro made me.
9. Yesterday dinner with Zeebs and Paul was fun. This sums it up, "Around and around we go."
10. I think I might have to re-do my G1 and G2. OMG.
11. I need to stop saying OMG in real life.
Maybe.
2. I hate people who wreck my t-shirt piles as much as I hate people who don't undo their shirt buttons when they bring their stuff in for drycleaning. I'm okay with people checking stuff out, and unfolding shirts - IF IT'S ONE SHIRT FROM EACH PILE. NOT THREE OR FOUR. THEY'RE IN PILES FOR A REASON - THEY'RE ALL THE SAME. YOU DON'T NEED TO LOOK AT FIVE OF THEM. OMG.
3. People often mistake me asking them if they need help with something for genuine helpfulness. I'm not trying to be helpful at all though - I'm just trying to prevent you from WRECKING MY ENTIRE T-SHIRT PILE, YOU BASTARD. Hence, if I'm offering you help, it most likely just means I think you're an idiot.
4. At the store, we don't work on commission, so it really doesn't matter to me if you're just there to look. But please, DON'T say you're just there to look and then proceed to wreck every display in the store. LOOK. CAREFULLY. Don't touch if you can't touch reasonably - and then go ahead and leave empty handed. I really wouldn't give a shit if you did that. But when you wreck everything AND don't buy anything - well that's just salt on the wound. (And you leave me no option but to curse you and your entire family for an eternity.)
5. I hate people who literally only come to work to look pretty. If I suggest that you fold one pile of shirts, don't stop there! Take the initiative and fold another! And ANOTHER! Stupid lemmings.
6. Along the same vein, if you see a problem: fix it. I shouldn't have to point out that you're standing in front of a t-stand where virtually every pair of jeans hung there is now on the floor. Just because it's not in your immediate job description doesn't mean you should ignore it. I realize your job is to "Greet customers", but there's really only so many of me who's job it is to "Clean up retard's mess", so if you could help me out once in a while, that'd be great.
7. My feet hurt.
8. I didn't want to subject you all to this, but Ramiro made me.
9. Yesterday dinner with Zeebs and Paul was fun. This sums it up, "Around and around we go."
10. I think I might have to re-do my G1 and G2. OMG.
11. I need to stop saying OMG in real life.
posted by captain obvious at 11:13 a.m.
6 Comments:
Where do you work now? Sporting Life?
WTF?
-Tomal
hahahah your ranting makes me laugh. i'm the library and almost spat up my steeped tea because of #4!!!
thanks for that
Welcome to the world of retail. I get the same assholes at my store, and I'll be ranting about them within the next couple weeks...if I don't get lazy.
I used to work at a home furnishings store and when I discovered an internal shop-lifting operation, I got a lotta cash to keep my mouth shut.
It made my time there a lot better because of the increased 'pay' and also because everyday was like a caper! Exciting!
*sigh* I needed this outlet. I haven't told anyone before.
Thank you, Dunja, thank you...
that girl Rana from the pub has really really big boobs :)
"8. I didn't want to subject you all to this, but Ramiro made me."
Ahhhh... the sweet, sweet stench of victory.
- Ramiro
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