Final Workplace Rant

Just a notice to people, I have finally quit my job... for those looking to apply for a job, we are definitely looking for people (I wasn't the only one, 2 guys and 2 girls left as well)...

Anyways after that last rant, I sort of gave up on the customers...

Anyways...

But lately some idiots came in, and complained about things again... I'll only tell you what happened, I've grown desensitized to such nonsense (Can you BELIEVE THAT?!).

*Ahem*

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Asshole Number 1

So it was one of those typical not-busy days in the store, very few customers, great conditions for the workers... I was just going through the "touch-ups" and we were going to close in 1 hour, I can't wait to go home. So I was daydreaming, and just cleaning the bin lids, when suddenly, an old menace loomed before me. She was old, and she was crabby. Of course, I only greeted her with my kindest regards. She completely disregarded that, and started to speak (She did not look like she was in a pleasant mood).

"I was watching you."
(oookkk... like that doesn't sound creepy...)

"You are cleaning the top of a bin, the underside of the bin lid, the scoop for that bin, and going to the next bin... I think that cloth is dirty!" said the "unpleasant woman" (Yes, I put a quote around woman).

"Oh, well I'm sorry, but I can't really change anything, if you have any complaints you'll have to talk to the manager," I said.

"Do you know how many germs there are on that cloth, and the bin lids?" "She" questioned.

"Well, really, I'm sorry, I can't change anything, If you want I could bring the manager - "

"I THINK YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER!" and "she" stormed out of the store.

I'm guessing she's never coming back again, good riddance to bad rubbish.

Later I told my manager about this incidence, and he merely laughed that I got in trouble with a customer...

By the way, the bins and the cloths are probably cleaner than the one's in your home from constant use, and constant cleaning, there are just stains on it that makes it look extremely dirty.

Lesson Number 1: No one gives a shit to an asshole with no courtesy.

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Asshole Number 2

This time, the store is busy, and I just finished helping a customer. *Message to Jamie W, I was also busy*. Suddenly a Buzz Lightyear pinata fell down on top of a customer (keep in mind, these pinatas are very stable, and can only be knocked down when someone starts shaking the bins). I didn't see how it fell, I had my back turned towards it, and when it fell I picked it up and put it in the back room. When I came out, a large lady (trust me, she's neither weak, feeble, nor old) cried out "Aren't you going to ask if I'm ok?"

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't see it fall - "

"Ya, your Buzz Lightyear pinata fell on my back, and you didn't even ask if I'm ok."

"Like I said, I'm sorry, I didn't see it fall -"

"AREN'T YOU GOING TO ASK ME IF I'M OK?"

"Are you ok?"

"TOO LATE NOW!"

... No lies, that was basically the conversation, not giving me a chance to respond, she kept asking why we didn't care how she was, and when I did, she said it was too late. There's this other co-worker beside me, she's white, so the yeti didn't give her much trouble (=P). The yeti went to the cash, knocked all the other customers waiting in line out of the way, and asked where the manager was.

The supervisor was the cashier at the time, and the yeti proceeded to give the supervisor shit.
"Your Buzz Lightyear pinatas fell on my back, and none of your staff seemed to care. I think some discipline is necessary, and you better watch your pinatas, because they are a lawsuit waiting to happen!"

After that, she left the store, but before that, made a mess in the aisles. I just want to say, the pinatas were frickin' empty and they weighed practically nothing, plus (I know this sounds mean, but) she had like fifty layers of blubber protecting her, I don't even think a bullet can penetrate her.

By the way, she was flipped out, I really don't know why, her face was red, and she was shaking, and she was yelling, her voice was loud enough to make the entire store hear her. I think she thought she had the customers on her side, but when she left, the person I was helping out before this all happened came up to me, and gave me a reassuring look.

Lesson Number 2: Don't over react, you only make yourself look like a fool... and an asshole...


And ya... that's basically the kind of memories that I will keep forever, I was not traumatized one bit during either incidences. Both times, the person in charge just laughed at me for being so unlucky.

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Time for A WORKER'S EXPERIENCE!!

There's this black guy who works in the store, and we're pretty good friends. And there's a kind of birdseed called Nyger Seeds.

So apparently a redneck came into the store looked at the things on special advertisement, saw the Nyger Seeds, and gave a soft chuckle. Looked at my colleague, and asked him where the n****r seeds are at.

"Excuse me?"

"Ya, your n***** seeds, where are they?"

The manager walked by at the moment, and said:

"Our NYGER seeds are this way, it's pronounced NYGER."

Ya, he looked like a redneck, idiot, and... you guessed it, an asshole...

Lesson Number 3: Don't be racist, you're only making yourself look bad... and insulting against large groups of people... do any of these sound smart to you?

My colleague will be bitter about this for a long time... I don't blame him...

So there you go... my Final Workplace Rant, not really a rant, sort of a series of unfortunate events.

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