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As you probably know, this week is inventory week at Irv's Fanschmabulous Emporium O' Crap. Today is when the inventory service comes in to count the salesfloor.
We finished counting the backroom today. That means nothing can be pulled from the backroom and taken out to the salesfloor until sometime tomorrow unless the following occur:
It just so happens today is also the beginning of a pretty big 3-day sale, so every time a customer purchased an item needing a carryout or asked somebody to retrieve something from backstock, they had to keep calling us to adjust backroom counts. And that happened quite often today.
Also today, I got assigned to test-count (recount to make sure the first count was correct) video game consoles in the cash office. Working in the cash office today was the cash office specialist whom I've affectionately nicknamed "Stinky the Wildebeest" That was a hold-your-breath job; she stinks up the cash office just by being in it.
That being said, it wasn't all bad today. We finished counting the backroom early, so we got sent out to apparel to help them check clothing items for the required UPC tags. It's a very boring task, and we stock people have overactive imaginations, so we got into all kinds of shenanigans. Such as:
At least my counting duties are done--for today. However, tomorrow I have to drag my happy ass in at 8 to assist with reconciliation. Joy.
We finished counting the backroom today. That means nothing can be pulled from the backroom and taken out to the salesfloor until sometime tomorrow unless the following occur:
- The person pulling merchandise calls a member of the stock team to tell them the items they pulled and from what backstock locations they pulled them
- The stock person adjusts the backroom count for the item, prints up a new backroom inventory count report, and hangs it on the shelf or wall of the location the item was pulled from
It just so happens today is also the beginning of a pretty big 3-day sale, so every time a customer purchased an item needing a carryout or asked somebody to retrieve something from backstock, they had to keep calling us to adjust backroom counts. And that happened quite often today.
Also today, I got assigned to test-count (recount to make sure the first count was correct) video game consoles in the cash office. Working in the cash office today was the cash office specialist whom I've affectionately nicknamed "Stinky the Wildebeest" That was a hold-your-breath job; she stinks up the cash office just by being in it.
That being said, it wasn't all bad today. We finished counting the backroom early, so we got sent out to apparel to help them check clothing items for the required UPC tags. It's a very boring task, and we stock people have overactive imaginations, so we got into all kinds of shenanigans. Such as:
- Me hiding in a rack of clothes and saying "Pick me! Pick me!" when our supervisor returned from adjusting a count to continue working on that rack.
- Me making the following observation about a t-shirt with a picture of a kitteh on it: "If you wear this shirt, you'll have pussy on your chest!"
- All of us commenting on the amount of fabric needed to produce plus-sized clothing. I swear I came across a huge pair of Daisy Dukes that had enough denim to make a regular pair of blue jeans.
- By the way, should you ever see a grainy, cell-phone camera picture of an average-sized guy with straight brown hair and glassed with a dress draped over his head so he looks like he's wearing it, it's not me in the picture. Just so you know. I'm a good boy. :angel
At least my counting duties are done--for today. However, tomorrow I have to drag my happy ass in at 8 to assist with reconciliation. Joy.
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