Nothing like doing planograms to remind me why doing planograms is so damn frustrating in the first place. And I thought it would be a welcome change of pace today.
The assignment was to set the 12-foot section of snow shovels, ice scrapers and ice melt. Yeah, we put this shit out in the middle of October, and I can remember some times in the past when those things would be needed by now.
Anyhow, we get everything together, put it in where the planogram says it's supposed to go...
...and discover two shovels that will not fit in their assigned spots. Fuck. Time to take everything down and move it around. This required us to remove the cap shelf (top shelf we used to stash excess Christmas ornament sets) so that we could take out the special hooks the shovels are placed on and then put them back into the pegboard.
And this was just to fit one of the shovels in there. The other wasn't going to fit in at all. So we just left those shovels in their cardboard boxes, cut them open to display them, and put them over by the bicycles so they're still on the salesfloor somewhere. Sadly I can see some corporate suit tut-tutting over this.
But of course the printed planogram says everything should fit in the 12 feet allotted with room to spare! But that's to be expected when everything is represented on the planogram sheet as significantly smaller than it actually is.
By the end I wanted to grab those shovels, head up to corporate, find the anal pisscutter (Military folks, I hope I have not used that term offensively) who noodled around on a computer to come up with that planogram, and beat him/her about the head and torso with them.
The assignment was to set the 12-foot section of snow shovels, ice scrapers and ice melt. Yeah, we put this shit out in the middle of October, and I can remember some times in the past when those things would be needed by now.
Anyhow, we get everything together, put it in where the planogram says it's supposed to go...
...and discover two shovels that will not fit in their assigned spots. Fuck. Time to take everything down and move it around. This required us to remove the cap shelf (top shelf we used to stash excess Christmas ornament sets) so that we could take out the special hooks the shovels are placed on and then put them back into the pegboard.
And this was just to fit one of the shovels in there. The other wasn't going to fit in at all. So we just left those shovels in their cardboard boxes, cut them open to display them, and put them over by the bicycles so they're still on the salesfloor somewhere. Sadly I can see some corporate suit tut-tutting over this.
But of course the printed planogram says everything should fit in the 12 feet allotted with room to spare! But that's to be expected when everything is represented on the planogram sheet as significantly smaller than it actually is.
By the end I wanted to grab those shovels, head up to corporate, find the anal pisscutter (Military folks, I hope I have not used that term offensively) who noodled around on a computer to come up with that planogram, and beat him/her about the head and torso with them.
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