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A combonation of events, thought it would lump in with general work stuff, sorry if it's in the wrong spot. 
Note - this isn't exactly what was said, but as close as I can remember.
Angry Pants Problem
No, this isn't about Nunavut or what's in said pants, just to clear that first.
So, I've been at this job for almost two weeks now. This scene stars the store manager, B, and the music manager/leader, R (who knows everything there is to know about all the music in the store and what's not even out yet). I'm over to the side putting rental movies back in their cases, and another floor manager, M, is off to the other side.
Cue the impending doom that is a visit from Corporate.
B notices that R is wearing jeans! The Horror! (We're not allowed to wear jeans, except maybe fridays, but no one's confirmed that with me.)
B - R! You're wearing jeans! You can't DO that! You have to go home and change, now!
R - Um.. I told you my clothes were stolen. You saw the police report. I don't have anything but these to wear right now. (not sure how they were stolen, I'm guessing from his car or maybe a gym bag?)
B - But <corporate lady> is due here today! You cannot be wearing jeans at all, you know you're not supposed to.
R - What do you want me to do? I can go get the report and show you again.
B - You don't have ANY other pants? Or ... y'know, MONEY to go and buy more?
R - ... No. I don't.
B - *frustrated sighs and noises* Well, do you really WANT to continue working here!?
(other manager and I freeze at this point, waiting for the hammer to drop)
R - ... I'm really getting to the point where I'm not, no.
B -
The arguement kinda died off there, and later, I heard R and the other manager talking about how funny B's face was when he said that. I don't blame her, but I blame him less, haha.
Wordplay
I've been trying to control my language around work, as I'm used to not having to watch my mouth, and my roommate probably curses more than I do, as a casual use of spice to language, not anything aggressive. I pick up bad habits, heheh. So, I've been substituting calmer and more polite words for things in my brain-to-mouth filter. Things USUALLY acceptable in public. I've slipped up a time or two, but usually only in front of coworkers, and I believe neither of them really heard me. It was only the fecal dismissive anyhow.
On to the story! A bit of background - our system has us scan the checks people write and then it voids them and prints an electronic slip for us to keep, and the customer gets their check back. If it doesn't scan, then we have to call it in. Bleh, it's annoying, but it's what we do. For the first few days I was learning all this, the check scanner wasn't working right. It would pull the check in at an angle, get it caught, half eat it and spit it back out. Thus, calling in every check. Ugh.
Standing behind me is another manager, F. He's the awesome cool kinda manager, really friendly and likes to joke around and does his work and helps noobies like me out with good cheer. And when I say right behind me, he's about a foot from me. He's also the one that's been having to deal with the faulty scanners and trying to get them to work.
This day, first check of the day, I actually managed to get it to scan!!
Me - Holy crap! I got it to work!
F - You did!? Awesome, maybe it'll work from now on.
Customer - (her check) Crap... is NOT HOLY!1!eleven
Me -
Um, okay. Sorry 'bout that...
Customer - Hmph. *stalks out the door*
F - *shakes his head and tries not to laugh*
This one amused the heck out me. I know some people are sensitive to expletives and the like, and I don't like offending people, but I honestly wonder what she would have done if my filter hadn't gotten that one.
One more, hehe!
Joke of the Day!
Couple of guys came up to the register, one buying an energy drink that has Mario on it. They're joking around and chattering with each other and myself, and humming the Mario theme.
Customer 1: Hey dude, here's a joke that <friend of both of theirs> told me the other day. What kind of pants do Mario and Luigi wear?
Customer 2: Ummm..... Jumpers?
Customer 1: Haha.. good, but no. Give up?
Customer 2: I guess.
Customer 1: Denim-denim-denim. *said in the tone of the theme from the song*
Customer 2 and me:
(Not sure how well that'll work in text, it's funnier if you hear it, but if you know the Mario theme song, it should work. ^_^)
Oh yeah remembered another.
Someone's gotta do it.
This part, I understand it's part of my job, but the way I was shoved at it really pissed me off.
First customer of the day, it's my 4th day working. I've been kinda learning on the go for most things. The store buys used things from the customers as long as it's in good condition and we don't already have too many, etc. This guy wants to sell us some books. I've only been shown this ONCE, a week prior, and there's no real way to practice it. Oh, when I mean "shown", that's what I mean. I touched nothing. I'm a pretty tactile person, I tend to like to DO things to learn them.
B's walking by, another manager's heading to the office, and no one else is here.
Me - Hey B? Is there anyone here to do buybacks for this customer?
B - Yeah. You. *walks away*
Me -
Um.. how about making sure I know how to do it before you just throw me to the proverbial lions? Especially since I'd be possibly giving money from the store to this guy. And that it needs about 10 steps to do it through, and I've not actually DONE it and it's been shown me ONCE.
I tried to do it. I got about to the third step and just stood there staring at the computer for about 30 seconds, trying my best to remember how it went, what button to push. Then I just apologized to the customer and told him I'm new, etc. Then I paged the other manager from out of the office to at least come show me what buttons to push, so I can do it and maybe LEARN it. Instead of trying to rely on memory from a week ago. Ugh. (end mini rant)
Note - this isn't exactly what was said, but as close as I can remember.
Angry Pants Problem
No, this isn't about Nunavut or what's in said pants, just to clear that first.
So, I've been at this job for almost two weeks now. This scene stars the store manager, B, and the music manager/leader, R (who knows everything there is to know about all the music in the store and what's not even out yet). I'm over to the side putting rental movies back in their cases, and another floor manager, M, is off to the other side.
Cue the impending doom that is a visit from Corporate.
B notices that R is wearing jeans! The Horror! (We're not allowed to wear jeans, except maybe fridays, but no one's confirmed that with me.)
B - R! You're wearing jeans! You can't DO that! You have to go home and change, now!
R - Um.. I told you my clothes were stolen. You saw the police report. I don't have anything but these to wear right now. (not sure how they were stolen, I'm guessing from his car or maybe a gym bag?)
B - But <corporate lady> is due here today! You cannot be wearing jeans at all, you know you're not supposed to.
R - What do you want me to do? I can go get the report and show you again.
B - You don't have ANY other pants? Or ... y'know, MONEY to go and buy more?
R - ... No. I don't.
B - *frustrated sighs and noises* Well, do you really WANT to continue working here!?
(other manager and I freeze at this point, waiting for the hammer to drop)
R - ... I'm really getting to the point where I'm not, no.
B -
The arguement kinda died off there, and later, I heard R and the other manager talking about how funny B's face was when he said that. I don't blame her, but I blame him less, haha.
Wordplay
I've been trying to control my language around work, as I'm used to not having to watch my mouth, and my roommate probably curses more than I do, as a casual use of spice to language, not anything aggressive. I pick up bad habits, heheh. So, I've been substituting calmer and more polite words for things in my brain-to-mouth filter. Things USUALLY acceptable in public. I've slipped up a time or two, but usually only in front of coworkers, and I believe neither of them really heard me. It was only the fecal dismissive anyhow.
On to the story! A bit of background - our system has us scan the checks people write and then it voids them and prints an electronic slip for us to keep, and the customer gets their check back. If it doesn't scan, then we have to call it in. Bleh, it's annoying, but it's what we do. For the first few days I was learning all this, the check scanner wasn't working right. It would pull the check in at an angle, get it caught, half eat it and spit it back out. Thus, calling in every check. Ugh.
Standing behind me is another manager, F. He's the awesome cool kinda manager, really friendly and likes to joke around and does his work and helps noobies like me out with good cheer. And when I say right behind me, he's about a foot from me. He's also the one that's been having to deal with the faulty scanners and trying to get them to work.
This day, first check of the day, I actually managed to get it to scan!!
Me - Holy crap! I got it to work!
F - You did!? Awesome, maybe it'll work from now on.
Customer - (her check) Crap... is NOT HOLY!1!eleven
Me -
Um, okay. Sorry 'bout that...Customer - Hmph. *stalks out the door*
F - *shakes his head and tries not to laugh*
This one amused the heck out me. I know some people are sensitive to expletives and the like, and I don't like offending people, but I honestly wonder what she would have done if my filter hadn't gotten that one.
One more, hehe!
Joke of the Day!
Couple of guys came up to the register, one buying an energy drink that has Mario on it. They're joking around and chattering with each other and myself, and humming the Mario theme.
Customer 1: Hey dude, here's a joke that <friend of both of theirs> told me the other day. What kind of pants do Mario and Luigi wear?
Customer 2: Ummm..... Jumpers?
Customer 1: Haha.. good, but no. Give up?
Customer 2: I guess.
Customer 1: Denim-denim-denim. *said in the tone of the theme from the song*
Customer 2 and me:
(Not sure how well that'll work in text, it's funnier if you hear it, but if you know the Mario theme song, it should work. ^_^)
Oh yeah remembered another.
Someone's gotta do it.
This part, I understand it's part of my job, but the way I was shoved at it really pissed me off.
First customer of the day, it's my 4th day working. I've been kinda learning on the go for most things. The store buys used things from the customers as long as it's in good condition and we don't already have too many, etc. This guy wants to sell us some books. I've only been shown this ONCE, a week prior, and there's no real way to practice it. Oh, when I mean "shown", that's what I mean. I touched nothing. I'm a pretty tactile person, I tend to like to DO things to learn them.
B's walking by, another manager's heading to the office, and no one else is here.
Me - Hey B? Is there anyone here to do buybacks for this customer?
B - Yeah. You. *walks away*
Me -
Um.. how about making sure I know how to do it before you just throw me to the proverbial lions? Especially since I'd be possibly giving money from the store to this guy. And that it needs about 10 steps to do it through, and I've not actually DONE it and it's been shown me ONCE.
I tried to do it. I got about to the third step and just stood there staring at the computer for about 30 seconds, trying my best to remember how it went, what button to push. Then I just apologized to the customer and told him I'm new, etc. Then I paged the other manager from out of the office to at least come show me what buttons to push, so I can do it and maybe LEARN it. Instead of trying to rely on memory from a week ago. Ugh. (end mini rant)
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