As I've mentioned several times before, my store once carried a small line of groceries--stuff like ketchup, mayonnaise and other condiments, spaghetti noodles and sauce, and cheese, hot dogs, TV dinners and such that had to be frozen or refrigerated.
These items were shipped to us in either this cooler-like container attached to a pallet, or on a shrink-wrapped pallet with a chunk of dry ice inside.
When these items came in, we had to notify the grocery specialist immediately that they had arrived, so she could stock them.
Twice the grocery items off a truck didn't get put out in time, so they all had to be thrown away. Grocery specialist claimed we never told her about them (A lie--I phoned her both times) and Harry believed her. But when you're dating your manager you get the benefit of the doubt.
Result: Irv got yelled at the first time and written up the second, and was happy to see the grocery items be eliminated before grocery specialist could drop the ball a third time and get Irv fired.
It seemed like such a waste, but it wasn't for me to say.
These items were shipped to us in either this cooler-like container attached to a pallet, or on a shrink-wrapped pallet with a chunk of dry ice inside.
When these items came in, we had to notify the grocery specialist immediately that they had arrived, so she could stock them.
Twice the grocery items off a truck didn't get put out in time, so they all had to be thrown away. Grocery specialist claimed we never told her about them (A lie--I phoned her both times) and Harry believed her. But when you're dating your manager you get the benefit of the doubt.
Result: Irv got yelled at the first time and written up the second, and was happy to see the grocery items be eliminated before grocery specialist could drop the ball a third time and get Irv fired.
It seemed like such a waste, but it wasn't for me to say.
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