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... I'm torn between putting this here and in "Morons in Management"...
Long story shortish:
Back when I worked at one of the (lesser-known) book store locations of a (somewhat better-known but now out of business) music retailer, we had an awesomesauce security chick (somewhat preggers, ex-Navy: badass and NEVER suspected) for a short while.
We had a heckuva magazine section- tons of mags, lots of local 'zines (during that short period when they were starting to get big and 'blogs hadn't yet exploded), and, of course, a pretty large selection of porn mags (gay, straight, young, old, hairy, rubbery, etc)....
Anyway, we spent way too much time cleaning bathrooms and tossing out crunchy old mags, or scooping up porn mags from the childrens' section (always the section of choice for pervs, being in the back corner).... but mainly, there was a lot of time spent telling people, more or less, that we were not a browsing library, so either buy the porn or geddout.
Here's the short part of the story: Awesomesauce LP chick tells dude to quittit, per her job description. He gets all "I Know The Owner!" and also, on top of that, the ever-popular "I Am a Lawyer!" ... He gets kicked out, but ...
It turns OUT that he IS a lawyer (ambulance-chaser lower-level scum-type dude) and DOES know the owner (who is unbeknownst to us at the time about to no longer own the company)...
... so the manager freaks out and FIRES the only good LP person we've ever bothered to hire, because she did her JOB the way she was TOLD to do it. BY the manager.
GUH.
(... and holy crap, as a lawyer shouldn't he have (1) respected the law, and (2) been able to AFFORD the porn??)
(... oh yeah, "Customer" trumps braincells," I keep forgetting! *grin* )
Long story shortish:
Back when I worked at one of the (lesser-known) book store locations of a (somewhat better-known but now out of business) music retailer, we had an awesomesauce security chick (somewhat preggers, ex-Navy: badass and NEVER suspected) for a short while.
We had a heckuva magazine section- tons of mags, lots of local 'zines (during that short period when they were starting to get big and 'blogs hadn't yet exploded), and, of course, a pretty large selection of porn mags (gay, straight, young, old, hairy, rubbery, etc)....
Anyway, we spent way too much time cleaning bathrooms and tossing out crunchy old mags, or scooping up porn mags from the childrens' section (always the section of choice for pervs, being in the back corner).... but mainly, there was a lot of time spent telling people, more or less, that we were not a browsing library, so either buy the porn or geddout.
Here's the short part of the story: Awesomesauce LP chick tells dude to quittit, per her job description. He gets all "I Know The Owner!" and also, on top of that, the ever-popular "I Am a Lawyer!" ... He gets kicked out, but ...
It turns OUT that he IS a lawyer (ambulance-chaser lower-level scum-type dude) and DOES know the owner (who is unbeknownst to us at the time about to no longer own the company)...
... so the manager freaks out and FIRES the only good LP person we've ever bothered to hire, because she did her JOB the way she was TOLD to do it. BY the manager.
GUH.
(... and holy crap, as a lawyer shouldn't he have (1) respected the law, and (2) been able to AFFORD the porn??)
(... oh yeah, "Customer" trumps braincells," I keep forgetting! *grin* )
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