Hi all,
Long time reader ... new poster. A quick bit of background, I used to work in a supermarket in NZ before heading out into the rest of the world. This story happened a few years back.
Me: me
CM: Cool Manager
SC: Guess
I was kneeling down on the floor with my head deep into the shelving trying to clean up a spill where a customer managed to drop a sauce/drink glass bottle down the back of the shelf. My first mistake was not noticing the SC standing beside me waiting for me to surface. The first thing I noticed was a kick on the ankle (not enough to leave a bruise or anything ... just enough to be painful for awhile). I drag my head from inside the shelf and look up to see who it is.
My first thought was oh no why me as this SC comes in every few days and pretty much demands that you walk her around the shop getting everything off the shelf for her. She is fully capable of shopping on her own as she will do so if she cannot find a slave. And if she does you get subjected to a series of complaints about the prices, heating, product placement and anything else that wasn't up to her standards.
SC: Do you know where the sugar is ?
Me: Yes, I do (and just stand there ... a bit sucky but she did just kick me).
SC: ...
Me: ...
She then wanders off and kicks the ankle of the guy working next to me. He drags himself from out of the shelves and stands up.
SC: Do you know where the sugar is ?
CM: Yes I do
SC: ...
CM: ....
SC: Well then ?
CM: You asked me if *I* knew where it is ... I answered truthfully and so did my co-worker there. If you kick any more of the staff then you will be done for assault.
SC: I want to speak to the manager
CM: You are
SC just looked pissed and wandered off.
Looking back, it was a little sucky but I tend to react badly to getting assaulted at work.
StoreBoy
Long time reader ... new poster. A quick bit of background, I used to work in a supermarket in NZ before heading out into the rest of the world. This story happened a few years back.
Me: me
CM: Cool Manager
SC: Guess
I was kneeling down on the floor with my head deep into the shelving trying to clean up a spill where a customer managed to drop a sauce/drink glass bottle down the back of the shelf. My first mistake was not noticing the SC standing beside me waiting for me to surface. The first thing I noticed was a kick on the ankle (not enough to leave a bruise or anything ... just enough to be painful for awhile). I drag my head from inside the shelf and look up to see who it is.
My first thought was oh no why me as this SC comes in every few days and pretty much demands that you walk her around the shop getting everything off the shelf for her. She is fully capable of shopping on her own as she will do so if she cannot find a slave. And if she does you get subjected to a series of complaints about the prices, heating, product placement and anything else that wasn't up to her standards.
SC: Do you know where the sugar is ?
Me: Yes, I do (and just stand there ... a bit sucky but she did just kick me).
SC: ...
Me: ...
She then wanders off and kicks the ankle of the guy working next to me. He drags himself from out of the shelves and stands up.
SC: Do you know where the sugar is ?
CM: Yes I do
SC: ...
CM: ....
SC: Well then ?
CM: You asked me if *I* knew where it is ... I answered truthfully and so did my co-worker there. If you kick any more of the staff then you will be done for assault.
SC: I want to speak to the manager
CM: You are

SC just looked pissed and wandered off.
Looking back, it was a little sucky but I tend to react badly to getting assaulted at work.
StoreBoy
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