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Another Damn Senior Day came and went with nothing noteworthy. That all came today instead. Now I really feel the need to deux es machina the stupid out of many many people.
(Whoever came up with this phrase, thank you very much. It's gold. Pure gold)
A Day Late and a Dollar Short
Was filling paper products because they were selling like nuts. Enter, stage left, elderly SC:
ESC: Is today senior day?
Me: Nope, sorry, that was yesterday.
ESC: Can I still get the extra 15% off anyway?
Me: Sorry, we only gave that out yesterday.
ESC: I'm on a fixed income, how can you expect me to keep coming here if I can't get a senior discount, blah blah blah.
Me:
There's just no pleasing some people.
The Clearance Swamp Is Uncharitable
Remember this letter on PFB? I think I met the writer of that letter today as I was putting out even more clearance merchandise I had pulled from the backroom. In the aisle where I was putting that stuff, there were some plastic Christmas wreath boxes that are 90% off, but still not selling.
SC: So what do you do with this stuff if it doesn't sell.
Me: Depends. Some of it we send back for credit, some we just destroy.
SC: You mean you'd just destroy perfectly good stuff. THAT'S TERRIBLE! You ought to donate that stuff.
Me:
Nice One
I happened to be working with HBA specialist today. You know, the one who absolutely refuses to do carryouts. We had agreed I would go on my break at 1:30, 15 minutes before she left. And at 1:30, I went up on break.
At about 1:42, as if ordained by God, a cashier paged with a carryout. Guess who got reamed out as he was coming back down because HBA specialist had to do that carryout?
You are dumb
Our forklift is battery powered. There's a little cable coming out of the forklift that gets plugged into a receptacle in the back of the forklift to give it power. When you need to recharge the battery, you pull the cable out of the forklift and plug it into the charger's cable. The charger will then turn on so you'll know it's working.
What you don't do is yank the cable out of the forklift and plug the charger's cable into the forklift. At best it will do nothing. At worst it might blow up the battery.
This has happened once before, so we had to actually write on the forklift "Plug charger in here." and "Not in here." And yet one of the dry-pool diving team members I have to call a co-worker still plugged the wrong cable into the wrong hole.
I really need. Also a 
How to make me want to stab you in the face:
Set a planogram for some new bath towels and rugs that came in on the last truck. Have three carts full of rugs that need to be backstocked. Spring these carts upon me ten minutes before I leave and tell me they all need to be backstocked before I leave.
So in summation: All you people are the reason I drink. You are the reason I live to forget.
(Whoever came up with this phrase, thank you very much. It's gold. Pure gold)
A Day Late and a Dollar Short
Was filling paper products because they were selling like nuts. Enter, stage left, elderly SC:
ESC: Is today senior day?
Me: Nope, sorry, that was yesterday.
ESC: Can I still get the extra 15% off anyway?
Me: Sorry, we only gave that out yesterday.
ESC: I'm on a fixed income, how can you expect me to keep coming here if I can't get a senior discount, blah blah blah.
Me:
There's just no pleasing some people.
The Clearance Swamp Is Uncharitable
Remember this letter on PFB? I think I met the writer of that letter today as I was putting out even more clearance merchandise I had pulled from the backroom. In the aisle where I was putting that stuff, there were some plastic Christmas wreath boxes that are 90% off, but still not selling.
SC: So what do you do with this stuff if it doesn't sell.
Me: Depends. Some of it we send back for credit, some we just destroy.
SC: You mean you'd just destroy perfectly good stuff. THAT'S TERRIBLE! You ought to donate that stuff.
Me:
Nice One
I happened to be working with HBA specialist today. You know, the one who absolutely refuses to do carryouts. We had agreed I would go on my break at 1:30, 15 minutes before she left. And at 1:30, I went up on break.
At about 1:42, as if ordained by God, a cashier paged with a carryout. Guess who got reamed out as he was coming back down because HBA specialist had to do that carryout?
You are dumb
Our forklift is battery powered. There's a little cable coming out of the forklift that gets plugged into a receptacle in the back of the forklift to give it power. When you need to recharge the battery, you pull the cable out of the forklift and plug it into the charger's cable. The charger will then turn on so you'll know it's working.
What you don't do is yank the cable out of the forklift and plug the charger's cable into the forklift. At best it will do nothing. At worst it might blow up the battery.
This has happened once before, so we had to actually write on the forklift "Plug charger in here." and "Not in here." And yet one of the dry-pool diving team members I have to call a co-worker still plugged the wrong cable into the wrong hole.
I really need
. Also a How to make me want to stab you in the face:
Set a planogram for some new bath towels and rugs that came in on the last truck. Have three carts full of rugs that need to be backstocked. Spring these carts upon me ten minutes before I leave and tell me they all need to be backstocked before I leave.
So in summation: All you people are the reason I drink. You are the reason I live to forget.
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