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Oh man, oh man, oh man. Today was speshul.
Came in at 8 and was asked by my manager to work on "a couple" pallets of freight that came in last night. Sometimes, during big big sales, the DC will send trucks of ad goods to all the stores. The merchandise on these trucks comes palletized and shrink-wrapped, so all you have to do with it is unload the pallets, fill all the freight, and backstock the excess. It's not as involved as a regular truck.
Came to the back room and found out that by "a couple," my manager actually meant eight. It took my coworkers and I half the day to get all the merchandise taken care of.
Then it was time for me to start thinking about lunch and I was craving McDonalds for some reason. I didn't get McDonalds today. Why, you ask? Because somebody decided that would be a good time to smash their SUV into a power pole and shear it right through.
Luckily, the pole didn't fall because the wires held it up. So the corner by McDonalds was blocked off by emergency vehicles and utility crews and I would've had to go too far out of my way. So I settled for Burger King instead.
By the by, I am told the driver of the SUV was not seriously hurt. I am also told the driver was hauled away in a cop car. Translation: the driver was wasted. At 12:30 in the afternoon. Only in Wisconsin!
After lunch, it was one carryout after another, and the usual idiots rolling up in too-small vehicles. Note: a Jeep Wrangler is completely useless as a cargo-carrying vehicle, especially when the cargo in question is a patio table, 6 chairs, umbrella and umbrella stand.
Then I got paged by the service desk. "Umm, last night somebody called these people with a raincheck, and told them all their stuff was in, but it wasn't, so could you go outside and explain it to them?"
Are you serious?! No way I'm taking the heat for something I had no part in fucking up. I told them to go get a manager instead and have them explain it. Shit, all our managers were in the building at the time. And once again, I had to wonder if we'd be better off with drunken, retarded orangutans behind the service desk instead of the breathing meat we have back there now. You know, we tell you people to check and double-check backstock locations for a reason.
Finally, there was observed a guy in a jogging suit, going around the store and taking pictures or endstands and displays. One of the floor people noticed him, and called LP to report a suspicious person going around taking pictures. LP told the floor person they were busy with a shoplifter, and to call store manager instead.
Store manager came down, met the picture taker, took him over to the floor person, and told her "I'd like you to meet (blah blah), President and CEO of the clearance swamp..."
More tomorrow. Probably. Oh God.
Came in at 8 and was asked by my manager to work on "a couple" pallets of freight that came in last night. Sometimes, during big big sales, the DC will send trucks of ad goods to all the stores. The merchandise on these trucks comes palletized and shrink-wrapped, so all you have to do with it is unload the pallets, fill all the freight, and backstock the excess. It's not as involved as a regular truck.
Came to the back room and found out that by "a couple," my manager actually meant eight. It took my coworkers and I half the day to get all the merchandise taken care of.
Then it was time for me to start thinking about lunch and I was craving McDonalds for some reason. I didn't get McDonalds today. Why, you ask? Because somebody decided that would be a good time to smash their SUV into a power pole and shear it right through.
Luckily, the pole didn't fall because the wires held it up. So the corner by McDonalds was blocked off by emergency vehicles and utility crews and I would've had to go too far out of my way. So I settled for Burger King instead.By the by, I am told the driver of the SUV was not seriously hurt. I am also told the driver was hauled away in a cop car. Translation: the driver was wasted. At 12:30 in the afternoon. Only in Wisconsin!
After lunch, it was one carryout after another, and the usual idiots rolling up in too-small vehicles. Note: a Jeep Wrangler is completely useless as a cargo-carrying vehicle, especially when the cargo in question is a patio table, 6 chairs, umbrella and umbrella stand.
Then I got paged by the service desk. "Umm, last night somebody called these people with a raincheck, and told them all their stuff was in, but it wasn't, so could you go outside and explain it to them?"
Are you serious?! No way I'm taking the heat for something I had no part in fucking up. I told them to go get a manager instead and have them explain it. Shit, all our managers were in the building at the time. And once again, I had to wonder if we'd be better off with drunken, retarded orangutans behind the service desk instead of the breathing meat we have back there now. You know, we tell you people to check and double-check backstock locations for a reason.Finally, there was observed a guy in a jogging suit, going around the store and taking pictures or endstands and displays. One of the floor people noticed him, and called LP to report a suspicious person going around taking pictures. LP told the floor person they were busy with a shoplifter, and to call store manager instead.
Store manager came down, met the picture taker, took him over to the floor person, and told her "I'd like you to meet (blah blah), President and CEO of the clearance swamp..."
More tomorrow. Probably. Oh God.
(Yes - I own a Wrangler. No, I have never done it )
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