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As some of you may know, I'm going through a tough time with regards to work and I really want to leave, but apparently I am not allowed to 
So, I went to work last week feeling very upset and low, dreading the day ahead. Well, I was right to dread it, and here are some stories from last week.
IT'S BUY ONE GET ONE FREE!
I'd just got on my till to start my shift, and the very first customer I had complained that I had charged her wrong, and that the bottles of tomato sauce were buy one, get one free. OK, fair enough, she could be correct, so I asked for a price check from the manager my store is training at the moment (seriously, he's awesome, so much better than the one we have now
) The following ensued.
Awesome Manager: It's not the tomato sauce that's on offer, it's the vinegar, as it states on the sign directly below the vinegar.
Old Woman: Well I only want one then!
Me: Ok (inward sigh because now I have to get a void from a supervisor)
The supervisor took about 5 minutes to arrive, but by then she had apparently run out of patience, because as soon as the supervisor got to my till...
OW: You know what, I can't be bothered waiting! Here! *THROWS the money at me and stalks off*
Supervisor: What's the matter Miss_Stress?
Me: It doesn't matter now apparently, sorry
(trying not to cry)
I know it sounds silly that I was ready to cry at that, but bear in mind my current state of mind with regards to work.
Fetch Me The Cans, Slave Girl!
We have a deal on where you can get 5 cans of drink for the price of 2, and sometimes the customers don't realise, so we inform them at the tills. This...gentleman...had picked up only 2 cans from the stack next to him. The fact that the stack was next to him is important here.
Me: Hi, those cans are 5 for the price of 2 if you'd like to get three more.
SC: Really? OK I'll have *this brand*, *this brand* and *this brand*
Me:
Sir could you just pass me them over please to save you time.
SC: Erm I DON'T THINK SO! It is YOUR job!
Me: OK... *walked round the till, manouvred round people, stood right NEXT to him, got 3 cans and walked round back behind my till*
SC: Now THAT wasn't so hard, was it?
Me: Have a nice day.
My First £50 note
I'd just got back off a break and I had had a new float put into my till. The floats are £50 in £5 notes, £1 coins and some change. The first customer I had wanted to pay with a £50 note, and said he had nothing else (remember this part!)
Me: I don't have the cash in my till to break the note, but I can get a supervisor to get you some if you wish.
SC: THIS IS DISGUSTING! I'll wait but I hope you know I'm not happy!
Supervisor D came, got the change, and asked for the note to check it. The customer pulled out the £50 AND a load of £20 notes and £10 notes
You Don't Know What You're Talking About!
A woman came up to me and asked where some tablets were. I took her to the section and looked, but there were none on the shelf. I said she could try again later in the week if she wished. This was the response I got.
SC: You obviously don't know what you're talking about so go away, you're of no help!
I'm Returning It But I Want To Keep It!
A man came to the store to return a belt, and he had no receipt. He wanted to exchange the belt, not get a refund. English was not his first language either.
Co-Worker B: Do you have a receipt?
SC: I do not need a receipt! You stupid!
Me: Sir, she is not stupid, now what is the problem?
SC: I want to swap! Wrong size! Swap it now!
Me: OK... *took the belt from him and walked him to the belt section*
SC: *swiping for the belt* GIVE! Is mine!
Me: SIR! It is not yours seeing as you are swapping it, now there is your selection of belts.
He snatched a belt off the hook and left.
Put My Make-Up Back!
I'd been given the responsibility of arranging the toy section (part of me said "SQUEE" and the other part said "oh no you're gonna go into overdrive" - I have OCD and I must organise things in a certain way) and I was stood there with a set of pegs and an assload of boxes when this woman came up to me.
SC: Oi! You! Are you gonna put this lip gloss back for me or am I going to have to walk all the way round and put it back myself? (we were talking less than 7 aisles here)
Me: I'll put it back.
This has happened to one of my other co-workers before, in fact I'm sure it was the same woman. I longed to hook her to one of the pegs and fasten her to the wall.
Oh Come On, Do You Think I'm Going To Kill Myself?
Our policy is that we cannot sell more than 3 sets of medication containing paracetamol to anyone for legal reasons. Of course, people aren't happy about this and nearly always repeat the following to me:
"I'm not going to kill myself just let me have them"
This always angers me - first off, my cousin killed himself by overdosing on painkillers; second, it is my job to make sure limits are stuck to; and thirdly, the sheer IGNORANCE of that statement is enough to make me hate you!
Ooops! Looks Like You Have Some Work To Do Now!
I'd just tidied up the beauty aisle, which contains shampoo, conditioner, make up, shower gel, razors, hair products, soap, etc etc. All of a sudden I hear a noise, I turn around, and this woman has knocked over ALL the shampoo on one section. Instead of apologising or helping me to pick them up, she says:
"Ooops! Now you can do some work instead of standing about doing nothing!"
Then she CLICKED her fingers at me!
And people wonder why I want to quit?!
On to the sightings now. One took place on the bus while me and my fiance were going to visit my fiance's father, and the other took place when I went to the cinema to see Toy Story 3.
How Dare You Make Me Walk 2 Metres!
So, this woman flagged down the bus, and because a car was parked halfway in the bus stop, the bus had to stop short of the woman to stop the bus hitting the car. She shouted something and shook her head, then got on the bus and started berating the driver, saying he was useless, lazy and stupid. I was very cranky because I'd just finished work, and I couldn't stop myself saying something.
Me: I'm sure he's VERY sorry that he didn't hit the car to save you walking two metres! Leave him alone he's doing his job as best he can!
Woman: His job is to make my travel easy, not to complicate it!
Me: You had to walk 2 metres, it's hardly difficult is it? Leave the poor man alone I bet he's sick of being shouted at and disrespected by people like YOU all day! Now will you please sit down so we can all get to where we want to go and so this poor driver can go home to his family!
She sat down and only muttered for about 5 minutes after that.
Apparently Some People Don't Have To Queue!
So, me and the fiance were queueing to buy our tickets for Toy Story 3, and the nice clerk called us forward and out of nowhere this 30-something year old man came rushing up from out of nowhere and cut straight in front of us, completely bypassing the huge line.
Man: Right I want a ticket for Toy Story 3, a large Coke and a large popcorn (no please or thank you, by the way!)
Clerk (to me): I'm so sorry I'll be right with you.
Me: It's ok, I guess SOME PEOPLE DON'T KNOW HOW TO QUEUE!
That earnt me a death glare from the man, which I returned in full. He paid (with a £50 note I might add) and went into the cinema. Me and my fiance paid for our tickets without a problem and talked to the very nice clerk, then went and enjoyed Toy Story 3.
So...that was my 2 days folks!
So, I went to work last week feeling very upset and low, dreading the day ahead. Well, I was right to dread it, and here are some stories from last week.IT'S BUY ONE GET ONE FREE!
I'd just got on my till to start my shift, and the very first customer I had complained that I had charged her wrong, and that the bottles of tomato sauce were buy one, get one free. OK, fair enough, she could be correct, so I asked for a price check from the manager my store is training at the moment (seriously, he's awesome, so much better than the one we have now
) The following ensued.Awesome Manager: It's not the tomato sauce that's on offer, it's the vinegar, as it states on the sign directly below the vinegar.
Old Woman: Well I only want one then!
Me: Ok (inward sigh because now I have to get a void from a supervisor)
The supervisor took about 5 minutes to arrive, but by then she had apparently run out of patience, because as soon as the supervisor got to my till...
OW: You know what, I can't be bothered waiting! Here! *THROWS the money at me and stalks off*
Supervisor: What's the matter Miss_Stress?
Me: It doesn't matter now apparently, sorry
(trying not to cry)I know it sounds silly that I was ready to cry at that, but bear in mind my current state of mind with regards to work.
Fetch Me The Cans, Slave Girl!
We have a deal on where you can get 5 cans of drink for the price of 2, and sometimes the customers don't realise, so we inform them at the tills. This...gentleman...had picked up only 2 cans from the stack next to him. The fact that the stack was next to him is important here.
Me: Hi, those cans are 5 for the price of 2 if you'd like to get three more.
SC: Really? OK I'll have *this brand*, *this brand* and *this brand*
Me:
Sir could you just pass me them over please to save you time.SC: Erm I DON'T THINK SO! It is YOUR job!
Me: OK... *walked round the till, manouvred round people, stood right NEXT to him, got 3 cans and walked round back behind my till*
SC: Now THAT wasn't so hard, was it?
Me: Have a nice day.
My First £50 note
I'd just got back off a break and I had had a new float put into my till. The floats are £50 in £5 notes, £1 coins and some change. The first customer I had wanted to pay with a £50 note, and said he had nothing else (remember this part!)
Me: I don't have the cash in my till to break the note, but I can get a supervisor to get you some if you wish.
SC: THIS IS DISGUSTING! I'll wait but I hope you know I'm not happy!
Supervisor D came, got the change, and asked for the note to check it. The customer pulled out the £50 AND a load of £20 notes and £10 notes
You Don't Know What You're Talking About!
A woman came up to me and asked where some tablets were. I took her to the section and looked, but there were none on the shelf. I said she could try again later in the week if she wished. This was the response I got.
SC: You obviously don't know what you're talking about so go away, you're of no help!
I'm Returning It But I Want To Keep It!
A man came to the store to return a belt, and he had no receipt. He wanted to exchange the belt, not get a refund. English was not his first language either.
Co-Worker B: Do you have a receipt?
SC: I do not need a receipt! You stupid!
Me: Sir, she is not stupid, now what is the problem?
SC: I want to swap! Wrong size! Swap it now!
Me: OK... *took the belt from him and walked him to the belt section*
SC: *swiping for the belt* GIVE! Is mine!
Me: SIR! It is not yours seeing as you are swapping it, now there is your selection of belts.
He snatched a belt off the hook and left.
Put My Make-Up Back!
I'd been given the responsibility of arranging the toy section (part of me said "SQUEE" and the other part said "oh no you're gonna go into overdrive" - I have OCD and I must organise things in a certain way) and I was stood there with a set of pegs and an assload of boxes when this woman came up to me.
SC: Oi! You! Are you gonna put this lip gloss back for me or am I going to have to walk all the way round and put it back myself? (we were talking less than 7 aisles here)
Me: I'll put it back.
This has happened to one of my other co-workers before, in fact I'm sure it was the same woman. I longed to hook her to one of the pegs and fasten her to the wall.
Oh Come On, Do You Think I'm Going To Kill Myself?
Our policy is that we cannot sell more than 3 sets of medication containing paracetamol to anyone for legal reasons. Of course, people aren't happy about this and nearly always repeat the following to me:
"I'm not going to kill myself just let me have them"
This always angers me - first off, my cousin killed himself by overdosing on painkillers; second, it is my job to make sure limits are stuck to; and thirdly, the sheer IGNORANCE of that statement is enough to make me hate you!
Ooops! Looks Like You Have Some Work To Do Now!
I'd just tidied up the beauty aisle, which contains shampoo, conditioner, make up, shower gel, razors, hair products, soap, etc etc. All of a sudden I hear a noise, I turn around, and this woman has knocked over ALL the shampoo on one section. Instead of apologising or helping me to pick them up, she says:
"Ooops! Now you can do some work instead of standing about doing nothing!"
Then she CLICKED her fingers at me!
And people wonder why I want to quit?!
On to the sightings now. One took place on the bus while me and my fiance were going to visit my fiance's father, and the other took place when I went to the cinema to see Toy Story 3.
How Dare You Make Me Walk 2 Metres!
So, this woman flagged down the bus, and because a car was parked halfway in the bus stop, the bus had to stop short of the woman to stop the bus hitting the car. She shouted something and shook her head, then got on the bus and started berating the driver, saying he was useless, lazy and stupid. I was very cranky because I'd just finished work, and I couldn't stop myself saying something.
Me: I'm sure he's VERY sorry that he didn't hit the car to save you walking two metres! Leave him alone he's doing his job as best he can!
Woman: His job is to make my travel easy, not to complicate it!
Me: You had to walk 2 metres, it's hardly difficult is it? Leave the poor man alone I bet he's sick of being shouted at and disrespected by people like YOU all day! Now will you please sit down so we can all get to where we want to go and so this poor driver can go home to his family!
She sat down and only muttered for about 5 minutes after that.
Apparently Some People Don't Have To Queue!
So, me and the fiance were queueing to buy our tickets for Toy Story 3, and the nice clerk called us forward and out of nowhere this 30-something year old man came rushing up from out of nowhere and cut straight in front of us, completely bypassing the huge line.
Man: Right I want a ticket for Toy Story 3, a large Coke and a large popcorn (no please or thank you, by the way!)
Clerk (to me): I'm so sorry I'll be right with you.
Me: It's ok, I guess SOME PEOPLE DON'T KNOW HOW TO QUEUE!
That earnt me a death glare from the man, which I returned in full. He paid (with a £50 note I might add) and went into the cinema. Me and my fiance paid for our tickets without a problem and talked to the very nice clerk, then went and enjoyed Toy Story 3.
So...that was my 2 days folks!
Seriously, what kind of mindset do you have to have to assume that retail workers are just slave robots performing for your own amusement?! Of course, if someone puts a dish in the wrong spot in her home, she'll rip them a new one, but she's free to knock stuff off shelves in a store?! 
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