Please, I Won't Even Scream
Big Christian College (BCC) in my state is across the fucking street from my Malmart. They open for classes in TWO DAYS.
Why do I speak with such anger? Read on. Read on.
We cashiers here at Malmart are supposed to get a break every 2 hours. How it works with a 9 hour shift is like this:
2 hours working
15 min break
2 hours working
Lunch (1 hour)
2 hours working
Break
2 hours working
Home
Here's how my shift today worked out:
2 hours working
Break
2 1/2 hours
Lunch
4 hours
And not only that, I was on REGISTER 5 for those 4 hours. Register 5 is the first belt (conveyor) on grocery side and is always hit hard.
I clocked out half an hour late. I know we were busy, but we had a grand total of 8 registers open out of 29.
It is now 2 am and my feet are STILL throbbing.
Baby Stuff
I cannot for the life of me remember what the item was. I think it was a toy of some sort.
Bitch brings it up, and it rings up $25. She says it's supposed to be $18, since she had a gift card, and yada yada yada.
Turns out she returned the same item, and only got credited $18 because she did not have her receipt.
She spent 10 minutes arguing with a manager about this, and I spent 10 minutes with my fingers in my ears pretending I was cleaning them. (And yes I did use hand sanitizer and paper towels before waiting on someone else)
And rest. I want to pass out.
I'm just burnt out, $8 an hour is not worth this. Even 100% commission jobs would be better than this!
Big Christian College (BCC) in my state is across the fucking street from my Malmart. They open for classes in TWO DAYS.
Why do I speak with such anger? Read on. Read on.
We cashiers here at Malmart are supposed to get a break every 2 hours. How it works with a 9 hour shift is like this:
2 hours working
15 min break
2 hours working
Lunch (1 hour)
2 hours working
Break
2 hours working
Home
Here's how my shift today worked out:
2 hours working
Break
2 1/2 hours
Lunch
4 hours
And not only that, I was on REGISTER 5 for those 4 hours. Register 5 is the first belt (conveyor) on grocery side and is always hit hard.
I clocked out half an hour late. I know we were busy, but we had a grand total of 8 registers open out of 29.
It is now 2 am and my feet are STILL throbbing.
Baby Stuff
I cannot for the life of me remember what the item was. I think it was a toy of some sort.
Bitch brings it up, and it rings up $25. She says it's supposed to be $18, since she had a gift card, and yada yada yada.
Turns out she returned the same item, and only got credited $18 because she did not have her receipt.
She spent 10 minutes arguing with a manager about this, and I spent 10 minutes with my fingers in my ears pretending I was cleaning them. (And yes I did use hand sanitizer and paper towels before waiting on someone else)
And rest. I want to pass out.
I'm just burnt out, $8 an hour is not worth this. Even 100% commission jobs would be better than this!
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