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I haven't posted in ages because I wasn't working in any situation that really had any real gripes. Sure, the "doctor's office" I was manager of had its irritations, but I can't really gripe about my Mom like that, now can I? 
So now I'm working at the Big Red Bullseye until I can find a job in my degree field (yay Costume Design!), and even then I'll likely not quit, but just move to part time. I like money, y'know?
Anyway, I was hired for a position that is a step above a cashier, but a step below a team lead. So I have responsibilities and keys and supervise people, but don't have any of that pesky power. I'll call my position <NQIC> for Not Quite in Charge.
I was the closing NQIC tonight, and my returns deesk girl went home early, so I was bouncing back and forth between the lanes and the desk. Shortly before my dinner break was due, a guy brought an Eddie Bauer car seat box up to return. He told me right off that there wasn't anything wrong with it, but that he got another one at the Mart of Wal. Fair enough, he has his receipt. I go through the return as usual and refund his money.
Can we spot what I forgot to do here? I'll give you a lemon square if you said "you forgot to check the box"!
Because I did. I didn't think to until I went to take the box off the counter and felt how light it was. Inside was a stained, stinky Evenflo car seat that was obviously ages old. No packaging, nothing. He didn't even try to pretend like it was the right seat. Sadly, by this time, he was gone. Bastard. I felt like a real ass for that oversight.
Ruined my dinner break and the normally delicious linguica stew I'd made.
Bonus suck:
My last cashier is ringing out the last "guest" of the night and her total is $30.05. She turns to her friend, "Do you have a nickel?" and the friend shakes her head. She then turns to my cashier, "Do you have a nickel?" I'm mildly irritated at that, but let it slide. Cashier shakes her head. She then turns to me, "Do you have a nickel?"
I smartly reply, "Yes, in my purse in my locker where it will stay. I do believe we can make change for you."
During all of this, the woman is bouncing up against the counter and it looks like she's humping my counter. The whole thing just seemed odd to me.
So now I'm working at the Big Red Bullseye until I can find a job in my degree field (yay Costume Design!), and even then I'll likely not quit, but just move to part time. I like money, y'know?
Anyway, I was hired for a position that is a step above a cashier, but a step below a team lead. So I have responsibilities and keys and supervise people, but don't have any of that pesky power. I'll call my position <NQIC> for Not Quite in Charge.
I was the closing NQIC tonight, and my returns deesk girl went home early, so I was bouncing back and forth between the lanes and the desk. Shortly before my dinner break was due, a guy brought an Eddie Bauer car seat box up to return. He told me right off that there wasn't anything wrong with it, but that he got another one at the Mart of Wal. Fair enough, he has his receipt. I go through the return as usual and refund his money.
Can we spot what I forgot to do here? I'll give you a lemon square if you said "you forgot to check the box"!
Because I did. I didn't think to until I went to take the box off the counter and felt how light it was. Inside was a stained, stinky Evenflo car seat that was obviously ages old. No packaging, nothing. He didn't even try to pretend like it was the right seat. Sadly, by this time, he was gone. Bastard. I felt like a real ass for that oversight.
Ruined my dinner break and the normally delicious linguica stew I'd made.
Bonus suck:
My last cashier is ringing out the last "guest" of the night and her total is $30.05. She turns to her friend, "Do you have a nickel?" and the friend shakes her head. She then turns to my cashier, "Do you have a nickel?" I'm mildly irritated at that, but let it slide. Cashier shakes her head. She then turns to me, "Do you have a nickel?"
I smartly reply, "Yes, in my purse in my locker where it will stay. I do believe we can make change for you."
During all of this, the woman is bouncing up against the counter and it looks like she's humping my counter. The whole thing just seemed odd to me.
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