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  • Mr. Angry and the Balls of Steel

    This one's from a few days ago. Exemplary SC behaviour follows.

    The guy who we shall call Mr. Angry was rooting around in one of the milk coolers for a product that was caught further up on the track, when I walked by. I asked him if he wanted me to go push it down for him, he said "Yeah," and proceeded to ramble for a minute or two about lazy people and how we never stock the coolers. Mind you, at this very time there is someone back there stocking the coolers. After ranting, he takes off in the other direction without a word. I watched him walk all the way down to the other end of the store, figured he'd given up, and went into the back to do what I'd originally gone for.

    So a couple minutes later, I'm standing over the utility sink dumping out leaky milk jugs, and who appears over my shoulder, but...Mr. Angry. Ta-da. He says to me, "You didn't do it." I blink. He turns around and walks into the dairy cooler. Meanwhile, I'm still gaping at the display of enormous testicular fortitude I had just witnessed.

    A few seconds later, he comes strolling out. "Well, I scared the shit out of her." (You DICK.)

    I say, "Well, that's 'cause you shouldn't be back here."

    He says, "I know," and strolls on out the door without skipping a beat.

    I go back into the cooler and ask my coworker what Mr. Angry did. (She jumped when she heard me, too.) Apparently he snuck up behind her and cussed her out because "that (expletive) didn't push it down for me!" She told his ass off for being back there. She takes no crap.

    Dude, I could understand being mad if you'd been waiting outside the cooler and I'd forgotten, but when you storm off across the store like you've changed your mind, AND you're a jerk to me, I will decide that you don't need my help. It was going to get pushed down soon anyway, because my coworker was already filling gaps a couple cases over. I am not going to waste my time fulfilling your demands while you're off doing something else, Mr. Angry, because you are just not that important.
    Discourtesy Clerk, purveyor of fine hay bales, pine scented douche and stuff that's not in bins since July 2006.

  • #2
    Damn, I'd have him detained for trespassing.
    I've been here for two years, work harder than most others, and I'm getting paid $1.80 an hour
    less than the 17 year old slacker you hired two months ago. Maybe that's why I'm not chipper at work.

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    • #3
      Now, I may need the guys here to help me with this, but exactly how hard would it be to sit down with stones that big? Do you think he has to walk through doors sideways?

      I guess it having more, uh, nerve doesn't make him any less of a creep.
      "You are loved" - Plaidman.

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      • #4
        Quite difficult.
        Then again, if they're made of steel... probably more resistant to pain
        I've been here for two years, work harder than most others, and I'm getting paid $1.80 an hour
        less than the 17 year old slacker you hired two months ago. Maybe that's why I'm not chipper at work.

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        • #5
          I can show you a video about it, but rapscallion would probably ban me for posting the link in here.

          And before anyone missreads me and ewws/freaks at me, i'm not offering to post a porn video or some shoot of myself showing or doing anything. Just a video of a recording of a
          person with a certain medical condition. :P
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          • #6
            Quoth Bliss View Post
            And before anyone missreads me and ewws/freaks at me, i'm not offering to post a porn video or some shoot of myself showing or doing anything. Just a video of a recording of a
            person with a certain medical condition. :P
            Does it involve a wheelbarrow by chance? I think I've seen that....
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            • #7
              Izzat some poor bastard with elephantiasis of the scrotum? Never saw that particular clip, but I have seen a pic in a book showing four or five guys with the condition - they were all in the same picture, mind you. Must've been fairly common where they lived.
              Civilized men tend to be ruder than savages because they know they can be impolite without getting their skulls split, as a rule.
              - Robert E. Howard

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              • #8
                Quoth ForestDragon View Post
                Izzat some poor bastard with elephantiasis of the scrotum? Never saw that particular clip, but I have seen a pic in a book showing four or five guys with the condition - they were all in the same picture, mind you. Must've been fairly common where they lived.
                Probably not. There can't be too many places that specialize in elephantitis treatment, so they were likely just at the same treatment facility.
                The Rich keep getting richer because they keep doing what it was that made them rich. Ditto the Poor.
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                • #9
                  I got ambushed in the back room once, and I hadn't even clocked in yet. Apparently someone got all pissed off because he was ringing the Produce bell, and no one was answering it. So of course, he took it upon himself to walk back there, and it just happened to be as I was coming in to clock in, and I ended up being the one who got yelled at. I didn't even work that department, but I knew how to work the scale, so I took care of that for him. Looking back now, since he was being such a dick, I should have told him that I didn't work that department and didn't know how to work the scale.

                  Once I got over the initial shock of being ambushed like that, I was PISSED! Especially once I found out the Produce person was in the break room and hadn't bothered to get anyone else to cover the bell for her. Unfortunately, she was one of the daytime people, which were in short supply, and could get away with almost anything. The nighttime people, like myself, were plentiful, and therefore expendable.
                  Sometimes life is altered.
                  Break from the ropes your hands are tied.
                  Uneasy with confrontation.
                  Won't turn out right. Can't turn out right

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                  • #10
                    I remember back at the fast-food joint that I worked at, a customer did something like that.

                    It was about 7:30 on a Sunday morning, and I was doing my thing in the back--I had to get something out of the big walk-in freezer, so I was oblivious to everything going on out there.

                    Apparently a group of people walked in, still a little bit blotto from the night before. A couple of them start to order, and one guy takes off from the pack and heads into the kitchen!

                    I, still in the freezer, didn't know any of this was going on until I walked out of the freezer, and saw this drunk guy standing in the middle of my kitchen. He looks at me, looks at my nametag, says "Hi, Spiffy!" and walked back out of the kitchen. Confused and shocked, I said "Hi" back, and went back to the grill.
                    I pray for the strength to change what I can, the inability to change what I can't, and the incapacity to tell the difference -Calvin, Calvin & Hobbes

                    Being a pessimist and cynical wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't right so often!

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                    • #11
                      We had a backroom at the gas station where the Coke and Pepsi guys would leave all the weeks' worth of pop that wouldn't fit in the cooler when they stopped by. Before we had little cleaning people, it was the sole employee on duty's responsibility to clean the entire store, stock the cooler, etc......WHILE waiting on customers when it was busy. Try to squeeze a bathroom break in there....it was hard!

                      One night I was in the back, loading up the dolly, and I didn't hear the door open. It was a regular customer who knew I was in the back, and proceeded to stomp in the back and yell at me to get off my ass and get him his cigarettes.

                      Another time I was in the bathroom, a customer came in, figured out where I was, and BANGED on the bathroom door demanding I get their cigarettes.

                      And people wonder why I refuse to ever wait on the general public again.
                      You really need to see a neurologist. - Wagegoth

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                      • #12
                        Quoth blas87 View Post
                        One night I was in the back, loading up the dolly, and I didn't hear the door open. It was a regular customer who knew I was in the back, and proceeded to stomp in the back and yell at me to get off my ass and get him his cigarettes.

                        Another time I was in the bathroom, a customer came in, figured out where I was, and BANGED on the bathroom door demanding I get their cigarettes.


                        Damn, couldn't you have just locked the door and put up a "Back in 5 Minutes" sign or something? Or were you not allowed to do something like that at the gas station?
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                        • #13
                          Oh no, customers would have thrown a royal fit. That's why I started refusing to do any of the chores in the store, because I couldn't go more than 5 feet away from the counter without another vehicle pulling up. It's not as easy as it sounds. A tiny gas station can be just as busy as a big one, only with it being so small, lines pile up longer, and it stays busy longer. That's why my manager starting hiring people to come in and clean the store and stock the cooler for us. I heard horror stories of years past when clerks would close the store and then have to spend almost an hour cleaning the store after they did the till because they hadn't had time all night to do it.
                          You really need to see a neurologist. - Wagegoth

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                          • #14
                            Bummer.

                            Remind me never to work at a gas station.

                            Although, it was good of your manager to hire people to do cleanup. I can't imagine having to stay for an extra hour just because standard store maintenance (cleaning, stocking, etc.) wasn't done during regular hours.
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                            • #15
                              This happened to me too. At my store, the break room is right next to our cash cage (think banking service counter. We cash checks, process money wires, and take payments on our store cards here.)

                              I was in the break room (electronics guy), when this gem happened:

                              SC: GET YOUR ASSES OUT HERE NOW, THIS LINE IS UNACCEPTABLE.
                              Me: (Listening to MP3s, don't hear a thing)
                              SC: *comes in breakroom* *mouth starts working, but I hear no sound*
                              Me: *pulls out earplugs* This is the break room, you're not allowed back here.
                              SC: Did you not f***ing hear me! Get your ass in gear or I'll shove my foot up it!
                              Me: *stands up* Try it. I dare you. You're leaving this break room. Either you're walking out, escorted out by security for trespass if you stay, or carried out if you so much as f***ing breathe on me. AM I CLEAR?!
                              SC: *walks out and gets a manager*
                              M: Did you just threaten to hit him?
                              Me: Nope. He threatened to kick my ass. I simply informed of the reprecussions of such an unwise venture.
                              M: Riiiiiight.

                              *SC gets banned from store*

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