[Most Recent Entries]
Below are the 7 most recent journal entries recorded in
The People on the Other Side of the Counter's LiveJournal:
|Wednesday, January 3rd, 2007|
"I just wanted to say it's ridiculous that you don't have more cashiers. I left my cart and my groceries because I didn't want to want in a long line to check out."
Lady, do you really think we're unaware of how short-handed we are? Did you just walk in here and forget this is a place of business? There are schedules and charts and labor percentages. Have you never worked? You know sometimes people call off or quit and sometimes the team leaders have to cut hours and sometimes people just quit and we have no coverage. These are the things that happen in the workplace. I don't know where you think you are - perhaps in some bizarre corporate ecosystem peopled by drones that are reared on farms by Meijer scientists - but we're in the same boat here as everyone else who has ever held a job in any industry. So please go eat a bowl of dicks.
|Wednesday, November 29th, 2006|
Yelling insults is not going to get your point across. It only makes you look like an asshole. When you walk away, fuming, we do not say to ourselves, "That guy is in the right" even if you were. We say, "That guy is King Dick of Fuck Mountain."
|Sunday, November 5th, 2006|
Number One: Rules apply to you. Yes, you! You have to follow the same rules as everyone else! Isn't that horrible? In a perfect world, you would get whatever you want whenever you want it. But in a perfect world you would only want things that can be provided! You can't have a perfect world, but you can learn to be content with this imperfect one. Just follow the rules and don't be consumed by the futile drive to get what you're entitled to by any means necessary. You're entitled to dick. You pay our paychecks, huh? And where would you be without us? Would you make your own clothes? Kill your own meat? Grow your own vegetables? Would you walk everywhere? You
, bitches. So don't get all self-righteous. You're shit.
Our rules are in place to preserve order and, ostensibly, to ensure that our places of business operate smoothly. If you decide you're above our system, don't expect our system to work for you.
I'm sorry you have to put your bags into your cart. We really should have someone here to do that for you. Because god forbid you actually have to exert any effort or admit to any responsibilty. You think it's so inconvenient that you have to cart your own groceries? How inconvenient is it for me that I have to stand in the same spot for 8 hours ringing up every item in every order for every shambling, slack-jawed mutant that comes through my lane? You think I like doing that shit? You wanna trade places? Gladly. Gladly
. Here's a fuckin' time card.
|Tuesday, October 31st, 2006|
Do you think we like
being shorthanded? Do you think we come in to work and dance for joy to hear that three people have called off? Do you think we enjoy having only two lanes open during a rush?
We don't like it anymore than you do when there aren't enough employees to fend off the hordes; there's no need to tell us how inconvenient it is.
"You neeed more registers open."
No guff, Chet. You're fucking brilliant.
"Why don't you have more cashiers?"
What do you want me to say? What answer would satisfy you? I know this is a rhetorical question. Even if I tell you that some people called off and we didn't have enough cashiers scheduled anyway and that it's as much of a pain in the ass for us as it is for you, you'd just walk away muttering something about how we need more help and you're going to be shopping at Kroger from now on.
Sometimes you have to wait. I'm sorry. I know you don't enjoy it. But you can't fucking avoid it so shut the fuck up and stand in line like a good little consumer!
|Thursday, October 26th, 2006|
You cannot do a return without a receipt. Sorry.
"I can't get store credit?"
Are you listening to me, fucker? No receipt, no return, beat it.
Why is that wrong? Frusrating, yes. But not wrong.
"They do it at Wal-Mart."
Guess what? This isn't Wal-Mart. If they're so much better, then go shop there.
"So What am I supposed to do with this?"
I don't care. But I can offer a suggestion: you could insert it into your anus.
|Saturday, October 21st, 2006|
Sometimes you have to wait in line. I know you are very busy. I know waiting in line is frustrating. This does not matter. If there is a line, you will have to wait. No amount of bitching will change that.
"I just wanted you to know I'm very upset that I had to wait so long."
What, precisely, do you expect me to do with this information? Should I bow and scrape and apologize? It really doesn't matter how upset you are. Go home. Be upset.
|Friday, October 20th, 2006|
I would rather slit my wrists and/or live as a bum on the street than work in the customer service industry again.