Hey my foxy bloggers, (All 2 of you!)
So....I work for this grocery store. (In order to keep my job, I'll use different names, that way I don't get raped for complaining about my LOVELY work environment...NAHHHHTT.)
Okay, so I work ain this store. And It blows. Tonight especially, I was geting bitched out for EVERYTHING. I know, It's so great right? The nights higllights include:
1) A lady bitching it ME because THE LADY IN FRONT OF HER was checkig out her groceries too slow...Somehow this is MY FAULT!?
"Why the hell do you let stupid people use these machines? SEE, I CAN USE THIS WITHOUT BEING RETARDED. I swear to god, that Chick needs to go o a normal fricken register!"
My thoughts?: How 'bout you SHUT UP AND WAIT 2 SECONDS. RUDE.
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2) A customer absoultely RAGING at a credit card machine, and flips shit when I try to help her. Apparently, if I touch her card, I'll obviously steal it and her identity, cause you know, That's wh my store employs me. Naaaahhhtt.
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3) When people ask me where things are, and get Pissed when I know we DON'T Carry it. Sorry we don't have this rare, almost impossible to find spice you need for your fancy Bavarian recipe. If you're that much of a chef, you should know that your spice is only sold in specialty stores. NOOOOOBBBBB.
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4) When people in general yell at me for NO REASON.
Don't be rude to me; I'm not rude to you, so how about you Stop fucking yelling at me, and I help you out, Mkay darling!? MKKKAAAAAY.
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5) When customers think they know what they're doing better then I do.
Y'know, I've only worked here for two years, but you OBVIOUSLY know how to do MY JOB, which YOU'VE never done, more efficiently then I do. I don't come to your crappy job, and tell you how to do it; DON'T DO IT TO ME. I KNOW WHAT THE HELL I'M DOING.
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6)When one of my managers, (I'll call her.....Eileen..) Thinks it's okay to make me do things, when I'm obviously in the middle of something important. I'll be like, changing the money, (which is, in fact very important), and she'll tell me to go do something that can TOTALLY WAIT. My other favorite? When she constantly DEMANDS to know WHY I'm doing what I'm doing...
Guess what?
I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING.
If you want me to do something different, I'd be glad to!
But why are you getting all mad? WOULD YOU RATHER I STAND AROUND AND DO NOTHING?
..Yeah, I thought so.
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Just in general, I'm running out of patience with people walking ALL OVER ME. OKAY!?
I consider myself pretty laid back and relaxed, but that doesn't mean you can completely bitch me out 24/7. If I'm doing something wrong, THERE'S AN APPOPRIATE WAY TO TELL ME.
I'm not gonna be your fucking doormat anymore.
I know I have to be respectful; I will never be rude to a customer, or to my manager.
At the same time, I don't want people treating me like shit.
I think i'm better than that, Thanks.
Impatiently yours,
Chris!
Saturday, June 20, 2009
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