lot of stories about race and gender but not seen many about age
when i started my part time job, aged 16, apparently two of the other supervisors tracked down my supervisor and said 'you can't hire her. she's too young. she'll never turn up.'

i dutifully turned up to every shift in the entire time i was working there.

in spite of this, one of those two supervisors never warmed to me. grouchy old bat! in her eyes, i could do no right. once, because my concession was in the basement and the stockroom unhelpfully positioned below the actual street, we developed a leak... which developed into more of an indoor waterfall. directly over a group of shelves. what made things worse was that the stockroom was sloping so there was a small trickle of water, getting bigger and bigger, heading towards another group of shelves with boxes on the floor.

i did what i could which was dragging all of the stock out from underneath the new waterfall and putting it on the shop floor on trollies. eventually, other people volunteered and we formed an exciting chain from shelves to stockroom door to trollies, shipping out the stock.

once this was done, i ripped up a load of bubble wrap, folded it up and taped over it to make a bizarre wall to protect the other side of the stockroom.

bearing in mind id just saved a lot of stock (not single-handed but i had) i was not expected to find linda waiting outside with a face like a smacked badger saying 'you cant leave this stock outside'

im sorry i'll put it back underneath the waterfall, shall i?
(ladyintheradiator, Mon 5 Apr 2010, 11:54, Reply)