Shops and SupermarketsI used to work in a supermarket where the girl on the deli counter cut off the top of her finger in the meat slicer, but was made to finish her shift before going to hospital. You can now pay £100 to shoot zombies in the store's empty shell, haunted by poor dead nine-finger deli girl. Tell us your tales of the old retail experience, from either side of the counter
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 10 May 2012, 13:50)
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Tales from the Zombie Supermarket of DOOMMy student years were effectively paid for with a job at a supermarket that is now a zombie shoot-em-up venue. Ironically, the shop's most loyal customers were the winos and derelicts of Reading, taking advantage of our low prices, proximity to a warm underground car park and no-questions-asked cider sales policy, so one group of shuffling undead has merely been replaced by another.
Highlights of my years at Presto include:
* The time Denise on the Deli cut off her finger in the meat slicer. I LOVED YOU, Nine-Fingered Deli Denise
* The time Mr Norton the manager parked his Reliant Robin in the delivery bay, only to have it completely destroyed when a lorry reversed over it
* Taking part in the Great November Staff Rebellion, when the Christmas music tape was taken round the back and burned. Head office sent a new one within a week
* All the times I had to wrestle tramps to get our trollies back
* The time I got stuck in the lift up to the car park, and got propositioned for sex by a customer. I declined
* All those Friday evenings when my "trolley round" comprised standing on the top floor of the multi-storey, watching some bloke in the office opposite boning his cleaner over his desk
Never take a job in a supermarket, unless it has zombies.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 10 May 2012, 14:17,
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have a clickmarvelous
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