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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Stockboy Midnight Bowling LeagueSince my best friend was an employee, I was fortunate enough to be a charter member of the "Stockboy Midnight Bowling League". A non-sanctioned, purely informal group, the league primarily consisted of stockboys of the local grocery store - my friend and I were on the "Vendors" team - our participation being mainly the result of my friends early-morning bread delivery route.
Typical rounds consisted of placing the chili-can pins at the end of the frozen foods aisle, picking a suitable frozen turkey from the bin, and bowling the pins over. It was much like standard bowling, but the addition of the fog rolling off the frozen food bins into the humid store, the good-natured banter of the players (who were generally more baked than the turkeys were destined to be), and the illicit nature of the whole endeavour made for an excellent diversion indeed.
The league finals were paticularly thrilling, as a shipment of unusually large frozen turkeys resulted in an arms escalation of surprising (and worrying) scale. Baked beans can had to be substituted for chili as the stocks were smashed to oblivion. Favorite birds were scuffed and worn beyond salability. Unfortunately, these antics brought the games to the attention of management (why are all the chili cans dented, and what happened to the frozen turkeys?). Thus ended the league, withg ony good memories left.
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