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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Don't you love decisions from on high?I get paid minimum wage, so £6.08 an hour? Then once a month or so the regional boss dude swans in, pretends he knows who I am whilst not even looking at me and critiques the fact that our (mostly glass-fronted) shop front isn't sparkling clean.
No, it's not, my friend. Deal with it. We work in a DIY store. I spent two hours cleaning windows with a dodgy jay cloth and substandard glass cleaner two days before you arrived. In those two days, it has been raining in the car park. This sends building sand sludge across the bottoms of the windows, and the wind blows leaves from the surrounding trees to collect in nooks and crannies. I am not God, I cannot stop it raining or blowing a gale. Most of the time I'm indoors serving customers. Pay me more, Mr. I'm-on-54k-PA, and I might give a shit about your not-Kim-and-Aggie-quality windows.
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Bats, Mon 14 May 2012, 6:19,
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just reconcile yourself with the fact that even on his salary, with his fancy job title, his working day is spent checking whether a DIY store has clean windows.
He just got lucky.
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