Shops and Supermarkets
I 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
( , Thu 10 May 2012, 13:50)
I 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
( , Thu 10 May 2012, 13:50)
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Back when I was a student
I used to live right next to a 24hour ASDA (indeed the same one where this came from). This is a bad combination.
Still, there's something quite nice about doing your weekly/daily shop at 4am. It's peaceful and quiet - there's still people around, "normal" people as well. Even some old biddies for whatever reason, but there's no usual hustle and bustle that you normally get in a large supermarket.
This is also the time when they do the most shelf stacking, I guess it's easier doing it at night so its all ready for the next day. This particular evening, we found ourselves in the juice isle - you know the one, where all the cordials and cartons of "from concentrate" are. There was a clerk half way down the isle, busily stacking things and making them look neat. I lifted one of the cartons of "from concentrate" apple juice, spoiling the lovely neat row in the process. I thought nothing of it, at least until the clerk came rushing over rearrange the shelf and make it look neat again.
It was at that point, he turned around to me and held his box-cutting tool in a rather threatening manner, saying "If you do that again, I'll follow you out to the car park and FUCKING STAB YOU".
Well it is ASDA.
( , Mon 14 May 2012, 9:46, 3 replies)
I used to live right next to a 24hour ASDA (indeed the same one where this came from). This is a bad combination.
Still, there's something quite nice about doing your weekly/daily shop at 4am. It's peaceful and quiet - there's still people around, "normal" people as well. Even some old biddies for whatever reason, but there's no usual hustle and bustle that you normally get in a large supermarket.
This is also the time when they do the most shelf stacking, I guess it's easier doing it at night so its all ready for the next day. This particular evening, we found ourselves in the juice isle - you know the one, where all the cordials and cartons of "from concentrate" are. There was a clerk half way down the isle, busily stacking things and making them look neat. I lifted one of the cartons of "from concentrate" apple juice, spoiling the lovely neat row in the process. I thought nothing of it, at least until the clerk came rushing over rearrange the shelf and make it look neat again.
It was at that point, he turned around to me and held his box-cutting tool in a rather threatening manner, saying "If you do that again, I'll follow you out to the car park and FUCKING STAB YOU".
Well it is ASDA.
( , Mon 14 May 2012, 9:46, 3 replies)
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