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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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I still don't know...
A long time ago I was walking out of Littlewoods department store when I encountered a guy, in a wheelchair, who was heading in.
"Excuse me mate," he asked, "do you know if they have a disabled toilet in here?"
I didn't know but, being a helpful sort of bloke, I went and found an assistant who informed us that there wasn't one, but we were welcome to use the staff toilets (which were bigger) - though there were a couple of small steps...
The guy accepted her offer, then asked me if I'd give him a hand negotiating the steps.
"What the hell", says I and off we trundle - into the goods lift, down many corridors, the aforementioned steps and, eventually, we're in the staff khazi.
Unfortunately, his wheelchair is too big to fit through any of the cubicle doors - so we've got a bit of a problem...
"What you in need of mate - a piss or a crap?"
"A piss."
"Any ideas?"
"Not really."
"Hmmm..."

Eventually, I figure that I could aim him at the urinal trough and grab him round the chest, from behind, supporting him - leaving his hands free to do the business (I pointed out that, whilst willing to 'go the extra mile' and help a brother out, I drew the line at handling another man's junk). So we gave it a go - and a right fucking polava ensued!

But, in the end, it wasn't happening - so I get him back into his chair, we leave the bog, our helpful assistant escorts us back to the store, and we head out into the street.

"Do you know where the British Home Stores is?" he asked.
I gave him directions, then remembered something, "I've just thought, there's definitely a disabled toilet in the market; it's in the opposite direction; but nearer..." and started to tell him the way.
"No - it's ok mate - I'll go to the British Home Stores. Thanks anyway." and off he rolled.

A few minutes later I had a thought:
It occurred to me that he may have been some kind of 'activist' - intent on 'educating' people as to the woeful lack of disabled facilities in the city's big shops - and that he was heading down to the British Home Stores to pull the same stunt all over again...

And to this day I still don't know.

So what do you guys think - was I mugged?

(All comments referencing 'bumming', or variants thereof, will be treated with the utmost contempt)
(, Wed 16 May 2012, 15:56, 2 replies)
As long as you didn't give it more than three shakes
Because that would be, well, you know, just ...
(, Wed 16 May 2012, 20:06, closed)
:-D

(, Wed 16 May 2012, 22:36, closed)

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