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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I used to be a Saturday boy in KwikSave
Ended up slashing my wrist but that's another story.
The till girls (for this was the '70's before the invention of politcial correctness and till staff) used to have to memorise the price of everything so they could ring it through - none of your fancy-pants barcode scanners at KwikSave.
I have no idea how the management avoided them ringing through 'mates rates' apart from keeping an eye out for over-friendly banter between the customer and the till jockey.
( , Thu 17 May 2012, 11:17, 1 reply)
Ended up slashing my wrist but that's another story.
The till girls (for this was the '70's before the invention of politcial correctness and till staff) used to have to memorise the price of everything so they could ring it through - none of your fancy-pants barcode scanners at KwikSave.
I have no idea how the management avoided them ringing through 'mates rates' apart from keeping an eye out for over-friendly banter between the customer and the till jockey.
( , Thu 17 May 2012, 11:17, 1 reply)
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