a nice big retail rant for all to read, and i don't care who does
i woke up at 6 am. why?! to show up to work at 7:30 for something i thought would take only an hour or two... being done by 10ish am. BUT. i ended up opening because mr lead didn't show up to open, and called the store a half an hour after opening. meaning... i have to put everything on hold and help people who walk up to the counter for the next hour until damon comes. and then the customer comes in. i'm still laminating... and making sure everything is an inch off... so as to look somewhat more professional... and sort of even, however even a piece of plastic can possibly get. you offer to laminate. i refuse. because uh... technically you're not supposed to be behind the counter. and second. if you burn yourself (though the only way to burn yourself on that laminator is if you're stupid...) it would be a liability issue towards the store. so no. and no. you can't buy me coffee either. i'll let mike buy me coffee... though i use his money to buy a soda instead... but that's because i'm the one who ends up walking to the gas station. then i cut. then i bind someone else's book in an entire 30 seconds flat. and punch. and start trimming around each and every tab. because there's no special punch that we carry in store... the only way is to make a copy from the copy machine... but that is somewhat totally different. i give you a set because you're bored. and keep telling me what you're going to do, including the fact that you needed to use the restroom. how. uh. nice. then you point out that some corners are rounded and others aren't. DUH. once you cut a rounded off ledger sheet to make it smaller than ledger, the rounded corner goes away... we have a punch for it. the punch is full of adhesive. i grab another one... you insist on punching. fine, just so you'll quit bugging me, i'll let you punch. my finger starts hurting from this xacto knife, even though it is in fact the padded gripped one. i realize the blade gets dull pretty quickly when cutting through thick sheets of plastic... i grab a pack of blades and start disposing of them. then the customer proceeds to tell me that i should change the blade. it's now uhh... 11:30 am. i have a half an hour before i need to leave in order to avoid a lunch violation. no, i can't just decide to clock out and come back in 10 minutes. i have done that on my own time... but that's when we aren't busy... and i just feel like hanging out in the copy center. but for a customer to tell the manager that... HA!!!!! i proceed to cut, my finger is completely numb, while all of the managers seemed to show up standing next to me and talking to me... weird really... and then they all disappeared. phil literally wanted damon to help cut... which i could care less... damon kept helping customers though... and then that customer insisted that i do all of it. whatever. i actually finish... at 12 pm. i ring up everything, then he said he wants a 15% discount for helping. i literally laugh. and then he pointed out that he was dead serious. so i call mike over, and mike gave him a sort of talk. but he ended up getting 50% off. d00d, i already told you you'll get your discount because of your rewards card. 15% or whatever it is for business cards is A LOT when it comes to that stuff. you leave. i leave. i realize i forgot my coffee that i never really drank. that i brought from home... including making more so the mother actually had some, seeing i took practically the whole pot. i come back in. grab the cup, walk out the door, and there you are coming up and asking for the labels. so then i go fishing for those. you turn around and leave, then phil laughs at me because he's phil.
it's like some weird dream or something... but it was reality.
the blood in my finger has still not fully circulated back to normal. at least i have a steady hand with that xacto knife. though if i say so myself... those things looked like crap. but what do i apparently know.
i don't care if you wanted to put in a good word for me yesterday, phil didn't give you the president's number to do that... so only he knows, so i frankly don't care anymore. i'll listen to that other lady over you.
i DO NOT work at staples to go out of my way to show up when i am not scheduled to and literally give you free slave labor! i go out of my way and show up, to ensure that something actually gets done! and THAT is why i refuse to let customers help. because they expect the being a good customer discount, which doesn't exist.. (or rather, want to be paid back for their labor... um... i never asked you to help, you offered...) if you want to be a good customer and not bitch about the fact that you helped out, and be willing to pay for that extra whatever... then fine, be my guest, i'd love your help! but i have yet to find a customer like that.
it's impossible to joke around and be serious at the exact same time.
i have to go back to work in 5 hours. fun when you have to both open and close, without notice really. i need to take a huge long nap.
it's like some weird dream or something... but it was reality.
the blood in my finger has still not fully circulated back to normal. at least i have a steady hand with that xacto knife. though if i say so myself... those things looked like crap. but what do i apparently know.
i don't care if you wanted to put in a good word for me yesterday, phil didn't give you the president's number to do that... so only he knows, so i frankly don't care anymore. i'll listen to that other lady over you.
i DO NOT work at staples to go out of my way to show up when i am not scheduled to and literally give you free slave labor! i go out of my way and show up, to ensure that something actually gets done! and THAT is why i refuse to let customers help. because they expect the being a good customer discount, which doesn't exist.. (or rather, want to be paid back for their labor... um... i never asked you to help, you offered...) if you want to be a good customer and not bitch about the fact that you helped out, and be willing to pay for that extra whatever... then fine, be my guest, i'd love your help! but i have yet to find a customer like that.
it's impossible to joke around and be serious at the exact same time.
i have to go back to work in 5 hours. fun when you have to both open and close, without notice really. i need to take a huge long nap.