Happy fun EIGHTEN POINT TWO LITRES?
Posting to make Sylika happy. This post is about dickwads at RONA (company policy mandates we spell it in all caps).
Dickwad number 1: Customer.
I was pretty much finished all my cleaning up for the day, and I had a non-significant number of customers in plumbing, so I went in the warehouse to chill with my (cute) plumbing buddy, who was not in plumbing because someone had taken off in the yard. Kate pages me to come in paint, and when I get there, I learn that a customer wants an 18.2 L vat of paint. These cost 70$ and are much bigger than your average gallon. Also, we don't have a machine to stir them. We have to stir them ourselves. Well, technically, we don't. We're not supposed to stir them at all, but the guy went "oh, if you don't stir it for me, I'm not buying it", and Kate caved in and agreed to stir it for him. I did most of the stirring of course, hence my being asked there, and it made my arms hurt, mostly because paint thick and mixing long. Now, Kate hasn't been in paint for long, maybe a month, and she wasn't sure how to prepare the mongo-gallon, so she had to call her boss. From that point on, the guy kept making rude comments about how she wasn't really good at her job. We tell him it's going to take a while, because, as mentionned, mixing long, so he says he'll be back in 20 minutes.
When he comes back, he says that he doesn't like the colour and won't be taking the paint. Dick.
Dickwad number 2: Employee.
Fourty-something. 3 year old daughter. Sexually harasses teenage female employees.
I think I'm going to talk to my boss tomorrow. He makes me very uncomfortable.
Dickwady statement of the day: (Cute) plumbing buddy.
Because I can't call my (cute) plumbing buddy a dickwad. But Bush is not as bad as Hitler, not as insane as Kim Jong-Il, and the US is not trying to take over the world economically.
I'm also supposed to do this lame little quiz thing.
Favourite ice cream: Strawberry.
Favourite place to be: Home.
Best Band: Ick. I'm going to go with Bowling for Soup, I guess. Maybe Dexter Freebish.
Best Friend: David
Best love: I don't haev those.
Most active friend: Probably Karine?
Most amazing person: If I'm disqualified, Howard Dean.
Most kissable: My (cute) plumbing buddy.
I don't at all feel lame for doing this.
Wait, I do.
Dickwad number 1: Customer.
I was pretty much finished all my cleaning up for the day, and I had a non-significant number of customers in plumbing, so I went in the warehouse to chill with my (cute) plumbing buddy, who was not in plumbing because someone had taken off in the yard. Kate pages me to come in paint, and when I get there, I learn that a customer wants an 18.2 L vat of paint. These cost 70$ and are much bigger than your average gallon. Also, we don't have a machine to stir them. We have to stir them ourselves. Well, technically, we don't. We're not supposed to stir them at all, but the guy went "oh, if you don't stir it for me, I'm not buying it", and Kate caved in and agreed to stir it for him. I did most of the stirring of course, hence my being asked there, and it made my arms hurt, mostly because paint thick and mixing long. Now, Kate hasn't been in paint for long, maybe a month, and she wasn't sure how to prepare the mongo-gallon, so she had to call her boss. From that point on, the guy kept making rude comments about how she wasn't really good at her job. We tell him it's going to take a while, because, as mentionned, mixing long, so he says he'll be back in 20 minutes.
When he comes back, he says that he doesn't like the colour and won't be taking the paint. Dick.
Dickwad number 2: Employee.
Fourty-something. 3 year old daughter. Sexually harasses teenage female employees.
I think I'm going to talk to my boss tomorrow. He makes me very uncomfortable.
Dickwady statement of the day: (Cute) plumbing buddy.
Because I can't call my (cute) plumbing buddy a dickwad. But Bush is not as bad as Hitler, not as insane as Kim Jong-Il, and the US is not trying to take over the world economically.
I'm also supposed to do this lame little quiz thing.
Favourite ice cream: Strawberry.
Favourite place to be: Home.
Best Band: Ick. I'm going to go with Bowling for Soup, I guess. Maybe Dexter Freebish.
Best Friend: David
Best love: I don't haev those.
Most active friend: Probably Karine?
Most amazing person: If I'm disqualified, Howard Dean.
Most kissable: My (cute) plumbing buddy.
I don't at all feel lame for doing this.
Wait, I do.