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Re: Horrors of Employment
Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 3:07 am
by Deiphobus
AngusMcLeod wrote:Today, I did it. I quit my job dressed as a WW1 Prussian infantryman.
Got arrested and then set free without charges. But God, the look on my manager's face and her confused stuttering was priceless.
nice job man
Re: Horrors of Employment
Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 3:11 am
by TLK
Stranaton wrote:TLK wrote:I fetch arrows for crossbows for a major crossbow company.
all I saw.
better duck.
Yeah... I'm a fairly decent shot too.
Re: Horrors of Employment
Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 5:19 am
by Riku
Crawfish wrote:
Also, how can there be people out there who don't know how to use a credit/debit card machine? You slide your goddamn card through and follow the words, it isn't complicated.
This.
So.
Goddamn
Much.
Re: Horrors of Employment
Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 6:44 am
by Madican
AngusMcLeod wrote:Today, I did it. I quit my job dressed as a WW1 Prussian infantryman.
Got arrested and then set free without charges. But God, the look on my manager's face and her confused stuttering was priceless.
PICTURES. OR VIDEO. PLEASE TELL ME YOU GOT ONE OF THOSE.
Re: Horrors of Employment
Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 10:07 am
by Syobon
AngusMcLeod wrote:Today, I did it. I quit my job dressed as a WW1 Prussian infantryman.
Got arrested and then set free without charges. But God, the look on my manager's face and her confused stuttering was priceless.
Angus, you are a true hero.
A bright and shining avatar of awesomeness for disgruntled workers everywhere.
Re: Horrors of Employment
Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 1:53 pm
by Nefarious Bear
Syobon wrote:AngusMcLeod wrote:Today, I did it. I quit my job dressed as a WW1 Prussian infantryman.
Got arrested and then set free without charges. But God, the look on my manager's face and her confused stuttering was priceless.
Angus, you are a true hero.
A bright and shining avatar of awesomeness for disgruntled workers everywhere.
please tell me someone got video of it.
Re: Horrors of Employment
Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 3:17 pm
by AngusMcLeod
Sadly, no pics or video and I didn't make the local news. Still going to be one hell of a story to tell the guys at the pub.
Re: Horrors of Employment
Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 4:17 pm
by Will-Billy
angus doesnt have a pic of something for the first time
are you feeling okay?
Re: Horrors of Employment
Posted: Fri Aug 12, 2011 4:35 pm
by Zink
At least tell us how it went.
Re: Horrors of Employment
Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 1:47 am
by [Citation Needed]
I work at McDonalds.
Most of the managers are nice.
The store manager, Dawn, looks nice to the customers but is really not to the employees.
Someone got the brilliant idea to have every employee give her the Nazi salute when she comes in for work one day. We won't do it or she would really fire all of us, but it's fun to think about it.
One of the other managers, Josh (called "Small Josh", "Little Josh", or "Harry Potter Josh (he looks like Harry Potter)" to differentiate him from the other manager Josh ("Big Josh")), has a NO FUN policy about work. Crack a joke, he threatens to write you up. Your cell phone vibrates in your pocket and you reach to shut it off, and he threatens to write you up for using your phone at work (or suspend you, which is kind of like punishing with vacation). He wrote up one of the guys in the kitchen because he moved the store keys.
And then one day someone had the liquid shits, and they did it in one of the urinals in the Mens room.
Harry Potter Josh cleaned it up.
That "the customer is always right" bull is awful and whoever said it needs to be shot, buried alive, dug up, shot again, then burned.
"MY SANDWICH HAS CHEEEEEEEEEEEEESE ON IT"
"Ma'am, you ordered a cheeseburger."
"I didn't want CHEEEEEEEEEEESE!"
"I can have them make you a new sandwich if you would li-"
"LET ME SPEAK TO YOUR MANAGER"
So the manger is like "yeah we're very sorry so sorry we'll make you a new sandwich and give you a refund"
The managers are all about ELIMINATE WASTE, MAKE MORE cheddar
Seriously, drop a straw and Dawn or the regional supervisor (for some reason she hangs out at our store) says "THAT's cheddar YOU'RE WASTING"
So they make you pick it back up. The floors are always damp/wet with grimy water.
Pick it up.
And put it in a customers bag.
Drop a packaged fork and knife or a sauce packet? Try and kick it out of the way before they see you or they'll make you take it back to the sink and WASH IT and then put it back on the shelf.
The customers are mostly all shit, too.
Where I live in Kentucky, 90% of the customers are rednecks living on welfare. They come in with their twelve inbred children, all 9000 pounds overweight wearing greasy, stained shirts that say things like "Don't bug me I'm running out of places to hide the BODIES" or "I'm SMILING because you're STUPID". You know, the retarded shirt section in Walmart or KMart with pictures of South Park characters on all the shirts.
Also
they all
fucking
stink.
It makes you wonder how they even eat with their three teeth. Also they all only get COKE or MOUNTAIN DEW.
Can't wait until next fall - I'll be going away for the next few years of college.
Emphasis on "away".
Re: Horrors of Employment
Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 8:51 am
by Riku
Dear world:
I have found, having been on both sides of the checkstand, as well as passerby, that checkers, as a general rule, are good at their job. They are generally friendly, practiced at what they do (having to stand on hard floors for eight hours a day, memorizing a couple hundred codes and lifting your heavy cases of beer while our feet are confined to about three square feet of space), and don't get a whole lot of pay to do it. If they were not good at their job, rest assured, the managers would make sure that they did not remain there. So if your checker appears to be in a bad mood, or snaps at you, chances are that it is because you have done something to deserve rage that they are managing to restrain. As I have been all three people (customer, checker, observer), I feel that a letter about this unhappiness is in order, since I have seen it from all three perspectives.
ON ENTRY AND TIMING
When you approach the little section full of checkstands with all their little aisles, and their little shelves full of sweet little candies and the little lights and countertops, you generally begin to make your selection of which stand to use. What is it that you use to make your selection? Because it apparently has nothing to do with the lights on the lampposts that are attached to the checkstands. Those lovely little lampposts so clearly labeled with the number of the checkstand that lights up whenever the checker is available, and stays dim whenever he/she is trying to leave. Do you know the ones? Because if so, you apparently choose to ignore them completely. When a checker turns off that light, that means that that checkstand is closed. That does not mean look up at it briefly and then plow right into the line, nearly running over the small child in front of you. It does not mean that it is time to run in as if it were a yellow traffic light offering you one last speedy chance at passing through. It does not mean that you get to stand there, wait for the checker to look at you, and then as soon as his/her face and shoulders drop in disappointment, look at him/her as though he/she were a complete moron for not having your best interests at heart. Especially not when those interests involve ten extra minutes of overtime that could potentially lead to disciplinary action for the checker. Rather, it means that the checker is attempting to leave, because it is the end of their shift, or it is their lunchbreak, which is the only time that they get to sit down and take sustenance so that they may continue helping you to the best of their ability. As such, it is incredibly rude to just do one of the previously mentioned breaches of etiquette that used to be relatively set in stone and well known, it is also horrendously shameful behaviour to just shove aside the barricade that is already our passive aggressive dig at the person we put it directly behind (as they were among those who did not pay attention to the light). Are you aware that when you do that, it makes the checker want to punch you in the face, set you in the checkstand and then demand that you give him/her pleasant customer service until they deem it an appropriate time for you to leave? So please, think about that when you decide to go and check out and interfere with another's time.
Along a time related topic, are you aware that many places have a system in order for ranking checkers? This system is time-based. Whenever we are logged in, that means that we are being timed for efficiency. When you sit around talking on your phone, or do something that prevents the checker from doing their job, you are hurting their rating, which may hurt their ability to keep their job. If the checker then is not deemed worth the paycheck, that means that there is one fewer checker when you get to the line. Which means the lines are longer, and it cuts into your time as well. So please, be considerate. Do not call for a replacement on something that takes ten minutes of dead time at the checkstand, when all it is is a doughnut that you were foolish enough to put into a bag so that the frosting got messed up. I promise that it still tastes just as good and is just as edible.
In accordance with your own hurry, be aware that the other people around you have places to go and people to see as well. Therefore, if you screw something up, it is generally unpleasant for the people behind you to have to wait for you to make the checker fix it. Just because you happened to see a sign that said $2.79 within a ten-foot radius does not make it okay for you to claim that the store marked the keg of beer at that and that you should therefore receive it at that price. This particular topic shall be remarked upon further in the conflict section. The fact that other people also happen to need to get other places means that it should be frowned upon for you to leave your ad crumpled up in the middle of the order with no particular direction implying that any coupons it contained were intended for use, wait for the checker to finish the order and get through half of the payment before you decide that it is time to announce that you had coupons and the checker is so clearly stupid for not reading your mind that you wanted to use them, or even which ones. Continuing with this example, it is also very inconvenient for the people behind you to have to wait for fifteen minutes while you make the checker go through each individual item while you decide whether or not you want to use a coupon just so that you can save $1.63 by the end of the transaction.
ON CONFLICT
As mentioned earlier, part of a checker's job is to remain polite and sociable to the customers. This becomes quite difficult when the customer behaves foolishly and claims that all their troubles of the day are at the checker's fault. You see, there are certain limits to what a checker is capable of accomplishing for the customer. Offering to check on sales for you, get someone to carry your groceries out, and giving stickers to your children are some of the things checkers are capable of doing. Refilling your welfare account, finding your keys, changing your outlook on life, and reversing acts of God are not within those limits. This means that unfortunately, while you would like us to give you your groceries for free when your EBT card does not go through, we cannot. Nor can we refund it to you in cash, when it is the state's cheddar until it is spent on pre-approved food items. Thus, it does not help anything when you throw your cart across the front of the store so that it actually catches air and almost hits a child, scream at the checker and then storm out and back in, harassing everyone on your way.
Also, when disputing the price of an item, if the checker seems reluctant to lower the price of an item to whatever you claim it to be, it is because our jobs rely on the store's income. If we risk you ripping off the store by claiming a false price, then we risk losing our jobs later on. However, if we check on it and something did get marked wrong, we will give you the lower price, as that is the store's fault. But you must first let us check on it. Throwing laundry supplies at the checker in frustration will not make them change the price for you. Should a dispute about a transaction occur, and the checker refuses to agree with you, the proper action is not to continue abuse of the checker, but to ask for the manager. If the checker actually is being unreasonable, the manager will straighten him/her out. I promise.
ON GENERAL DEMEANOR AND SOCIAL CONSIDERATION
What you do at home is your business. No one will argue with you there. But please, this is not just for the checker, but polite society in general. Some guidelines on how to be a pleasant person to be around. Okay, I might be a bit more worried about this than some, just because it is a sense that I tend to focus on quite a bit, but are you aware that when you do not shower, you emit an odor that may not be entirely pleasant to everyone? I understand skipping a shower here and there if you aren't really planning on doing much most of the time. But really. When you smell as if you just got out of a sweaty workout in a pig pen, there is a bit of an issue. If the people around you cannot talk without starting to gag, there is an issue. It really is not that much effort to shower daily. If you are leaving the house, then I'd recommend doing so.
When you bring your children into the store, do you want to be seen as the one with "that goddamn crying kid"? If not, it may be worth looking into to actually make your child behave in the store. As such, just letting them cry, pull things off the shelf, and put each other into headlocks while you sit there and text or just flip through a gossip magazine is probably not a good idea. Really, if a stranger has to tell your children to stop trying to kill each other, then you may want to reevaluate your idea of discipline.
Also relating to children, it is generally a bad idea to be an obnoxious jackass who uses the word "fuck" every breath. Most parents do not want their children picking these words up, and many adults prefer not to hear them. As such, unless you know that you are in company where that is acceptable, it is advisable to at least cut back a bit on the swearing.
And finally, following directions and paying attention to the world around you are great things to live by. It is really not that hard to just read the directions on the payment machine. Or when to go to customer service. Or the aisle signs. Really, if you can read any of the language spoken at the store, you should not need the checker to explain every little thing. Look before you ask where something is.
IN CONCLUSION
Getting a better checker and just having people in general be happier with you starts with your own actions. So, world. Care to quit being a rude old lady/negligent or abusive parent/ psycho guy/general fuckup? Thanks.
Sincerely, Kyra.
Re: Horrors of Employment
Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 8:56 am
by Madican
It is my firm belief that everyone should be required by law to hold a customer service job for a minimum of one month so they may experience the horrors they inflict.
Re: Horrors of Employment
Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 10:54 am
by Syobon
Wow, you guys are making me pop flyin' that I didn't find a job this year.
Re: Horrors of Employment
Posted: Sat Aug 13, 2011 8:45 pm
by Zorinth
I worked at a summer bible camp last year on the kitchen staff. Half of the days I worked were 14 hour days, the other half were 16+, I worked more than 7 18 hour days and 1 20 hour day. I lived up at the summer camp and all our meals were included, the actual amount of cheddar we payed was $75 a week. Yes food and housing was payed for, but I know the work was worth more than $75 a week.
I was one of the 2 people that my boss would leave in charge if he and the secondary boss were both busy, I am not someone who knows how to do a whole lot in the kitchen. My boss left me in charge because he knew that I was a good leader(I really find this funny as I don't consider myself a great leader) an he knew that everything would get done, thing is it was normally just desert, meaning I was in charge of making brownies or some other fairly easy to make food. While being in charge of desert it meant that I was the last one out of the kitchen at night. I had 2 other people normally helping me, every once in a while I would get stuck with the 2 that loved to leave after they ate their desert, their reasoning was that they were only told to help make desert, not clean up.(These were some of the 18 hour days, starting at 5:30 am and working till 11:30 pm, desert being at 10:00 pm.) I worked 6 days a week as well, the only "day off" being when there were no campers(I worked on quite a few of my days off, sometimes being in charge of unloading the food truck delivering food for 375 people or more while working with non-kitchen staff who don't know where to put stuff and maybe 2 or 3 other kitchen staff who do know. Love working for 3 hours doing this on a day off, then being told I need to help the non-kitchen staff with whatever it was they needed done, my "day off" would be me working 6-8 hours doing who knows what.)
I had also worked for 3 weeks as a non-kitchen staff due to the people at the camp making their own meals to cut down their cost. I did everything from clearing a dead tree, tons of fallen dried out branches, garbage, and whatever else had gotten into the area we were clearing out to weed-whacking something the size of 2 and a half football fields with weeds up to my knees, fire ants constantly biting me because they crawled up my pants, and thorns flying into my face. I found the kitchen work harder because you were on your feet for over 12 hours easy a day with you having a 10 minuet brake for each meal. The normal staff constantly complained about how their work was the hardest, I had done the hardest work that the normal staff had, still not close to being as tiring and difficult as kitchen work. I did meet one guy who had worked on kitchen the year before though, he said he would never go back to kitchen work at the camp, it was to difficult.(he was doing the easier weed whacking in a place with less bees and fire ants, might have done some difficult stuff after I was put on my normal job as kitchen worker.)
Our over all boss, the person who basically owned the camp, was the kind of boss who tried to appear nice to everyone but didn't understand that the 4 people on kitchen staff who were making the food for everyone else were on their "day off". We all ended up working 8 hours, from 12 till 8, cleaning things that didn't need cleaning. He was also the kind of person that you didn't want to make one mistake around, if you did you would be lectured to, the second time you made a small mistake or did something he didn't like you were fired. Nice thing was I only saw him 4 times in the 2 and a half months I worked at the camp.
The last part of working on the job was that sometimes we would have to do something like stop campers from going here or looking for campers who didn't get to their cabins 30 minuets after their 11 pm lights out time. These are more strange things that happened then annoying things. One time I was just leaving to go to bed after my 16 hour day when a cabin leader came up to me and 2 kitchen workers, this was after lights out so we were hoping that they weren't going to say what they did. We ended up having to look for 2 hours trying to find 4 missing campers who were the same age as me, 17 at the time. There were 2 boys and 2 girls missing, the leaders said that they had been hanging out a lot together and had to be told to be careful about how close they got to each other(the rules basically said don't dry hump each other or facebattle).
We had to get our boss up, the leaders wanted to make sure an adult was in charge of searching(understandable since most of us were 17 or 18). I wasn't the person who found them, but 2 hours latter they were found in the hidden away chapel with the guys shirts off, belts being put on, and the girls trying to finish putting their cloths on. Love getting 2 bed at 1 knowing that the next day my shift started at 6 and the reason that I got to bed so late was that I was searching for 4 horny teenagers who were having sex in a chapel. It was good to know that they were sent home the next morning.
Another strange thing that happened was one day 2 fire trucks, an ambulance, and 3 or 4 police cars stopped in the pullout and entrance to the 1/4 mile road to the staff house. This happened one of the few days I was able to convince my boss to give me half the day off while campers were still at camp. I was called down to help keep campers away from thee police, lucky all the campers were busy in a worship season. I was told to go ask if the police their if there was anything we needed to know about, they told me no, but make sure nobody comes here, and then they made me back away quickly. I knew it had to be something by the reactions. What I ended up seeing was a man in what looked like a straight jacket being moved from one ambulance to another that had come about 10 minuets after they all pulled up. The police cars all followed the ambulance with the transferred man in it. I understand why they didn't tell me anything, cause we didn't need to know anything, and why they had me go away quickly.
I didn't mind the work I did, even some of the crazy and painful things, the only part of working there I didn't like was the pay. working an average of about 90 hours a week while in kitchen and getting a cheap camp bed to sleep on, camp food,(though had often been praised for our food not tasting like camp food. It really was much better than normal camp food, something you would expect more at a restaurant at some points) and $75 a week is not getting enough. I would go back and work at the camp if the pay was increased a lot because even though there were a lot of bad moments there were also a lot of good moments.
Re: Horrors of Employment
Posted: Fri Mar 30, 2012 5:55 am
by Zorinth
wow, did I really kill this thread a while ago
/revive
Well, I work at a subway as the precloser(for waifuman/dragoon often times) and fastfood is not the best thing to do at all. Today we had sold 64 units(6 inch or footlong sandwiches, doesn't make a difference) in 2 hours, which is a hell of a lot, seeing as how before we were at about our normal sales for the day. it was just us 2 in the store after 7, which is when it started.
I might want to mention that we have a drive through(terrible idea at a subway due to the fact that it takes a few minutes to make the food, more so at night due to some food needing to be prepared). We had people split between drive through and our lobby. Now, what is the reason you go through a drive through, its because you want your food fast, but at a subway it takes time. Often people are impatient in drive through, and we expect it, but sometimes people are just assholes about things.
We had someone order 4 meatball footlongs, and at night we try to have as few meatballs as possible so that we dont need to waste any, and we normally have 1 or 2 unfrozen meatball packets already in the sauce just in case people order more, as well as so the morning shift can heat them up and have them ready. This lady ended up selling us completely out of that, and even when we told her it would be a while because we have to heat up the meatballs before we can sell them she got rustled when we gave her the food, because it took a while.
Later we have someone who complained directly to me about how we need to work on our staffing schedules, because her food took to long(it took 7 minutes to get her food to her, average time out of a rush for her order of 2 sandwiches + extras is about 4 minutes after we are given the order, average time in a rush, about 6, and that's when you have 4-5 people on the clock). She then followed by saying that the owner already owes her 2 sandwiches for this exact thing and she wanted to use them. I told her that I didn't know how to record it, but my supervisor(dragoon/waifuman) does. She, in a full on bitchy attitude said that shes already had to wait way to long and would rather pay then wait any longer. That's going to be a bad complaint, aimed at me and waifu directly, as well as our owner, and we know she will complain because she already has before. Customer service can really suck at a fast food place, especially one that takes a little bit of time to finish food because its not completely made before you order.