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| DjConfessions |
i was hard at work today at iCompUSA and it seems now the cashiers have to do the work of the merchaniders and ing restock and make shelves and tags and .
well, they give me this book and say "this is your aisle. do it."
So i'm dumbfounded cus i don't know what the book is for or what i'm doing. So i just straighten up the aisle and then Cindy comes up to me and says, "oh man, u got the tiest aisle. everyone else has to straighten. you have to take everything down and reorganize it according to the plannogram."
So i'm just like . I got 6 hours to tear down and build 5 walls and I don't even know what i'm doing. So i'm doing it, right, and i'm at like hour 4 when my friend Greg #2 (another cashier) comes to help me. So we're getting down and dirty right. 5 hours and we're not even halfway done.
So hour 5.5 and then Jorge, the boss comes by to check up and he's like "! u guys gonna finish this today!" I go "wtf man, 5 walls to tear down, build up and i was ONLY assigned this BY my mother ing self."
"Well man, it's my ass if bill (GM) walks in tomorrow and sees this whole ing void here. AND WTF. These shelves are off by (get this) 1 ING PEG!
I was like "wtf man, i don't even know how to read this plannogram. if the fits, then it fits man."
and then he starts pissing and giddying about Bill and his ass how its not going to be his fault. and he leaves.
He left with that I was supposed to tag every i already had and to fill the void with any i wanted to.
I didn't and i went home.
ing ******. Wtf man, i should've had like 2 other people helping me throughout. and ing hell man, 4 people are assigned to do mice and keyboard, and that's not even 1 full aisle. ing dicks man! |
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| Aquadyne |
| You were blessed at birth with a right mixture of stupidity and incompetence. You better do what Jorge tells you because by the looks of it, you'll be working under him for a long time. |
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| UWM |
| I thought you were running away to Mexico and/or enrolling yourself in a psychiatric ward? |
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| Boomer187 |
| quote: | Originally posted by UWM
I thought you were running away to Mexico and/or enrolling yourself in a psychiatric ward? |
he was going to mexico to fly to france. |
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| Emil |
| quote: | Originally posted by UWM
I thought you were running away to Mexico and/or enrolling yourself in a psychiatric ward? |
Hmmmm, I think you're right. |
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| Echo of Silence |
He committed suicide twice already.
omgwhatshouldhedo? |
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| Aquarian |
| Reminds me of my old job at the laser tag. Games lasted 15 minutes, and were scheduled every 15 minutes. At that rate we need a minimum of 4 staff; 2 to run the game and get everybody out fast enough for the next group to come in, 1 to start briefings while the previous game was still running to save time, and 1 to welcome new clients at the counter. On a good day, we had 3 employees, and mostly just two (especially during big rushes when we needed them the most but they just shipped them to other departements for the most idiotic reasons). We had to either rip people off by secretly cutting their game time or cause huge delay pilups that could ammount to several hours by the end of the day, which meant that about 50-100 people everyday would pay, not be able to play in time due to delays, and then we'd have huge lineups of pissed off clients bitching a us, and filing complaints against us! |
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| UWM |
| LOL I remember when you quit that job. The stories about people breaking their arms playing laser tag were great :p |
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| eRRaTiK |
| this story is just as hilarious as the way it was written :haha: |
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| Aquarian |
| quote: | Originally posted by UWM
LOL I remember when you quit that job. The stories about people breaking their arms playing laser tag were great :p |
don't get me started ;) |
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