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Ilia
in my own little world...
I love writing fantasy and retail-hell stories.
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From: Debbie I totally understand a customer’s mindset of "just looking" when approached my a retail worker, believe me I do … I hate hate hate pushy salespeople on commission! But ya know what? In my job, I get paid the same whether you let me help you or not, whether you buy it or not. I *could* make your shopping easier by taking you directly to the product, but... I’m not gonna be a pest to you either way. (Sorry no offense meant to people who work on commission, it’s just not for me!) --Debbie Continue reading
Posted 3 hours ago at Retail Hell Underground
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From: Sarah It was a holiday weekend so my bar was DEAD. Like no barback or security guard even, just me. This guy walked in with a couple friends and ordered the most expensive shots we have. His bill was $75 and he gave me a $100 bill. I returned his money in 5's and a $10 and he screamed at me that I clearly had never been a Bartender before because you never return money like that. He demanded singles while also bringing my attention to his Gucci wallet for some reason (further proving MY point that you can tip me $5 on a $75 tab). I exchanged a five for singles and he left me $2 and walked away laughing. They then stayed for an hour ordered the same thing two more times and tipped nothing. And of course before he walked out, he called me a bitch. Because its my fault hes a cheap jerk right? Separate occasion: I got slapped in the face by a customer because after I gave him his drinks. He demanded I show him my tits and obviously I told him to go fuck himself. The kicker to this one? I had... Continue reading
Posted 7 hours ago at Retail Hell Underground
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From: Ardruna Speaking as a vendor merchandiser who works at a big box store chain, I REGULARLY get asked questions by customers, like if I work there, if I know where something is or how much an item costs, etc. while working on my computer, building/stocking things, up on ladders, whatnot, even if I’m wearing my company name badge and obviously not in “store employee” uniform. Of course, depending on the question, half the time I know the answer anyway, especially if it’s a “do you know where [item] is?” question. Chances are, I've already walked past it about eight times that day. --Ardruna Continue reading
Posted 11 hours ago at Retail Hell Underground
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...and more than we would like to see in the first place... Continue reading
Posted 13 hours ago at Retail Hell Underground
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From: Very Hungry Jennibeth-erpillar Goddammit, I knew that I forgot to do something important this weekend. Besides pack the contents of MY ENTIRE FUCKING LIFE to send them to THE MOST EXPENSIVE AND DANGEROUS FUCKING COUNTRY IN THE WORLD. Mr Caterpillar is one fucking lucky bug, is what I am saying. Also, does anyone want to come help me move?? (I have enough alcohol to keep an entire fraternity happy for a week, if that helps.) SO. Two of my friends took me out last weekend for my going away/bachelorette party. It was lovely. We went to this little Italian place that is quite literally THE FUCKING BEST. I called ahead and told them (they don't take reservations) that there were three of us, and we were coming in at 7:30, which I assume is a pretty busy time for restaurants on Saturday nights. The guy I spoke to was super nice and said they would be thrilled to accommodate us, no problem. So we get there, and right before us a group of like eight people walked in. (Keep in mind that this place is about the size of two living rooms, pushed together, filled with tables. It is... Continue reading
Posted 15 hours ago at Retail Hell Underground
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I walked into work one day after having the door of the car I was in (dropping me off in front of the place) folded completely backwards til it touched the door in front of it. The person in our car who threw the door open without looking would have lost their damn leg if the person speeding through the parking lot had come through one half second later. The other person didn’t stop when they hit the door, they drug their car all along ours til our car ran out of length. I cooled myself, walked in, clocked in and waited to see if I was needed for the cops and kept crying on and off. My manager had the nerve to ask me why I was crying if no one had gotten hurt. via fuckyeahretailrobin.tumblr.com Continue reading
Posted 17 hours ago at Retail Hell Underground
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BeautyQueen here again, and would you look at that, I've got a story from the cosmetics side of hell! It's definitely few and far between, because aside from a few crustys not knowing how to properly form a line or wait while I'm on the phone with a customer asking about products or calling back to talk about the products they sampled, it's pretty decent. My hand to God, I have never run into a hellaciously bad customer working in cosmetics. The co-workers, however, are a whole 'nother story. With my store being as small as it is, 'promotions' are so common you can hardly call them that. It's more job duties for the same amount of money, and in our store, we have a whole bunch of Cash Supervisors to cash people out at the end of the night. We have one guy in particular I absolutely loathe. The only person in the entire store, in fact, that I cannot stand to be around. Dude just makes me want to take a nail file and hope that if I stab myself far enough in the eye it'll hit my brain and kill me, and trust me, I'm not the... Continue reading
Posted yesterday at Retail Hell Underground
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Hey RHU! Samus here venting some of my own pet peeves. Staff here always does our level best to greet every customer who enters and ask if there is anything they are looking for in particular. At least several times a day we get the people who immediately dismiss us with the "just looking" and yet come up not even 30 seconds later going "where's such-n-such?" I don't know why people think they can find a game faster than us. The second happens when I'm working solo. Sometimes we get a lot of shipment in, and I have to try to process it asap which means my back is turned to one of the registers immediately behind me. I do try to look up and around and make sure everyone is happy but I have so much to do. People will stand in my blind spot and just wait for me to see them. I honestly would prefer a little "excuse me" so I know they need me. Maybe I'm wrong in this? I dunno. Finally is the people who will open say "Well competitor has this for XX.XX." Not sure how much trouble I will get into if I... Continue reading
Posted yesterday at Retail Hell Underground
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From: Sara I worked a bar in college and there were about four salesmen from a local car dealership that came in for happy hour almost every day. I was nice to them cuz they tipped well but they were all pigs in my mind. One day I refused to go on a date with one of them; he was late 40's, I was 22. He was also an asshole and asked me out on a date daily. He grew angry with me picked up the soda dispenser hose and sprayed me with it. All over my face, hair and down my top. I told him to get the Eff out of the bar and told him he was never welcomed back. He tried kissing my butt for days, somehow got my phone number and called apologizing every thirty minutes, even sent flowers to the bar. I had never felt so disrespected in my life. I never spoke to him again, and when he came into the bar I refused to serve him. His buddies always had to buy his beer because I wouldn't sell to him (and my manager wouldn't 86 him). --Sara Continue reading
Posted yesterday at Retail Hell Underground
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From: Jason Thorn I used to work for a tech support company that gave scratchers out as bonuses. I actually won... which meant I had to waste a stamp and wait two months for a $5 quarterly bonus. And they wondered why I couldn't gather the motivation to sell services while providing tech support. They definitely didn't deserve my best... --Jason Thorn Continue reading
Posted yesterday at Retail Hell Underground
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From: Trash Boat I went to the club with my best friend and one of her "casual pals." Afterwards, we hit a Denny's and ordered some breakfast. Casual Pal (who will henceforth be known as "Satan") orders some egg white omelet and wheat bread with no butter. She's trying to watch her weight—no matter that she had already downed 6 shots of tequila at the bar along with some fruity umbrella drink. Our food comes, and Satan looks at her toast. It's wheat, but the chef accidentally buttered it. Satan lost her fucking shit. Satan: "THIS HAS BUTTER ON IT. I TOLD YOU NO BUTTER, BITCH. I FUCKIN' TOLD YOU NO BUTTER. WHAT IS THIS? (pointing) IT'S BUTTER, ISN'T IT." This went on for a solid minute. Like, the longest minute of this server's life. My friend and I were so stunned that we were frozen with fear. Like, I remember feeling like if I moved an inch (let alone say anything), that Satan would lunge at me from across the table and start stabbing me in the face with her high heels. Just demeaning. And horrible. The server, who handled it well and with courage, offered to get her... Continue reading
Posted yesterday at Retail Hell Underground
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From: Michael God I hated selling the extended warranties at the electronic store. I felt bad for the customer when they bought them and I felt bad for myself when they didn't buy them. By which I mean I was dreading the inevitable ten minute long interrogation by the manager about what I did wrong to make the customer not buy the warranty. --Michael Continue reading
Posted 2 days ago at Retail Hell Underground