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Ilia
in my own little world...
I love writing fantasy and retail-hell stories.
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From: Breanna5395 I've been a server for about two and half years. I work at an Italian restaurant, and just got a second job at a large chain restaurant. And let me tell you, training at this second job has been not the best. I understand that the other servers might not know that I've served before, but some are acting like I have no clue what I'm doing. For example I was getting a tray of food ready to go out by pouring steamed broccoli from its bag into a bowl, and the server whose tray it was took the bag right out of my hands as if I was going to mess it up. How can you mess up putting broccoli in a bowl? Then I was running food for that same server (policy at this job to run everybody's food) and she ran up to the table and said, "I'm so sorry about this," while I was serving the food. Sorry about what? That I made sure the food came out hot when the server was unavailable? Then someone else ran a tray of food for another server, lost the ticket for it, and the server whose table it was blamed me. Even when I explained that it wasn't me, she told the manager it was my fault the ticket was gone. Also, everyone is acting like I can't carry a tray. I picked up a tray of food in one hand and a plate of bread in the other and another server swore I was going to drop it. I carry more food than this at once at my other job and I've never dropped it. I'm just frustrated. I haven't been a server forever but I have done it long enough to not have to... Continue reading
Posted 1 hour ago at Retail Hell Underground
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From: duggrr Where I live we have a street dubbed furniture row. There must be 15 or 20 furniture shops in about a 4 mile stretch, so when I was in the market for a new set for my living room, I headed that way. I didn't have a huge budget, and I eventually settled on one of the less expensive places and found a couch, table and recliner that were within my budget. The couch and table had to be ordered, but the recliner was one of several on the floor. Since I was there with my brother-in-law who had a truck big enough to carry it, we went ahead and took it home that day. I was told the other two items would be delivered to my apartment in the next couple of weeks. Given that assurance, I sold my other couch and table a week or so later. So the couple of weeks go by and I don't have my furniture, nor has anyone from the store called to give me an update. It really wasn't that big of a deal in all honesty because it was just me and my two cats and I wasn't entertaining anyone at my place in that time period. Another couple of weeks go by and I still haven't heard anything nor been given any furniture. It's been a month now, so I figure it's time to follow up. I call the store and they told me the manufacturer was having some issues but that it should only be another week. OK, no biggie. I am a pretty patient person and I really liked what I had picked out. I was willing to continue waiting. Two more weeks pass and no furniture nor any communication from the store. My patience is... Continue reading
Posted 5 hours ago at Retail Hell Underground
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From: ScooterTheMartini I got a job working at an office supply store. The store wasn't gonna be opening for another 2 weeks. So the GM had every employee come in one day and told all of us that we'll be training at 1 of the 2 stores in town. I find out that I'm going to a store that NOBODY else is going too. Out of 25+ employees working at the new store, I'm the only one going to a store by myself. Everyone else gets to train together at the other store. Thanks, GM! ...Not. So, the next day I'm supposed to start my training and I drive to the store I've been assigned to train at. When I get there, I tap on the sliding doors to get someone's attention. They look at me confused like, "Who the hell is that?" A manager gets called over and the employee points at me. They talk for a minute and the manager comes walking over to the sliding doors. She opens it a little and says "Sorry, we're not opened yet." "I know. I'm supposed to start training here." I reply back. "Oh? Nobody mentioned anything to me." She replied. "My GM from the new store opening assigned me to this store to be trained. She said she will call the stores to let them know they will have trainees." I said. "Oh. Well, let me go look on the desk for any papers I might've missed and if I still don't see anything, I'll call the GM of your store." She replied. Now, it's 7am and it snowed overnight and is currently snowing as I'm talking to her. I asked if I could come in and she told me I couldn't until I've been verified. She comes back about... Continue reading
Posted yesterday at Retail Hell Underground
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From: Urathis So everyone knows the cliche about how college kids are poor or unstable financially. I am no stranger to this and have since learned that splurging when I have a little throw around cash usually ends up the worst possible scenario. Recently I got a very nice pay check from work and as an added bonus I got the glorious refund check that gives college kids like myself the opportunity to buy things they need: clothes, nutritional groceries, and the basics. I decided to get something for my work that was going to require an investment of about 300 or so dollars: a suit. I decide that the best place to go that should have good quality is the store suit store that guarantees you'll look good. I walk into the store and see everyone is sort of busy so I do the typical customer thing by putting on a slightly confused face and walking around looking like I need help. Finally an older gentleman, whom I shall name Rob, comes over and asks if I need help. I told him that I am interested in buying a suit and he gives me a sort of once over. I admit it was my lazy day and I came in wearing ripped jeans and an old Star Wars shirt, but the look on his face held doubts as to me actually purchasing anything. We walked over to the suit section and had me try on a coat to see what size I am and proceed to look at suits. I tell him my work usually favors dark colors for suits and he happily obliges by taking out a rather expensive suit. I wore this reaction well as he then asked me what my budget was to which I said... Continue reading
Posted yesterday at Retail Hell Underground
"In reviewing your technique, sir, you have neither the skill nor the talent to pull either of them off. Have a good day!"
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From: PrestigeWorldwide00 While waiting tables at an Italian restaurant chain, I encountered a table of older men. I've had some obnoxious guests before, but these men were the "dirty old men" kind who made no secret that they were leering at me and trying to make suggestive comments whenever possible. All I wanted to do was get them their food and get them out of there. Thinking I was successful, I bring the check. One of them says, "Thanks, sweetheart. Say, do you know the difference between sugar and sweet-n-low?" Caught off guard, I respond with the obvious, "Sugar is sugar and sweet-n-low is artificial sweetener." "No," the dirty old man responds. "This is sugar:" [makes a kiss-face.] "THIS is sweet-n-low:" [makes a sexual gesture with his tongue and fingers.] --PrestigeWorldwide00 Continue reading
Posted yesterday at Retail Hell Underground
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From: zombiemeow So, backstory: I work in a deli in a very high-volume grocery store. I could write a memoir about the various customers I've encountered, but sometimes it's those jerks with a clipboard and a god complex that don't exactly ease the pain of slicing lunch meat at minimum wage. We have four managers, and 75% of them are wonderful human beings. ...But then there's "Julie." When she was first transferred to this location (which should have been my first hint) I adored her. However, her tendency to disappear at her leisure for hours at a time-- during the closing shift, no less-- and her demands that we never converse with our coworkers unless strictly business-related has made her notorious in our department. She seems very sweet, however, which makes her dangerous. But if you aren't beguiled by the trappings of pet names and gushy compliments, you'll find a pretty shitty person underneath. So, we had a new girl and Julie asks me to train her. I wasn't given any notice until there was some nervous trainee standing right in front of me-- hell, I didn't even know we had a new girl-- but, whatever. I accepted. We ended up being slammed and understaffed, and a notorious regular showing up at 9:58 (guess our closing time!) pointing to the time display on his cell phone only iced the cake. The girl called the store and quit the next day. I didn't blame her, especially given that about half of our newbies run for the hills within the first week anyway. Wellp, I was chatting with a non-Julie manager during an off-time and when I mentioned as a side detail that I was training the unfortunate rookie, she stops me mid-sentence to inform me that Julie was supposed to he... Continue reading
Posted 2 days ago at Retail Hell Underground
What did they expect? I went out pricing TV's a few months ago. They only had two that matched the size I needed, and both brands were the worst picture quality of all the TV brands. They were also more expensive than all the others I had tried before and after them. And not by a little bit. Their markup had them $75 above the closest price match.
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From: thismakesmesomad Last night, sometime after 1AM, I went to the 24 hour convenience store chain that is on every corner to use the ATM. I just recently moved a few blocks, and this one was closer to my new house than the location I usually frequent, so I do not think I ever stopped at this particular location before. As I walked in, an employee greeted me as per usual and I made my way around the store in search of the ATM because I did not know where it was and each location is different. I realized that the ATM was located within a small alcove to the left of the main entrance. Strangely, an old man wearing a plain black hat that said, "security" was sitting on a stool or something next to the counter and close to the ATM. This chain does not usually have security guards, by the way. As I walked past him, he gave me an odd look and I said, "I was just looking for the ATM." As I turned to use the ATM, he did not face me, but started mumbling, "Weren't you in here the other night? I think I saw you in here the other night with two guys." I did not really pay attention at first, but I said something back like, "I don't think I was in here the other night." This is where it got really strange. The man suddenly yelled to the employees, "Wasn't she the one who came in the other night and clogged the toilet up?" The employee who greeted me told him "No," but the "security" man continued, getting the attention of the other employee, an older woman. "She was the one who came in here the other night and clogged up... Continue reading
Posted 2 days ago at Retail Hell Underground