I am extremely disappointed in RHU for posting this dsgusting, racist meme. Shame on you! And by the way, I won't be visiting this site any more.

Oh, Stringoffate3, no! You can't just take the peanuts off, and you certainly can't expect the customer to do it! When someone orders a dish with no peanuts they usually have a peanut allergy. A severe allergy can be triggered by just a few molecules of peanut transferred onto something they've touched -- in extreme cases, just the smell (which is caused by molecules entering your nose) can cause anaphylactic shock. Your customer could have died!

This is just infuriating. Not only that these hypocrites thought it was funny to mistreat their waitress stiff her on the tip and salve their consciences by giving her a church pamphlet instead, but that they believe anything goes until they get caught by their authority-figure -- at which point they turn into contrite little boys.

No, this was marketed to young women, not little girls. I remember it well. It was extremely popular and really did smell very nice. At the time a childlike quality in adult women was considered normal and yes, sexy. It wasn't a symptom of latent pedophiliac tendencies until at least a decade or more later.

"An octogenarian woman approaches. She purchases bras and lingerie. I cry on the inside. It is too early for these images." Wow, Tom, that's pretty ageist and sexist of you. And what are you doing, visualizing your customers in the garments they're purchasing? Just -- eww! There's nothing that makes a woman feel more feminine and well-groomed than nice bras & lingerie. How wonderful that this lady can indulge in it when so many women her age are forced into tanks and Depends.

That's an unpleasantly familiar sight! I once bought a 'whole chicken in a can' -- in quotes because it certainly wasn't -- and when I wrote a letter of complaint to the manufacturer I got a letter back saying, in effect, "You can't expect us to actually pack a whole chicken into a can, you moron."

OK, the kid was a little jerk. But what appalls me is that Mom didn't bat an eye over the profanity and wasn't too upset with the drugs and alcohol, was merely uncomfortable with the lawbreaking and extreme violence, but went ballistic over nudity. If kids saw more nakedness and less violence this would be a much happier world.

I know for a fact there was some great ElfQuest cosplay at ComiCon this year but instead you show umpteen iterations of Boba Fett. BOOOOOOO!

Throwing things contemptuously is always rude. But these days a lot of people are leery of being touched, so what I usually do as a customer is count out my money onto the counter while saying what it is, then sliding it to the clerk's edge so it's easy to scoop up. If I have to hand my card to the clerk -- rarely -- I hold it by the edge closest to me and extend it so s/he can take it by the edge closest to them.

Nothing wrong with this at all. The notice about the giblets is just a CYA document -- packaged poultry rarely has all the giblets it used to because it's more profitable to sell them for pet food. But keep a look-out for "C Grade" poultry; it often has torn skin or even a missing wing or leg, but is otherwise the same quality as "Grade A" for half the price.

I worked for several years in the corporate offices of a huge temp agency that mostly provided day laborers. For the first few years I worked in dispute resolution, handling cases where the customer felt they shouldn't have to pay all -- or any -- of our charges. Then I got transferred to the lien department, putting liens on construction projects -- our biggest customer base -- and releasing them when the bill was paid. Friends from the dispute resolution department warned me when I got transferred to watch my back, that the manager had a reputation for liking to fire people. Sure enough, I was set up to fail almost from day one. As the only non-smoker in the department, I worked like a demon while the manager and her buddies went outside once an hour for at least 10 minutes to smoke, yet I got the stink eye if I played computer solitaire on my proper breaks. As the only non-Christian in the department, I was treated with suspicion and bombarded with crappy religious music from the manager's radio. My desk was directly under an A/C vent that blew freezing air on me, requiring me to wear my coat, a knitted cap and fingerless gloves all day. We had gnats. The girl in the cubicle across from me wore perfume I was highly allergic to and she refused my desperate pleas not to wear it; but as she was the VP's granddaughter nothing was ever done. And then one day the manager called me into the conference room and informed me they were 'moving in a different direction' and I was fired. I stood up, slapped her on the back, and said, "Well, you gotta do what you gotta do." Her face fell. "Oh," she said forlornly. "I expected you to cry." Six months later I learned she had in turn been fired. Karma's a bitch.

Retail Hell Underground can now close up shop. You win!

Something's wrong here. If that beanbag is 6 ft. in diameter, that woman is only 4 ft. tall!

A shop I hung out at years ago did that for their advertising at an outdoor event -- one side of a $20, advertising on the other side, folded just like that & dropped on the ground all over the park. I was there the day they were visited by the Feds and politely if chillingly informed that was counterfeiting at worst and defacing currency at least, and if continued would land them in the pen. But somehow churches get a pass? And don't get me started on the smug self-righteousness (not to mention cheapness) of leaving something like that as a 'tip.' There's a special place in hell for people like that!

From a manager's/scheduler's perspective, asking employees to request time off 2 weeks in advance probably sounds reasonable. But most social invitations are offered just a few days -- a week if everyone's thinking ahead -- before the event. This means that retail slaves have almost no social life. Sucky.

TygerTech, I understand that. I've worked my share of retail. All I'm saying is that while it's one thing to get sick of it and quite another to be pissed off. Most people who say it mean well, and in interaction with the public, meaning well is a very good thing.

I've read this complaint over and over, and have had enough. I'm sure it gets old very quickly (I was a retail cashier the year the Laughing Bag came out for Xmas; oh, God...) But if you appreciated why people told the 'it must be free' joke maybe that fake smile you're so proud of would be a little less fake. Don't you realize that people say that in an attempt to ease YOUR potential embarrassment? Your machine has malfunctioned. You don't know how much the item is and must inconvenience the customer while you find out. And rather than scream at you as some people do, they tell a lame joke to demonstrate they're not mad and ease the tension. Wow, they're such awful people.

A Hallmark shop I worked in had its usual assortment of NATs but also one regular visitor who nearly drove us to distraction. He had some sort of emotional problems and while he was quiet and inoffensive there was definitely something a bit creepy about him. We started noticing that whenever he'd been there many of the cards where he'd been browsing were deliberately damaged and had to be discarded. Hallmark shops exist on a pretty small margin (which is why most of them carry so many things besides Hallmark) and our little shop couldn't afford the loss. We couldn't confront him because we had no actual proof. So the boss hit upon a great idea: whoever saw the guy first was to drop whatever they were doing and just follow him around, staring. We were not to speak to him or approach him, just stand at the end of whatever aisle he was in and stare. Well, it worked like a treat! After about 5 minutes he fled. A couple of days later he came in, and we repeated the treatment. A couple of days after THAT, and the boss gets a phone call from the guy's therapist wanting to know why we are discriminating against a disabled Vet. Boss explains the situation. Therapist says "Oh, he's doing that again? I'll deal with it." Seems he lived in the nearby VA mental health facility where they KNEW his history of vandalizing merchandise and they still let him go shopping by himself.

Not bizarre at all. Classical era wooden armor -- reproductions, of course. Worn over thick quilted undergarments, it was surprisingly effective against sword cuts and arrow-fire. They did a whole episode about Asian armor on MythBusters.

This is way more humane than some. A company I once worked for had to reduce its workforce by 50% due entirely to upper management misreading the signs of imminent catastrophic change in the industry that made up most of their customer base. One day during the height of the lay-offs the CEO posted a magazine article on the bulletin board, titled "The Great Game of Business." In a rage, I ripped it down and took it in to my supervisor's office, slammed it on her desk and said "It may be a game to him but it's life and death to the people he's firing!"

All the Dollar Tree/Dollar Store/Dollar Mart stores have good crafts aisles. It's all made in the same Chinese factories as the stuff you buy at Michaels (I refuse to even mention H**** L****) just a bit less lush.

OK, I don't see what the problem is here. And it's certainly not about 'entitlement.' Believe it or not, Sunset Blvd winds through the foothills between Hollywood and the ocean, and there are lots of trails for horseback riders. These guys couldn't very well go inside and leave their horses -- they could easily have been stolen.