Tesco
Saw a few posts below about pound shops and how cheap the stuff is. I won't say as to where abouts I worked within the shit hole that nearly ate my soul (Tesco) all I can say is that I became mildly important to my 2 areas. 1 was wines and spirits, where 18 year olds would ask me to tell customers about wine because 'I knew about all that stuff'. I would point to something with a house on the front and say it was 'very earthy but a good all rounder'. I still laugh at all the poor fuckers who'd come in next week and treat me like a god claiming the wine I chose was beautiful (except one posh guy who pointed out that I was showing him a pudding wine). My 2nd department was the back door area - and here's the cheapo shit bit - we took out of date products (potatoes, mushrooms, anything that we could really) and changed the dates on them and stuck them back out. Reduction was a FINAL step in the Tesco way of life. I remember almost being sacked for not reducing 7 roll-cabs full of potatoes that were already a week out of date... when I said "imagine a poor old woman buying these and then finding out that they're moldy? How would you like it if your mum bought some?", my immediate boss replied "My mum's not thick enough to shop here so fuck all the old bastards" and when I refused twice he got a 16 year old from teh produce section to take care of the matter. I also remember a wagon turning up full of out of date things and shed loads of damaged goods. I had to clean rat shit and rotten 'stuff' (I never asked what it was) off random objects that were promptly knocked down by 15% and put on sale near the reductions section. I refused to clear one cage of food as it had maggots and dog shit all inside it so they waited until I went for a brew and made a mentally disabled blind man clean them up and told him the mess was 'just mud'.
Steaming bunch of turds.
Talking of which, never eat Muller yoghurts - I worked there also and the rat shit/yoghurt ratio is frankly alarming.
(Merrick I cure cats with hammers, Mon 7 Jan 2008, 18:32, 3 replies)

Pre-roast Chicken
I drove for Tesco, and I recognise the stories. 400 chickens loaded in the 12 degree compartment? Check. Chucked out on the shop floor as it was Sunday and they'd be cooked that day? Check. Mass outbreak of food poisoning? Check.

Not to mention the trailer still being used after a loader committed suicide in it.
(all my scars face forward possesses 2.5% of a hyperalloy combat chassis, Mon 7 Jan 2008, 22:41, closed)

Tesco.
Every successful suicidal employee, the worlds a wanker short.
(HomeWithTheDownies A towering inferno of penisy pleasure, Tue 8 Jan 2008, 1:41, closed)

Tesco
In my store, they sold an awful lot of meat that the alcoholic butcher had been pissing all over in one of the fridges. At full price.

And then transferred the butcher to the wines and spirits section.
(wellgroomedwookiee is a filthy-minded hobgoblin, Tue 8 Jan 2008, 15:03, closed)