Shops and Supermarkets
I used to work in a supermarket where the girl on the deli counter cut off the top of her finger in the meat slicer, but was made to finish her shift before going to hospital. You can now pay £100 to shoot zombies in the store's empty shell, haunted by poor dead nine-finger deli girl. Tell us your tales of the old retail experience, from either side of the counter
( , Thu 10 May 2012, 13:50)
I used to work in a supermarket where the girl on the deli counter cut off the top of her finger in the meat slicer, but was made to finish her shift before going to hospital. You can now pay £100 to shoot zombies in the store's empty shell, haunted by poor dead nine-finger deli girl. Tell us your tales of the old retail experience, from either side of the counter
( , Thu 10 May 2012, 13:50)
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Shopmobility scooters
Reading Tesco Quality's post about life in Boots reminds me of a holiday job I had there once. 7am starts, box stacking, printing shelf tickets, it made for a loooong day. Sometimes we'd relieve the bordom by trampling on some 3 for 2 chocolate gift sets out the back, then putting them in damaged stock which meant they'd be written down to 20p and sold in the staffroom at lunch. Other times we'd just eat the chocolates out the back..
Anyway, in my few months there, we only had 1 really odd customer. I was quite a strong lad, 6ft2 and handy. A call came over the tannoy for me to go upstairs to the photo lab. An old biddy, must have been about 20 stone and looking like she wouldn't be able to support her own weight on her chubby little legs, had come into the store on her borrowed shopmobility scheme scooter. She'd gone in the lift to the first floor, then the battery had packed up and she couldn't move.
It turns out that the gearing in these scooters means you literally cannot push them, and being the big metal council scooters, they must weigh about 10 stone before the added 20 stone of flabbergranny on top.
She refused to get of it saying she couldn't walk, we tried to call the council to get through to shop mobility but they weren't much use, and then some crazy old woman in the crowd started shouting and screaming that it was our fault, can't we just call the AA or the RAC, why don't we have a spare charger in store etc. Some other coffin dodgers joined in about how it was unacceptable, what are we going to do about it, she can't just sit there etc.
To make it worse, old biddy was completely blocking the till in front of the photo shop and just sat there looking pissed off like she was going to kill someone. About 20 minutes later a fella from the scooter people turned up with a replacement battery and she was jolted back into life.
It's a fucking pharmacy, tampon & shampoo store, not a garage. Don't blame me love!
( , Wed 16 May 2012, 11:09, 2 replies)
Reading Tesco Quality's post about life in Boots reminds me of a holiday job I had there once. 7am starts, box stacking, printing shelf tickets, it made for a loooong day. Sometimes we'd relieve the bordom by trampling on some 3 for 2 chocolate gift sets out the back, then putting them in damaged stock which meant they'd be written down to 20p and sold in the staffroom at lunch. Other times we'd just eat the chocolates out the back..
Anyway, in my few months there, we only had 1 really odd customer. I was quite a strong lad, 6ft2 and handy. A call came over the tannoy for me to go upstairs to the photo lab. An old biddy, must have been about 20 stone and looking like she wouldn't be able to support her own weight on her chubby little legs, had come into the store on her borrowed shopmobility scheme scooter. She'd gone in the lift to the first floor, then the battery had packed up and she couldn't move.
It turns out that the gearing in these scooters means you literally cannot push them, and being the big metal council scooters, they must weigh about 10 stone before the added 20 stone of flabbergranny on top.
She refused to get of it saying she couldn't walk, we tried to call the council to get through to shop mobility but they weren't much use, and then some crazy old woman in the crowd started shouting and screaming that it was our fault, can't we just call the AA or the RAC, why don't we have a spare charger in store etc. Some other coffin dodgers joined in about how it was unacceptable, what are we going to do about it, she can't just sit there etc.
To make it worse, old biddy was completely blocking the till in front of the photo shop and just sat there looking pissed off like she was going to kill someone. About 20 minutes later a fella from the scooter people turned up with a replacement battery and she was jolted back into life.
It's a fucking pharmacy, tampon & shampoo store, not a garage. Don't blame me love!
( , Wed 16 May 2012, 11:09, 2 replies)
You can move them
there's usually a lever at the back somewhere which disengages the brakes/gears and then you're in neutral.
( , Wed 16 May 2012, 11:48, closed)
there's usually a lever at the back somewhere which disengages the brakes/gears and then you're in neutral.
( , Wed 16 May 2012, 11:48, closed)
This is what i really hate
People who get something for free, and think they deserve better.
She managed to get all the way to the shop on her own, but those few extra yards going round the shop?
Jesus some people are lazy.
( , Wed 16 May 2012, 17:33, closed)
People who get something for free, and think they deserve better.
She managed to get all the way to the shop on her own, but those few extra yards going round the shop?
Jesus some people are lazy.
( , Wed 16 May 2012, 17:33, closed)
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