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fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “Items in the back.”

Bottom Text: “are not always more fresh than items on the sales floor.”]

I noticed customers having this tendency as soon as I started working in the produce department of my store. A good part of my job in produce is making sure everything stays adequately stocked. So as I’m doing that customers are always just reaching into the boxes of whatever I have at the time, wanting the “freshest” salad or what have you. Or worse, they demand I get it straight from the back.

Here’s the thing: my department runs out of product really fast, and we get new deliveries daily. So at worst most of the things in my department have only been out for a day, and of course we try to clean out damaged or rotting food! Everything’s pretty fresh.

Don’t try explaining that to a customer though, they just look at you funny.

i worked in seafood, and i understood even on my first day the importance of getting FRESH seafood considering how horrible that stuff got really fast, but what pissed me off were customers who would come in 20 minutes after opening and my case display is just finished with the day’s fish and all the signs and prices in place  and they DEMAND that i get them the “fresh stuff” from the back bc “this stuff is old” um…no.

yesterday’s fish is packaged up on trays and for sale in the self-service cooler. this is done so that everything has a date on it, so i can throw it away after three days if no one buys it. the stuff IN THE CASE is all fresh and new, until the end of the day, when i take it all out, package it and put it in the self service cooler.

SEE HOW THIS WORKS?

yes, the stuff in the back is “fresh” but is often the SAME CASE of fish i got yesterday’s fish from. that case too is dated at rotated, but if you want “fresh fish” (in a landlocked state, mind you) you will suffer with the shit i got in on ice, OUT OF MY CASE. if i could bypass having to set up that damn case everyday and just sell stuff straight out of the back room i would, i would gladly. but since i spent an hour putting all this fish in here on new ice and fresh greens and cleaned signs, you are going to get THIS FISH.

mind you, i put out-dates in the cooler too, in a seperate storage spot bc throwing it straight into the garbage just ASKS for it to stink everything up horribly. in the cooler it stays fresh/not rotting. you want what’s in the back? i dont think you really do….

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “get shampoo display with 1.75 off instant coupons on all of them.”

Bottom Text: “someone steals them all.”]

Actually happened in our cosmetic department, got in a display of Tresemme with $1.75 off instant coupons on every bottle. A week or two later one of the cosmetic girls told me some fucker stole all of them off every bottle on the display, which was unfortunately on the back endcap of an aisle.

People are such greedy bastards.

but did you read those coupons? they cant be stacked. one coupon per one product, per transaction per customer. no one can walk up to the register with 15 bottles and 15 coupons and expect to get the discount, and most stores have policies in place that dont allow a single customer to spam coupons by making a dozen transactions in a row. in the places i have worked, all of them have a “per visit limit” policy.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “YOUR TOTAL IS $80.75.”

Bottom Text: “CUSTOMER HANDS ME EIGHT DOLLARS.”]

So I work at a clothing store, and this woman comes up to the counter with a huge stack of clothes. I ring everything up, and tell her the total is $80.75. She hands me eight dollars.

I mean, I can understand if she didn’t hear me correctly, but did you really think that huge armful of clothes would only be eight dollars?

i had a woman say that i “told” her it was a lower total (whether i misread it or she misheard me) and it was the LAW that she get it for the “quoted price”….like, she argued that if i literally said the wrong amount she would get that lesser amount regardless of what the register wrung up. I told her that was NOT how it worked, that was NOT a law, and furthermore, i didnt tell her the wrong price, i told her exactly what my screen said and she heard something completely different apparently. i told her she either paid the full amount or i would cancel her order and take the next person in line. she screamed she wanted to see the manager. i pointed at my nametag, showing her i WAS the manager, and she threw her shopping basket at me calling me a “fucking con-artist”

ME? I am the one who is a fucking con-artist? really?

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “10 Minutes to close.”

Bottom Text: “Customer needs help in Paint.”]

Yet another Orange Hardware Robin!

I’m a head cashier at my store, but am also trained in paint (among other departments). Our paint department usually leaves at 9, but we’re open until 10. It never fails that when I have to help a customer in paint right before closing, they have no idea what they need!

One night I had a woman who was looking at regular paint, then I realized that she needed the waterproofing stuff for cinder block. I’ve had college students who think they can paint over wood paneling without using a primer. Tonight I had a lady who was trying to decide between two colors of countertop paint. I had to explain to her three times that her best bet was to start with the lighter color, and if it wasn’t what she wanted we can darken it. AFTER the lights went out because we were freakin’ CLOSED she picked the lighter color, I mixed it and she paid and left.

But seriously.. if you’re not going to stay up all night painting you really could wait until the next day to get your paint! Or just do it earlier in the evening so that you’re not keeping us there past closing time.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “Doing recovery.”
Bottom Text: “Discovering new pet peeves.”]

This happens every night I close.

Since I’m a sales associate, I’m pretty much on the floor most of the night. After I finish returns or stock, I end up doing recovery which is basically fixing up the store.

I discover pet peeves every time I do this. It’s like THE PAINT DOESN’T GO THERE or THAT COLOR DOESN’T GO THERE ARE YOU BLIND WHAT or HOW DO YOU FUCK UP RIBBON AND UNRAVEL IT THAT BADLY and it even gets to the point of WHY DO YOU LEAVE YOUR DAMN CARTS IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STORE??!

It’s kinda funny, actually, when it’s not extremely annoying. xD

WHO LEAVES THEIR COFFEE CUPS HERE?

who spilled this and walked away without telling anyone?

why is this item reshelves in the wrong place THREE FUCKING FEET from where they got it?

where are all the hangers? tons of shirts but not a spare hanger in sight, DID SOMEONE STEAL ALL OUR HANGERS?

oh look, another half-eaten and stashed something

why did you have to un fold EVERY DAMN RUG? they are the SAME SIZE! unfolding ONE would have done the trick to give you an idea if it was what you were looking for!

a USED deodorant stick? really? you came in, snatched one, used it, hid it, and left?

YOU PEOPLE MAKE ME SICK!

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “PEOPLE TEND TO FORGET.”

Bottom Text: “I’M A PERSON TOO.”]

am I just being pushy when I ask that some customers recognize I’m just as human as them and I have feelings too? Sometimes basic human decency seems like it’s too much to ask of some people.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “FOR THE LOVE OF GOD.”

Bottom Text: “BE MORE SPECIFIC.”]

Don’t you hate those people who come in expecting you to somehow be able to read their mind?

I had this woman call the store looking for a Sterilite storage container. The conversation went as follows:

“Hello, thanks for calling Target. Can I help you find something?”

“Yes, I’m looking for a Sterilite storange bin.”

There was an awkward pause as I waited for her to continue, but she doesn’t.

“… Okay, what kind were you looking for?”

“There’s one on your website that said to call your store to check the price.”

“Um, okay, but which one were you looking for? Do you have the DCPI?”

“The what? Oh, no, I don’t.”

“No problem. Do you have a specific size you want?”

“Um, I think I want a 34 gallon one. The one with latches on the side.”

“Okay, any preference of color?”

“The one on your website is gray.”

“Okay, I’ll go check for you now.”

After being stopped by another guest and helping them out, I found the one she was looking for on sale. So I hopped back on the phone, really happy I had found it for her.

“Hello, you were looking for the storage bin? Good news, we do have them and they’re on sale for $13.”

“How many do you have?”

“Oh, I couldn’t tell you off the top of my head. How many do you need, exactly? Want me to go and check?”

“No, that’s okay, I don’t think I want it. Thanks for checking.” 

I sat there dumbfounded for a second before finishing with:

“Do you want me to—?”

And then I heard the dial tone. 

I’d be happy to help you find what you’re looking for, but you need to actually TELL me what you’re looking for.

I think the real kicker for me was when she suddenly changed her mind on it. Just… WOW.

killer-pineapples:

kittendesu:

the-cell-block-tango:

astronomyproblems:

Idk if this counts as a peeve more of an art-astronomy pet peeve

but when people draw the cresent moon and where the dark, shaddowed part of the moon is they put in stars

like studdenly that part of the moon is invisible instead of just being in the shadow

like wtf

wait no peOPLE ACTUALLY DO THIS???

 really stupid question though but like, aren’t there stars in front of the moon??? like??? space isn’t two dimensional so someone putting a couple stars in front of the shadow wouldn’t necessarily be wrong?? because aren’t there stars all around in space and?????? im just going to be confused forever frick uvu; 

hun if there was a star infront of the moon we’d be fucking dead

the stars are tiny points of light because they are actually suns that are REALLY far away….the sun is a star, just to make that part clear….

(via ariannestark)

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “TRANS* CUSTOMERS WHOSE PLACES OF RESIDENCE”

Bottom Text: “WON’T LET THEM GET AN ACCURATE ID”]

The fact that various places have so many barriers to this pisses me the fuck off, and it’s especially problematic for younger people who haven’t been able to update their first license (there are a lot of transitioning college students here). There are several items that we need to card for, and since someone got fired recently over cigarettes we’ve been especially strict about IDs. Well, plenty of young people change a little in the years since they got their license, but the average cashier won’t take an ID for a young male-presenting person that has them looking feminine with a feminine name and a “sex” box that says F, especially when that cashier is scared of being fired.

Just. There are places (including where I live) that won’t let you change the information on your license unless you get full surgery, which is next to impossible for a lot of people. It’s just another in a series of microaggressions for someone who just wants to get their smokes or some goddamn cough medicine and ARGH.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “CAN I WEAR MY NEW SHOES OUT OF THE STORE?” “IF YOU DO IT VOIDS YOUR RETURN POLICY” “OKAY I UNDERSTAND”

Bottom Text: “BRINGS THEM BACK LATER ON THE SAME DAY”]

Apologies if this is a bit long!

Okay so where I work (shoe store) our returns policy (written on several signs all around our store, on the back of our receipts and on badges all employees are required to wear) clearly states that all customers have the right to return their shoes within 365 days as long as they are unworn outside and returned in the same condition the shoes were purchased in. One male customer after trying on 11 different pairs of shoes, decided he wanted the first pair he tried on. I was just about to explain the returns policy to him and take his shoes to the till/cash register when he asked if he could wear them out of the store as the shoes he was already wearing were going to be thrown away anyways. I told him he could, just so long as he was aware  that as soon as he did wear them out of the store - he would no longer be able to return them. He told me he completely understood this and wouldn’t be returning them anyways. He goes to the till, pays for the shoes, puts them on and then leaves happily. 2 hours later he returns, recognizes me and tells me he needs to return them as they’re hurting him. I explain to him that we are unable to do that as I told him before and I also tell him that his shoes probably are only hurting as they need to be broken in. He then claimed he was not told this at all and demanded to see my manager. I called my manager over who told him the same thing I did….so hearing this he starts acting like a 5 year old, pushes over a display of UGG boots and shouts to anyone who will listen that the store I work in is a “total f**king joke”.

i had a woman flip out on me once, and smash my whole front counter and displays.

i hadnt wished her a good day bc she was on her cellphone, and i was thus rude.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

Not a Robin but this is how we feel when trying to talk to management, yes?

(I do not know the source link :/)

i AM management, and this is what it’s like trying to get more hours and payroll for the store, to hire new help, to defend the workers they want to fire, fighting against the writeups i am forced to give out, the retarded policies i’m FORCED to enforce, etc. you vilify us managers, but you know, some of us are just the middle guy, getting bitched at by you AND customers, and shit on by corporate and district managers. the teams poor performance is OUR fault and reflects on us.

just saying.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.]

[Top Text: “WHAT PART OF “IT’S OUR STORE POLICY” ”

Bottom Text: “DON’T YOU UNDERSTAND?”]

a woman wanted to return xmas merch she bought on clearance. i explained it was a “final sale” and we couldn’t return it, “store policy” she flipped out and demanded to speak to the manager.

i am the manager.

she turned so red i thought she was gonna have a stroke. >_>

harrypotterconfessions:

 I don’t know, I just think JKR could have expanded a bit. I mean, HarryxGinny AND RonxHermione? I love them both as couples but come on…

i HATE them as couples, and i HATE the next-gen. it was poorly planned, poorly executed, poorly written, and leaves nothing to desire. I think Harry and Hermione or Harry and Luna worked better, Ginny deserves to be more than the little girl in love with Harry Potter. I ship her with Draco, bc that is exactly the opposite of what her family would want, but with Draco gone good at the end, it would be delightfully ironic. Ron needs someone more fun. Hermione acts too much like a mother bossing him around, it would be great to see RON being the more grounded one, possibly him and Luna, so that he could take the wheel with being the more rational one.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “Have awful day at work.”

Bottom Text: “Spend night wondering where your life went wrong.”]

After surviving the holiday rush despite my store trying their damndest to do it with as few people and supplies as possible I should be able to go home and just be happy that I’ve finally escaped the mouth of the beast.

And yet here I am in bed, wondering just how bad I screwed up so that it had to come to the point where things like this are unavoidable and necessary for me to live.

i was standing in traffic a couple days ago, wishing one of the cars would just hit me. i was on my way to work, and being injured or even dying at this point sounds infinitely better than facing that building even one more time.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “ALL AVAILABLE CASHIERS ON REGISTERS”

Bottom Text: “CAN YOU OPEN A LANE FOR ME, I ONLY HAVE ONE ITEM AND THE LINES ARE TOO LONG”]

I don’t understand this. All of our registers were being used, we had all of the people we could on each register, yet this woman demands to get first dibs…and open a register we don’t have????

I don’t care if you only have one item. You’ll wait in like LIKE EVERYONE. ELSE.

i have two registers, but sometimes i am THE ONLY PERSON IN THE STORE, and people demand for me to open the second register. do they want me to ring on BOTH by myself?

dumbasses