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Even When You’re Doing Your Job, It’s Never Enough

, , , , , | Right | May 22, 2023

I’m a self-checkout attendant. When I’m not helping customers, I’m making sure the checkout stations are clean and have enough bags. We’re slammed and I’m bouncing around like a ping-pong ball, scrambling to refill bags in between helping customers. My sole coworker goes to help a scowling woman.

Customer: “She ignored me!”

Coworker: “Hm?”

Customer: “That girl, running around with the bags! I needed help and she ignored me! She’s focused too much on the bags and not enough on the customers!”

My coworker managed to pacify her and send her on her way before coming back to tell me about it. I’m sorry you had to wait an extra ten seconds for my coworker because you slipped my notice?

Pretty Sure The Translation Of “Bless Your Heart” Is “F*** You”

, , , , , | Right | May 22, 2023

On January 6, 2023, i.e., one week after New Year’s Eve, I went to my local big box discount warehouse store to pick up a few pallets of water bottles and shelf-stable milk. I managed to check out relatively quickly and was thinking to myself how nice everyone in the store had been.

As I exited the store and struggled to steer the heavy cart toward the parking lot, a woman at the end of the returns line took her only item out of her cart, turned to face the line, and left her large, empty cart completely blocking my path. I was surprised and spoke out loud, in a regular tone of voice.

Me: “Really?”

Perhaps she was expecting the cart to go on autopilot and return itself? Perhaps she thought the cart, now being of no use to her, was immediately someone else’s problem? Either way, her response was to yell back at me with a very unhappy, aggressive expression on her face:

Woman: “HAPPY NEW YEAR!”

Out of all the possible responses I had expected, this was not one of them.

Me: “You know, it would be happier if you didn’t leave things in the pedestrian area where people are, you know, walking.”

She angrily wrestled the empty cart sort of out of the way but not back where it was supposed to go, and once again, she shouted:

Woman: “HAPPY NEW YEAR!”

At this point, I was a few yards away from her and decided to respond with my own version:

Me: “Well, bless your heart!”

Gotta love Southern passive-aggressiveness!

Not The Time Or Place To Trauma-Dump

, , , , | Right | May 20, 2023

An elderly customer came in to make some returns.

Customer: “My wife just died, and I just got out of the hospital.”

He looked like he was about to collapse, so I offered him a chair and processed his returns as quickly as I could with no questions asked, even though they were past the cut-off date.

The next day, my manager called me in for a meeting.

Manager: “[Customer] called me today about how you behaved during his return. He said you were rude and racist because you didn’t engage him in conversation about the loss of his wife.”

I just stared at my manager in disbelief. One, I’m a clerk, not a therapist. Two, I’m not holding up the line for anyone to have a grief session. Three, I’m agnostic in a well-known religious area, so I’m not going to instigate a conversation where someone expects me to volunteer the comment or agree that their loved one is in Heaven.

Your Lack Of Trying Is Trying My Patience

, , , , , , | Working | May 19, 2023

I ordered some wallpaper through [Home Improvement Store]’s website and paid for it via [Digital Wallet]. It arrived with one roll badly damaged, so I went into the store to return it.

The eighty-year-old woman inexplicably tasked with manning the computer simply could not figure out how to process the return. I stood there for fifteen minutes while she made various attempts, and I was trying not to give off any sense of impatience or make her feel rushed or flustered.

And then, she ultimately concluded:

Employee: “There’s nothing I can do. You should just go away and come back another day.”

Me: “Is there anyone else here who might be able to try?”

She just refused to call anyone. That was a bulls*** experience.

Me: “Just take the wallpaper and my receipt, issue me a store credit for the amount, and then leave a note for someone who knows what they’re doing that explains the situation.”

It shouldn’t be up to me to drive thirty minutes home, only to have to come back the next day and hope that she’s not working and that something magical happened overnight to fix the computers. I was surprised that someone working in customer service thought saying, “Go away and come back another day,” was an adequate resolution.

The Fall Of The Write-Up King

, , , , , , , , | Working | CREDIT: Hyperquizzitist | May 19, 2023

About nine years ago, I worked at a food service job within a retail store. This job was absolutely horrible, as I got written up for anything and everything I did. If I took my breaks, I got a write-up. If I didn’t take my breaks, I got a write-up.

I called out once with a doctor’s note saying that I absolutely could not work, as my illness was highly contagious, and I got a write-up. This was my first time ever calling out, and I gave forty-eight hours of notice. The second and last time was for my grandma’s funeral, which I had requested off and was denied. I was written up then, too.

Any excuse my supervisor could find to write me up, he did. Being in high school at the time, I took this very personally and assumed that I had done something wrong. I worked there for two years, taking each write-up as a “learning opportunity”. However, I finally reached a point where I recognized that it wasn’t my fault, and the malicious compliance began.

In this job, there were add-ons, and these add-ons came with an upcharge. I had customers complain to me constantly about not wanting to be charged extra, but normally, they would just pay it and move on. One customer, however, refused to pay for the add-on but wanted it anyway. I pointed to the sign that said that it would cost extra and tried my best to politely explain to her that I couldn’t give it to her without charging her. She demanded to speak to my manager.

I happily called the manager over, as at that time the leader was also my area supervisor — each day there was an overall leader which would cycle, but each department had its own supervisor as well. [Manager] was employed through the retail store specifically. Regardless, I thought that surely [Manager] would have my back, as he knew the most about the rules that I had to follow. I was very, very wrong.

After listening to the customer, [Manager] proceeded to yell at me in front of her.

Manager: “The customer is always right, and you are not paid to argue with her. Give her what she wants, and do not charge her for any of it!”

He also informed her that I would be written up for this, and I was.

From that moment on, whenever a customer complained about having to pay for an add-on, I didn’t charge them for it. If they demanded their items for free, stating that they didn’t like them or had a bad experience in the past, I gave them to them for free. After all, the customer said that they shouldn’t have to pay for them, so who was I to argue?

Of course, he meant that I shouldn’t “argue” to the point of the manager being called, but he didn’t specify, and I didn’t want to be written up for it again, nor did I care to follow a “do as I mean, not as I say” policy anymore. It didn’t take long for the people who worked in the actual retail store to learn that they could also get add-ons for free if they complained about it, as at the time that they were ordering, they were technically customers. Since each add-on cost between sixty cents and a dollar, and most customers wanted more than one add-on, the company was losing an average of two to three dollars per transaction on the add-ons alone, not even considering the customers who got their entire orders for free.

Of course, two to three dollars doesn’t seem like much, but it was enough to catch the attention of my district supervisor. [District Supervisor] was employed by the food service company, and her job was to oversee the branches that were inside retail stores. [District Supervisor] was very nice and respected the employees who worked with her company, regardless of if they weren’t employed directly by her company, as was my case.

She first asked [Manager] why our location appeared to be less profitable than other locations and less profitable than it had been a few months previously. He tried to pin it on me, saying that I was stealing from the company by giving my friends and coworkers free items.

[District Supervisor], understanding how serious an accusation that was, insisted on speaking with me alone. I expected to be fired, but she instead asked me why profits had gone down. I explained to her what [Manager] had told me about the customer always being right, and how I had gotten written up and didn’t want to be written up again, so I followed his instructions word for word. For the first time since starting this job, someone took my side! She agreed that not charging for those add-ons would explain the loss she was seeing and that how [Manager] handled the situation was unprofessional and entirely against policy.

Having [Manager] accuse me of stealing to protect himself was my last straw, and I put in my two weeks’ notice that same day. Our human resources representative had apparently taken notice of how [Manager] was treating me, as her exact words were, “It’s about time; I’m glad you’re finally standing up for yourself.” With my consent, she altered some of the dates to make my end date a week earlier than it should have been since the schedule had not been written yet. To this day, I think of her as my guardian angel.

Shortly after my last shift, I was informed by my friends that [Manager] no longer worked there, either. [District Supervisor] was so upset with him that she called his supervisor and launched an investigation into his behavior. As it turns out, I was not the only one he would write up without a legitimate reason. They were also incredibly upset that he directly caused an unnecessary loss in profits. He could not blame me for it, as it was his words, and many people corroborated that he had said the same to them at one point or another. I was just the first to maliciously comply with his request, thus bringing his behavior to the attention of someone in a higher position than him. He was fired, effective immediately.