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Store Manager | 12.08.08:
Bad Moods, Podcasts, Development, Bad Customers, Mood Changing
Supervisors, The Porn Police, Big Unpaid Bill Results In The Police,
and The Perfect End To A Night's Work. New Music Of The Day: DJ Kronik - Made You Look vs Summer Breeze Today I am in a foul mood. And the best bit is, there is no reasoning behind it. Not even I know why I am in a bad mood. But I am. I am having to try so hard not to take it out on the customers. As for The Bombshell, well, I am trying to stay out of his way, but he keeps interfering. Checking I've done everything right. And it is truely beginning to wind me up. So, as I have been promising for a long time, Podcasts are back! I know yesterday's podcast broke off at the end. My apologies, but there was a problem with the hosting company. They didn't convert the file correctly, so it got cut off. However, we have a new podcast host now and they are way more professional. So, tomorrow I will recreate yesterday's podcast and upload it to the host so you can listen, if you so desire! I actually spent a long time last night playing with the podcast system. And having listened to my own podcast back, I want give huge thanks to Hearwho.com. The guy that runs it is fantastic when it comes to feedback (I had a reply to my little e-mail about how good they were within 15 minutes) and I am loving the not too but still a little synthetic voice. Then I spent about 2 hours trying to find storage. You see the problem is this - I don't make much from this site, and so paying for storage is out of the question. Same goes for paying server bandwidth costs. So I needed free storage with unlimited bandwidth. I tried a couple of places and both sucked, but then I found the new home for our storage. They are awesome and are giving me pretty profesional tools for nothing. So, we love them. Now, I know I complained about customers last night, but I had one who really took the biscuit last night. He came up to me, slammed a can of Red Bull down and then said "Number 8 and this sh*t, yeah mate?" I mean, seriously, what was the best reply he was expecting to get from me? Did he want me to agree with his opinion of the quality of the Red Bull? These kind of people make me despair about society today. I mean, this wasn't a kid, it was an adult. Possibly with a child, and possibly raising it to be as rude and obtuse as he was being. I know that that is quite a leap to make, but the thing is, even if kids see that kind of behavior from an adult, then they will begin to think that this kind of behaviour is acceptable. I'm going to elaborate on this part a little later in the post, so I'm not going to spoil it. But The Bombshell was really irritating last night. He began in a really bad mood, and stayed in his bad mood until he had finished working everything in the warehouse, and then suddenly asked me if I had seen that he bought a film yesterday. When I told him that I saw he had, he told me it was a really good film and that he had really enjoyed it. These mood swings are really beginning to bug me. I mean, what reasonable person grunts and gestures at his workers when he's trying to communicate, and then only uses his words when he feels like it! Then later on in the night before the delivery arrived, we had the police come in. They just been checking out some kids on our forecourt who had come out of one of the forest car parks at 3 in the morning, and therefore looked like they were up to no good. Seems they weren't. Shame. But then the police told me about someone they had found earlier, who had blood all over the front of his car, but his car wasn't damaged at all. So they asked to see inside his car and he had womens clothes in the back seat, and his shirt was all ripped up and a copy of Bizarre. When they asked who the clothes were, he said his. Then they asked about the blood and his reply was "Oh, it's ok, I'm a vampire". They arrested him. So the policeman who came in asked whether we stocked Bizarre, because he wanted to look at it. I told him we didn't and it was a shame, and he agreed. Then I explained that it was because Mrs DJ is in charge of the magazines, and she thinks that it's disgusting. He laughed and said "When you sell porn?" I agreed and even his female partner agreed with me. I said that the manager said he won't stock non mainstream adult material. He said "So boobs and bits are fine, but latex isn't?" And once the delivery came in, we just worked like demons. We finished 5 cages of chilled in an hour and a half, then finished another 5 cages of ambient in 2 hours. Not too bad. Even Queen Chav agreed that we had done really well. Praise indeed. And then I had a no means of payment. I hate these. It's when someone comes in and they can't pay for their fuel because they forgot their wallet or something similar. This guy had £174 of fuel, and then his card was declined. So what was his reaction? Well, he stood and chewed gum, gave me the bare minimum details, and then said "I ain't got time to be standing around filling in paperwork mate, see ya!" and left. Which is kind of unfortunate for him. You see, we're a business, not a charity, and we can't really afford to lose £174 of fuel. So Queen Chav delighted me by calling the police. When I asked if it was overkill, she grinned and said "He should have brought a card in that worked. Or waited. Either way, no need to just walk off is there? He wants to make it our problem? I'll make it his." We have a regular customer who really annoys me. He is always stoned, but today he made an exception. He came in drunk instead. At six thirty in the morning. I mean, seriously, what decent person comes into a supermarket or even a petrol station drunk at 6 in the morning? Anyway, so by ten past seven, when I left, he still hadn't left the first aisle. He was still walking up and down it aimlessly, picking things up and putting them in his basket. Bless. I mean, he's pretty good natured, and he doesn't steal anything. Although he does mess up our facing up by crashing into the shelving. But he always pays for everything, including the things he breaks. Actually, even the things he eats on the way around. I quite often get given wrappers and he says "sorry, ate it, I got a bit hungry shopping." Nice, but when there are two people, and we both want to go for a cigarette, and we can't leave the store unattended, he becomes annoying. Lastly for today, I got a lovely little ending to my shift. Queen Chav and The Bombshell shouting and arguing at each other. It started when he went up to her and said "There are two cages in back. I go to home now." Queen Chav: "Good morning to you too, and no, you are going to do a proper hand over for once." Bombshell: "Yeah, I must always do. No other duty manager, just you. F*ck." Queen Chav: "Ain't you happy today." Me: "Has been all night." Queen Chav: "You've been like this all night?" Me: "And all of yesterday too?" Queen Chav: "What is your problem? Why can't you be happy?" Bombshell: "Yeah, sure, I smile always, then I be happy. F*ck that." Queen Chav: "So why are you in a bad mood?" Bombshell: "I must always work the saturday. Is sh*t." Queen Chav: "Why?" Bombshell: "I am the bored on the saturday." Queen Chav now mocking him: "I am the bored. Yeah? Why don't you do some work for a change then you won't be bored!" Bombshell: "On saturday I am work the warehouse, the chiller, the loading bay, everything. Then I am tidy. What else must I do?" Queen Chav: "Wow. What a f ing hero." Their argument moves into the chiller but I can't hear what they are saying. Then they come out of the chiller and glare at each other. Queen Chav: "So, that's all worked yeah?" Bombshell: "Yes" Queen Chav: "Well, thank you for all your hard work and see you after my holiday!" Me: "I love the way you argue and scream, then just calm down in a split second." Queen Chav: "What the f is his problem? Never mind. See you!" Permalink | |
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