I fucking hate customers. Oh, I know they’re the ones who are technically paying my wage and I respect that. But seriously, when people come into my store and take something off the rack and decide against it, it doesn’t belong on the rack BESIDE the item, or on top, or on the floor, you can hang it back where it came from. It’s really not that hard. Or when they’re standing looking at something and instead of getting it themselves, have to ask me to dig through and get them their size. That’s NOT my job, get your own damn clothes! I’m here to HELP you if you can’t find what you’re looking for, NOT to show you everything in the store, NOT to get what you want off the rack, and most DEFINITELY NOT at work to clean up your coffee cups, and other garbage left on the floor.
I understand that this was MY choice to work in retail, but people should have respect for the store they’re in too! Yes, I know there was a bitch about people being in the store five minutes before close not too long ago… I just had to add to it.
Also, when taking something off the rack and you don’t want it, there’s no need to flip the entire hanger around and hook the fucking thing from behind. The ENTIRE STORE is NOT like that, I think you could notice… plus, that’s NOT how you got it you stupid fuckin’ shithead. —Retail Worker
This article appears in Mar 11-17, 2010.
Without any customers there are no wages to pay, no store to open so keeping customers happy is more than a technicality, it is vital to your paycheque. Being helpful is part of your job. As a customer I just don’t return to stores where the salesclerk has an attitude or is less than helpful. Nor do I bother with the purchase I was hoping to make. Offering to find the right size for a customer is part of your job. Paste a smile and just do it. With an attitude like this I predict a very brief retail career.
I predict a very short life with anger like that.
Yes people are morons, lazy selfish douchebags and they treat retail stores like a barn.
I don’t get it either how they can take a red dress off a rack in front of them then look around confused like they had no idea where it came from and hang it backwards in front of some black pants. Just smile at them while thinking about what a brainless fucktard they are.
But honestly…hate to hijack your bitch…but I gotta say this one because you have it easy if a turned around hanger is the worst thing about your day because last week someone SHIT in a dressing room at the store I work for!!!!
I don’t mean a baby either…a real adult steaming pile of shit!
Af you closethe sstore witout any customers they wiill not be HAPPY. YOU NEED TO SHUT THE FUCK UP ASSHOLE I HATE YHIS SITE AND YOUR FACE.
It’s your job -suck it up. You’re lucky to be employed. I leave things like this at clothing stores because I can’t fold as well as clothing store employees and I hate those stupid hangers that pants come on. Most good employees know if they’re out of my size already and where the sizes are indicated, that’s why I ask before going through every item on the rack myself. I also like to leave the items visible so they don’t think I’ve shoplifted them. Learn to enjoy your work or do something else. The garbage I agree with.
For your sanity and the sanity of the general populace (esp those that patronize your establishment): get a new fucking job. If you let this shit eat at you, then it’s obvious retail just isn’t your thing.
Find a nice solitary office somewhere, OP.
The problematic customers in the OB seem kinda docile compared to some of the psychos I’ve encountered at work.
good god I’ve been working at the same strip mall for 3 years
/3am unpleasant realization
I worked for a few months at Park Lane once. Boy oh boy did we get some crazy weirdos there. That mall’s a bit fucked! Unlike Scotia Square, which seems to be Bitchers’ and PSSTers’ favourite hangouts, it doesn’t even have a food court to hang out in, but at least it does have a theatre. Ohh, and Sweet Retreat! Ever an old fave.
then i guess you will be seeking another job soon, i might just be the one you are bitching about. if you were hired to do a job, THEN YOU DO THE JOB, ALL ASPOECTS OF IT, INCLUDING HLPING TO FIND SHIT.
Suck it up buttercup. You chose your current career in the customer service sector and it is your job to service the customers who visit the business. I am tired of hearing people who work in customer service complaining of having to provide customer service. Get a new job if you dont like it. Thats what you job entails.
hey shitty, i bet you used to work that type of thing yourself, judging by the way you sound and act here. gee ya thunk a godo edemucation wood hep yuo alls.
and yes, we hate you too.
btw, guys, the spelling was deffinately intentional.
ummmmm, you work in retail. All of those things are your job. You moron. Now go find me that blue sweater in large.
Thank you.
Your first sentence sums up your attitude about your job. On one hand you don’t want the customer rummaging around and putting things back improperly, and on the other you want the customer to find their own clothes? I find rummaging around for my size messes up the display more than having the clerk find me my size, but now I will happily rummage through, leaving the mess, since I know now that it’s not part of your job description. FYI, I hang clothes back improperly, and I sometimes leave clothes in a heap after I leave the change room. 🙂
i am stuck with el’s steaming poop pile…i have never encountered that in my many moons on the planet
I worked at a store where people pooped, peed and had sex in the changing rooms. And, that was the best (?) of it. I once found poop on the floor. But, the winner has to be the lady who shit while in the checkout line. I guess she had no underwear on and it just plopped to the floor. Thinking she might have a medical condition or something, one of my co-workers pointed it out. She just shrugged her shoulders and kept on going.
I have come to the conclustion that people are just weird.
That is actually called CUSTOMER SERVICE. And YOU work in the customer industry. So start serving and stop whinning. I know it must suck to actually work at your job.
To think they want you to work for the money….the nerve of them
I remember one time, on one of my many shopping excursions to Montreal (ie, out of Halifax) I was told by a salesperson to NOT put stuff back on the rack, thats what THEY were there for, besides other useful things.
Quit your job, douche.
Listen OP, I sympathize with the cleaning up of coffee cups and garbage – the least people can do is ask if you have a garbage can instead of leaving their shit lying around – but at the end of the day, it’s your job to sell. And sometimes (actually, most of the time) it takes some effort to convince someone to buy something. So whether you work in a furniture store, a cd store or a clothing store, you’ll need to find different styles (or sizes) to suit your customer’s needs. That’s retail. If you can’t hack it, then reevaluate your job prospects and move on. But don’t bitch about it. If you went car shopping, would you want the sales person to only show you one car? Doubt it…
Wow, you are a complete idiot. I work at a clothing store as well, and YES.. finding customers their size, IS your job. That is the main purpose of your job.. I would hate to be the owner of the store you work at. When i go shopping at a store with poor customer service I’ll walk out and shop elsewhere. Where do you work? I’ll make sure not to shop there.
OP and Bitch, Please….
while I find it hard to believe… I still don’t see it as never happening (if that makes sense)
I just think you were most unfortunate to have the (un)luck of being there at the time.
It’s a jungle out there… just watch for the monkeys. they like to throw shit….
literally.
The person who wrote this bitch is what you get when you pay minimum wage for staff that you don’t bother to train. Give them some education and pride, and you have a whole different “race” of sales staff who are friendly and helpful, and actually make extra money (ie commission and bonuses).
No offense to part-time “retail rats” (I was one through University), but when you don’t understand your job description, haven’t been taught any better, and think you’re just there to stand around and collect a paycheque, people who shop in your store won’t give a shit either.
Having said that, yes, people are assholes, and they assume that since they aren’t at home, they can leave whatever mess they want. Guess what? They do it in cube farms too.
Bitch, Please!…. where the fuck were you working that some woman shit on the floor in the checkout line? And then shrugged her shoulders and kept going? Nice story… you definitely win this contest, but not for the funniest pooping story….
While working in retail I once found a pair of men’s pants in the changeroom that had been pooped. MEN’S PANTS. I thought only babies pooped their pants, but apparently I was mistaken. So happy to hear other poop-retail stories. I also once found a coffee pot on the shelf that someone had urinated in. The OP doesn’t know the half of it.
People ask your mornic ass if you have their size so they DONT destroy your store… Idiot…
I worked a night cleaners job for 6 months at a tourist trap out west. 64 fem toilets and 32 mens. 8-10,000 visitors a day = 50% of the stalls being completly coated in shit by days end. The amount of pooped pants/shorts/undies/diapers were too many to count. Everybody poops, and apparently alot without being on the throne.
Oh, and OP, sounds like you have a problem with the job description, I suggest you get a new one. Night cleaning is good, no human contact – just shit.
walter wins the poop story award…bleech
Seconded…. and the porcelain bowl goes to……….
like primordial finger-paint…. sadly its color selection is lacking.
When I was in university I was a manager at the Wendy’s in Sackville NB (right by the highway)… in the men’s bathroom on several occasions I found poopy underwear, shit on the walls and empty liquor bottles in the garbage can. In the women’s, I mostly found half closed diapers stuffed in the box for sanitary napkins, pregnancy tests and used tampon applicators lying around. Luckily, I was the boss so my employees got to clean up the mess…
Do like I do, buy everything online…that way none of your money goes towards moronic retail staff.
I used to work retail for a while, and based on what you said here, you derserve all the “shit” customers bring upon you. Which, by the way isn’t ANYTHING. Each time I go into a clothing store, the associates ask me if I need a different size or if I’m looking for something particular. That IS the job. What do you want to get paid for? Standing around folding clothes and saying hi? Fuck you. You give all retailer workers a bad name. When I go into a store, I expect to get the same customer service I give others, which is way above your so-called ‘service’. We are supposed to make the customer feel good and give them a great experience, not expect them to put every goddamn thing back. That is our JOB as retail associates. I’m sure you don’t even do your own laundry or put any of your own clothes away, that’s your mom’s job. You may as well quit your 8 hours a week at this “shitty” job, I’m sure your parents will still pay for everything for you. Go fuck yourself you whiney, spoiled brat.
While I can sympathies with your anger (sort of…) having worked in retail quite a bit- you really could have it way worse. Try having things thrown at you. Try being sworn and screamed at. Try being physically assaulted by your customers. Yeah, dumb/lazy customers are annoying, but I’d deal with them with a sweet smile any day over the ones that are insane and violent.
OP…. your an idiot. Do you even begin to understand the concept of “Customer Service”? Or do you think it is just another “Fancy-dancy type of Dem” words?
With an Attitude like that OP, I’m surprised you are even employable. You want a job that requires ZERO customer attention and skills, do what 1/2 of Nova Scotians and maritimers do and get your pogey on.
My sister-in-law works at the liquor store, where they of course have security cameras on every aisle. One day while watching the monitors, she saw a woman hike up her skirt, bend her knees slightly, and apparently poop on the floor. The woman then kicked her turd to the side of the aisle, and kept right on shopping.
I’m stifling laughter at all the poop stories.
I once had a Guy eat out a Girl in one of the changing rooms while I worked retail. His feet were sticking out and everything.
Me0w… that is exactly what youtube was invented for.
man people be all kinds of crazy
HAHAHA @ meOw…. I would be more worried about the woman’s diet than about her mental state to shit on the floor at the liquor store. I mean seriously, what would you have to be eating to simply kick your freshly laid shit and have it roll under a shelf? Hahahahaha.
Some of the stories are a little far fetched, too bad we don’t have a BS detector – will the Coast spring for one?
You should have gone to the P@l@ce in the 80s, especially when they had the sofas downstairs…
HaliwoodGirl: that must be why some clothing retailers aren’t allowing more than one person go into a change room at a time.
Basil… i think it is pretty clear to see which stories are full of shit and which ones are, well, full of shit….. LOL. Shitting in a checkout line and in a liquor store aisle…. a little too out there for my beliefs. Some people think cause this place is “anonymous”, everyone else here is gullible enough to believe their stupid stories. Which leads me to mine…. One day in Scotia Square I saw a group of people stand on the ledge surrounding the fountain, pull down their pants and proceed to defecate into the fountain. Then they turned into dogs, fished out their respective globs of turd and ate them before turning into eagles and crashing up through the skylight. They were never seen again.
jesus jon, i didn’t see that one. but shortly after they put the fountain in, there were three guys that actually pissed into it. was just before closing time, and they thought everyone was gone, wrongo mates, i worked there that fucking night. one guy tried to zip up when i yelled and wound up pissing on his buds, and himself. too fucking funny. give you a guess where they probly lived at.
—-I once had a Guy eat out a Girl in one of the changing rooms while I worked retail. His feet were sticking out and everything.—-
For his feet to be sticking out, he must have been eating her kidney.
Screw you guys. So far as I know (having not been there to actually witness the aisle-pooping myself) my story is the truth. It happened at the Windsor NSLC. If you’ve ever spent any time in Windsor, this story would be entirely plausible to you. Anyway, believe it or disbelieve it, it’s an amusing poop story nonetheless.
Being a Hants County boy I TOTALLY believe it, they’re still burning crosses not to far from there, so anything is possible. Good chinese food in Garlands Crossing though.
meOw.. I guess I am just in disbelief that such people exist… and not only that such people exist but that they be permitted to purchase alcohol. If you say this is true then I believe you. Still I’ll wonder how she was able to just kick her feces aside. I’d imagine smearing would take place instead. The aisle must have stunk the high heavens afterward… haha.
me0w, i’m with you on that one. when you have existed on this earth long enough you will have a treasure trove of poop stories
Windsor NSLC? Yup. That would do it.
I washed dishes at the Bedford Ponderosa in the mid 80s. End of my shift the manager says “do a bathroom check, take care of any issues, then punch out”. Someone had taken their (plentiful) ass explosion and written their name on the stall wall, with a fork sticking out of the period. Needless to say I punched out and never said a word about this to anyone.
I know it was selfish (no need to point that out), but at the end of that tortuous shift, my thoughts were of getting the hell out of there and going anywhere but Ponderosa.
I swear this is true.
Hahaha… a fork sticking out of the period. Adhesive AND solid… just the qualities you look for in a fine shit. Maybe it was the same person who shit on the floor of the NSLC- sounds like it would roll nicely under a shelf…LMAO
The OP has all the customer appreciation skills to become a Barista.
I once knew a guy who was first cousin to a girl who had one eye who knew a woman related to a man with a tin leg, who swears that this really did happen ; a man walked into Frenchy’s in Enfield and proceeded to make a thermo nuclear device out of twigs and beeswax and seaweed, then shit on the floor.
Shit Happens. Society at its best.