So usually when I'm at work I like to rant about things in my head, mostly about stuff that's irritating/monotonous (like working in retail, hey, fancy that coincidence! >:| ) and I figured I'd actually write some of the things that bother me down.
I'm not a nice person when I rant to myself in my head, so um, don't expect too much of the niceness in this post.
OKAY BEGIN RANT TIME, READY, SET, GO!
Work began today as it usually does: I clock in and go downstairs to my department to see what needs to be fixed
Anyway. This brings me to Problem #1. Kids.
I can always tell when a kid has been through one of my aisles.
- Aisle is unpassable and bottom shelves are almost completely empty. (see above mini rant)
- Boxes containing shiny objects have been ripped open and thrown on the floor.
- Toys are not where they are supposed to be. (My department doesn't do kid stuff.)
- Food items are opened.
- Breakable items are broken.
[Side note: all of the above happened today. Do I win some sort of prize?]
The last one leads me back to today. Within ten minutes two items (both glass) were broken and all over the floor. How nice. -_- Guess who broke them? Did you guess kids? Good for you! Here, have a cookie. (lol no way, these cookies are mine) Now guess how many necks Katie wanted to break today. If you guessed a bajillion, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU THAT IS AN INSANE/INCONCEIVABLE AMOUNT OF NECKS TO BREAK. STUPID. (the correct answer is 4)
One of the items happened to be an hourglass, so I had glass and sand all over the place. I came over to the aisle when I heard the popping crash and I see a
ACTUALLY YOU COULD MAYBE NOT BRING A MINDLESS FUCKING THREE YEAR OLD TO A STORE, THAT MIGHT HELP AVOID THE SITUATION. SLUT. (Uncalled for, Self. ...SELF DOESN'T GIVE A SHIT.)
Kids are the worst thing you could possibly bring to a store. Not only for the store but for you. No really, they ask too many questions, they whine and scream when you say no to something they asked for, they make messes and always have to go to the bathroom as soon as you get into the store.
Basically they're little vessels of destruction.
DO. NOT. BRING. KIDS. TO. A. STORE. Stow them away somewhere. Or something more sensible, like leave them with your spouse or babysitter or what have you.
Can you guys tell that I kind of dislike kids? Man I'd make a terrible babysitter.
Stupid Kid and Stupid Mom #2 I encountered later on in the evening. Had a mini stare-down with the kid. I say mini stare-down because he was actually miniature in size, not because it was short. It lasted a while actually. Kid was unraveling some decoration thing that he'd ripped out of a box (threw the box away somewhere, found it two aisles down) and messing around with them. Where was mommy? Oh, you know, doing her thing, shopping for shit she probably already has, PAYING NO MIND TO THE TINY LITTLE PERSON SHE BROUGHT ALONG WITH HER.
A two year old in an aisle full of boxes and breakables? Yeah, no problem honey, you go do your thing and I'll do mine.
HELL TO FUCKIN' NO. You bring a little Trouble Tot with you, you gotta watch him, not me. Please and thanks. I won the mini stare-down, by the way.
That concludes my ranting on Problem # 1.
On to Problem #2.
OH GOD, THE MUSIC.
After hearing the same 50 songs being played over and over each and every week, a person will start to get a little stabby (or wants to break 4 necks). This feeling intensifies when you already don't like the music you're listening to from the very first time you hear it. Oh, actually I have the perfect clip to describe the awful repetition of listening to the same thing over and over again. (The song actually plays in the store, too. Only one I can tolerate though, lmao)
Lol it's perfect. Happens to me every day. And I also loved this episode.
I was going to rant more but then I remember the video clip and it fit perfectly with today's events. Kept humming along to the same songs over and over again, and then also hating on them and being all FUCK YOU TAYLOR SWIFT YOU STUPID WHORE whenever the limit of listening to her whiny voice talk about fairy tale loves and damaged female protagonists came back around.
Anyway, I think I'm done ranting now. Yep, I'm done.