Thank you Bill, for being a stupid fuck!
Today was my day off. I was planning on avoiding the store like the plague, because Ive been working so many hours lately, I feel like I never leave the place. So I scheduled Sara and Scott, who both know what they’re doing, but arent the best at managing yet. They’re still new, they’re learning. So I called this morning to check in, and Sara mentions that Bill from City Place stopped by to pick up the things we borrowed from them. “Hmm”, I think. “We never borrowed anything from City Place!” So I ask what he took, because we do actually have a lot of extra stock, and I figured we could deal without whatever it was. He borrowed a case of crushed tomatoes, and a case of slice containers. Doing a quick inventory of what we had on Friday, I realize how bad this is. When I left Friday, we had 3 cases of boxes, and a case and a half of tomatoes. He left us with bare minimum. His store does a third, at most, of what we do. Sara and Scott both expressed concern to him that we might not have enough, and he told them that I knew about it. “Pam told me last night I could pick it up today, that it wouldn’t be a problem. And I really need this product, it’s an emergency.” You fucking dickwad! Not only did I not okay it, he never even mentioned it! I talked to him at least three different times on Friday, and he never once asked. He completely took advantage of Scott and Sara’s naiveness. So I got to spend my Saturday driving around Boston, trying to find the downtown store by car so I could get tomatoes for tomorrow, when the big boss will be in all day. Nevermind the fact that Bill’s store is closed tomorrow, and they get their delivery in 8 am Monday morning, his need for sauce was obviously greater than ours! So when I finally got back to the store, I called over there. “So Bill, I hear you borrowed some things from us today…should I do a transfer for you, or will you be returning them soon? And by the way, when did I approve that anyways?” He got really quiet, then started stammering. "Oh, well you didnt, but I had talked to Alex about it last week. He said it would be okay. "
Listen here cumbucket. If you EVER take my product without asking me or Alex, and then lie about it, and trick my assistants into giving it to you when even you have to know it’s illogical, I’ll shove that damned pizza cutter up your ass! If I have an abundance, that’s one thing. But it’s a whole other story when you’re leaving me dry, so you can run a $300 day. If our stuff isnt back on our shelves by Monday morning, you’re fucking dead!
