I’m sorry if I come across as callous, but boo-fucking hoo. You’re a college student with a crappy job. Guess what? The rest of us (i.e. the adults) have already been there and done that. You’re not that special, and whining on a message board makes you look pretty silly.
Yet more proof that you can’t read, or are just ignoring plain facts. I’m not a student, fuckwad, it’s FULL-TIME JOB that I’ve had for 3 years. I graduated college a year before that. It’s 9AM TO 7PM. THAT’S FULL TIME.
Now go back to your cushy desk job where you sit on your ass all day and play Solitaire, because you look pretty silly yourself arguing something when you didn’t bother to read previous posts. Just like the stupid ass customers who can’t read the signs and don’t care either. Maybe you’re one of them?
Um, you’re not helping yourself here. So you’re a college educated adult who still whines like a teenager? Color me impressed. :rolleyes:
Fuckwad. Give the OP a break. A valid rant if I ever heard one.
No. She’s a full time worker who’s tired of idiots like you, who whine like cranky four-year olds when they’re forced to abide by the rules of society.
Moron.
You are the one who looks, not silly, but like an idiot and an asshole to boot.
It doesn’t matter if one is a college student, or a midlevel manager at a retail place. The BASIC PREMISE (which has obviously escaped your teensy brain, perhaps you should try using the one above your beltline?) is that people who act like jerks regarding an establishment (ANY establishment, not just a college bookstore’s) Posted and WELL established closing time is an IDIOT and anyone ranting about it has a valid point and EVERY right to bitch.
And not the least of the reasons that they HAVE a right to bitch, is that those who act this way are the ones with the huge sense of entitlement and attitude of assholery and their behaviour in this case, that of the whining of the store hours, is just the tip of the iceberg of their snotty and ridiculous behaviour.
And whenever and WHEREEVER this attitude is encountered it should, if possible be discouraged in the strongest possible way.
God-fucking-damn it, but you’re an idiot. Shut up, already.
This is sort of hilarious - Updike has maintained the same ridiculous grandiosity throughout the thread, but look at his posts. You can see him becoming more smug and dismissive with each passing post, seemingly to cover up the fact that no one here buys his idiotic interpretation of the situation. So he finally pulls out the big guns - whining about it makes you look stupid.
Wait a minute. We’re in a forum specifically created for the purpose of whining - and our friend Updike is trying to squirm out of admitting that he’s wrong by telling the OP to stop whining about her job. Not only has Updike apparently elevated a minor job-related complaint into some attack on his own psyche, but careful examination of his posts reveals that as he has fewer and fewer comebacks left, he’s retreating more and more into smugness. I wonder if he’s going to have a nice entertaining meltdown for all of us soon. Here’s hoping!
Perhaps Updike is her boss and he is trying to justify his own behavior.
No-methinks that twas Updike outside, with his (her?) keys, banging on the door…
(I think having the store close at 3 is insane, but realize that it is NOT the fault of the clerk).
Oh, and I’m outta soap. So, I’ll just glare at the store each time I pass it–that’ll show 'em!
In my younger and less civilized days, I once got into a tiff with a clerk at High’s (convenience store). I don’t now remember why, but I was quite irate. The next time I passed the store, I opened the door and yelled in, “ASSHOLE!” As I glanced through the window while continuing on my way, I noticed it wasn’t the same clerk.
:smack: :wally
I often wonder what the guy thought. Probably something like, “what an asshole.”
Oh, I’m getting a good laugh at Updike over here, with his nonsensical and weak arguments. 
I totally agree that the store should be open longer, and as I mentioned in one of my previous posts I pushed for it several times, but my boss won’t budge. His reasons are: 1) The operating costs would be more than we’d make in a day, and 2) He needs me back at the other store for the last few hours so I can do some “jobs” (i.e. jobs that were originally assigned to him) for him.
So much for the customers getting what they want…the majority of them are great, so I try to go the extra mile for their sake. But Buddy-Boss won’t listen.
And somewhere, on some other message board, in a thread much like this one, there’s some guy writing a post that says, “One day years ago, I worked at High’s, and this guy walked by, opened the door and yelled in, ‘ASSHOLE!’ and just kept on going. What a dick.”
Testify. If I had a goddamn nickel for every time I heard “But I just want a cup of coffee!” I could buy the whole company.
We were one of the very few places in the city open that late – and right across the parking lot was a Del Taco with a 24-hour drivethru, the only 24-hour establishment of any kind that I ever saw after the Scary Dennys closed, which could serve “just a cup of coffee” to people at any hour of the day.
People never listen when you explain to them that the pot you use to make coffee is in the back full of brewer cleaner, the filter baskets are in the sanitizer, the tills have been counted out and restocked, the cash registers have been taken offline and everyone in the store would be instafired if they let someone in.
Also, no matter how big the sign on the door saying “WE WILL BE CLOSED AT 8 ON THESE DATES FOR REMODELING” and no matter how long in advance you post it, people will walk up to the store, past the construction trucks and the workmen, ignoring the lack of exterior lights, stand in front of the glass doors through which they can clearly see the furniture being removed, the carpet being ripped up, and the painters taking things off the walls, glance at the sign, and then bang on the doors and rattle the handle. I damn near lost my voice from the number of times I had to holler “we’re closed!” from where I was cleaning out the espresso machine.
Holy shit, some people just don’t get it. It’s pretty sad when your state of being closed is at that extreme and people still think you have the capacity to give them what they want.
I’d be kind of interesting to set up a big metal pole, run a few million volts through it, and post a huge sign right in front saying, “THIS POLE IS ELECTRIFIED, IF YOU TOUCH IT YOU WILL DIE.” Better yet, have the sign right on the front of one of those 20 foot tall flapping windsock guys, to make absolutely sure that you’d need to be blind to miss it.
I bet the next morning there would be at least a few bodies around the pole.
Heh heh. Darwin Award winners, all of 'em.
“fucking rulers”? Are those the ones used to measure dick size? Or do they fuck the rubbers? Do you have to put a rubber on the end and take it off after they’re done fucking?
You guys sometimes confuse me sniff
PS: you know, I shouldn’t have read that post right after the “misuse of ‘literally’” thread.
Eh, I actually would have laughed at that. It’s just so random.
I work in customer service…I have stayed after hours, come in early, worked through lunch, worked saturdays for our customers. However, I do not expect junior staff I work with to do that. I do not expect they to walk away halfway through an order because it’s closing time either.
Our hours are posted as, for example, 8:00 to 12:00 noon on Saturdays. I have heard things like: “you’re only open until noon? by the time we get up, have breakfast, do our shopping and get to your store, you’re closed. Why don’t you stay open until 5:00?” Well, because if we stayed open until 5:00, by the time you got up, have breakfast, do your shopping, spend the day at the park, have dinner, it would be 6:00 when you got here and we’d still be closed!.
I’ve had people come in shortly after putting the “closed” sign up, saying “I just need a catalog”…I’ve handed them the catalog, they say thank you and leave. Then some people have said “I just need a catalog” then once they’re in the door, unfolded the drawing they’ve made, put it on the counter, tell their other half to get the kids out of the car “cause we’re going to be a while” and hunker down for a nice, long discussion regarding their project.
My point? It doesn’t matter what your hours are, there will always be someone who shows up outside those hours. Whether or not they make a big deal of it is their option, not yours. A simple, "I’m sorry, we’re closed, however we are doing this survey to see if later hours would be appreciated, please fill it in and return it to (insert Mr. Asshole’s boss’s name here) and, by the way, send a copy to (Mr. Asshole Boss’s Boss’s name here) just for their information.
AFG: I would eat my lunch somewhere else where no one can see you…especially avoiding the store once it’s closed.
This thread reminds me of back when I worked at Radio Shack. We had our business hours plainly posted right on the door, on a white board, in big black ink. It didn’t matter. After
1)being on our feet all day,
2)missing lunch because of the rush we always got right around lunch time,
3)dealing with argumentative and abusive people who want something for nothing,
4)or people demanding we sell at the price in a year old sales circular,
5)being castigated because the company chose not to give us any of the stock currently on sale,
6)being chewed out for daring to charge sales tax
well let’s say we were usually exhausted at the end of the day. At the end of the day we still had to count the cash, balance it against the receipts, put new stock up on the walls and shelves, get the days money and receipts to the bank, and lock up.
It never failed. People would bang on the door and demand that we open back up just for them. We did a few times, and ended up being inundated with other people. Most of them never bought a damn thing. They just grilled us with all sorts of inane questions, tried to wheel and deal for a break, argue about having to deal with sales tax (they complained because they had to pay a sales tax!!). We had one old lady who insisted on coming in every day after closing time. She’d look at radios.
“Is that a good radio?”
“Yes”
“Will it work in the mountains?” - There were no fucking mountains on Long Island
“Yes”
“Will it work in my house?”
“Yes”
Every fucking day for a month. She never bought the radio. She never even bought a damn battery. Finally we all had enough. We were staying way beyond our posted time, we were tired and hungry, we still had things to get done. So we told her we close at a specific time and would no longer keep our store open after hours. The old bastard called the head office and complained, accusing us of being rude and abusive. I got your abuse right here you selfish self centered ugly senile old bitch. People in retail have lives too. Just because you have some deep psychological need to buy a 5 cent item does not mean everyone else has to rearrange their life. If it was that important, you could have been on time, or go somewhere else.
Now don’t get me started on some other cute little tricks I’ve seen customers play. At diners, they order something and then scream at the waitress that they wanted something else, just to fuck with her. Or they eat and walk out without paying. At the local hardware store, I watched someone go to a register that was closed. She didn’t want to wait in line like everyone else. So she called the manager and accused some sales clerk at random of walking away from her.
I got out of retail. Forever. Fuck customers. They suck. They can play their stupid little power games on someone else. The trouble makers never buy anything anyway.