Business suits, period. It is idiotic to judge someone’s professionalism based on if they are wearing a special costume with a flappy thing hanging from the neck.
I didn’t have a seat, when I worked cashier at Ontario’s Beer Stores back in the 1990s. Especially when we were slammed (the day before national holidays, Christmas Eve, New Year’s Eve, and similar), I’d typically be on my feet for eight hours. But at least I tried to smile, and usually succeeded.
It’s a cool thing, but not allowed in a lot of places. I’m assuming that’s why it was mentioned as a thing that needs to go. I would get a notice that I need to cut my “weeds” (and it would probably be at the behest of my neighbors) and if I did not comply I would be fined and have to pay for them to be cut against my will. Lawns are one of the most ridiculous things IMHO, especially the expectation of your community that you will use a certain chemical and watering regimen.
They passed a law here in 2007 saying that employers must provide workers with a seat unless they cannot perform their duties sitting down. Until then, cashiers used to stand; now they all sit on simple swiveling desk chairs. There has been no noticeable deterioration in service quality.
I shudder to think what would happen to an employer who tried to force Israeli workers to smile.
Is this one of those housing association things? We don’t generally get those here (UK). If I want to re-wild my front garden, I damn well will! (and will probably get some kind of ‘good citizen’ environmental certificate from some local charity into the bargain)
I don’t understand this at all. But I’ve never worked retail, so I have no frame of reference. Same with the “customer is always right” mindset. Nope, some customers are just cheats, or liars, or idiots.
I’d love to do this, but my spousal unit would have kittens. It’s a constant fight with him about bringing in topsoil and reseeding the whole yard. I figure if it’s green-ish and doesn’t sting, prick, or give me a rash, if I can mow it, it’s fine. But I would prefer a field of wildflowers.
I don’t know if this is so much a custom, but the whole notion of negotiating with a salesman when buying a car is stupid. Don’t waste my time - give me the bottom line. I will accept or reject it according to my perception of its value. We can conclude business in a matter of minutes. And don’t give me that crap about having to talk to your manager - I’m not going to get desperate or change my mind because you leave me sitting in your office alone.
If this isn’t a custom, then I apologize for cluttering the thread with it. But it’s still a practice that needs to go away.
I never liked shaking hands. I’m pretty sure I haven’t shaken a hand since the first mention of Wuhan in the news. I’ll bump your fist if I must, but really?