People I Hate Part 3

Motherfuckers who do this.

Today's post is ALSO brought to you by the letter "C"

So this dumbshit-no-smarter-than-a-bag-of-hammers-fuck-up girl had her last day at the storeon saturday.
she's going to go work at the French Maid as a "server" to make mo' monies.
but god damn i wanted to punch her in the face last shift. i had no idea a person could degrade herself to such a pathetic state. she was full on embarrassing the store by being there. cuddling up to me like a kitten while i'm trying to serve customers, playing Facebook games while i have a lineup of 4 people while proclaiming "fucking shit, i lost again," and sitting down on the stock cart begging people to pull her around.
jesus christ.

so i got a slip of paper and started writing on it, knowing full well she'd take it from me to see what i was up to.
upon opening it, she found a single bold word i'd addressed to her:

CUNT

not very standupish, but very satisfying when she realized i knew she'd ask for the paper. for a moment, and only a moment, she was actually offended.

Today's post is brought to you by the letter "C"

I'm working on a play about sales (don't ask) and I just came to realize the secret to mass beer sales! It's the letter "C", or the sound "k-" if you like.

What products have the highest volume of sale? Canadian, Kokanee, Coors, Corona...

Even to a lesser extent, Alexander Keith's, Lucky, Black Ice, Old Milwaukee, Rickard's, Big Rock, Heineken, Pilsner Urquell...

No wonder no one buys Sleeman's.

Gabriel

So we had employed this DOUCHE of a guy Gabe. Bob did eventually fire him thanks to my persuasion. after GAYbe was gone, he emailed a letter to Bob and Cc'd the District Manager. Bob printed it off for us all to laugh at.
here it is:

Regarding my Dismissal,

It's unfortunate Bob that it has come to my dismissal from the Liquor Depot in Altadore due to what you term as 'attitude'. All I wanted was a fair shake, and the ability to work the hours as they are posted week to week. I feel that my removal from your staff was something that you have hoped for for a while now, due to the many ideas I presented to you that you could not comprehend, and using the schedule as a tool to bring this about is pretty low, as you have shown in the past with previous employees.

Please note that all I ever wanted in the Liquor Store was to make it better. Customers, in any business, have always been my number one priority and ensuring the bottom line is met and the brand enhanced for stockholders is always on my mind. But as you said, you only care about that location, if in fact you care at all. The amount of dust in the store made me wonder sometimes.

Many times I have approached you with ideas to increase awareness and productivity, that have been turned down by you, and two really stick out.

1) We asked for a sign in the empty spot on the Supplier logo wall pointing to the correct door for the beer cooler and your answer was that "90% of the customers know where the cooler is" and to me, that is unacceptable, because the goal of any business should be %100 satisfaction. A piece of bristol board is 3 bucks and a few mins to make a sign could have ensured that the customers don't have to worry about anything except Getting What They Came For. But to you, 90% is good, and I apologize I cannot agree with that.

2) Labour costs are usually the number one cost behind any entity and counting inventory is a large part of that in the LSGP chain. Watching your employees who have been with you for months spend most of the night counting one section led me to offer you a quick cheat sheet type system that would have cut hours from this process and could have been applied to the whole chain, yet you flat out turned it down, citing "I know where every bottle is in this store." That's great that you do, but for the most part, most of your employees don't have that knowledge, and that leads to them calling you at 8pm because they can't find something. When they are spending most of their time counting sections that the Loss Prevention Manual clearly states is a Managerial duty, this takes away from other tasks, such as prepping, cleaning and stocking.

I'm sorry Bob, but it's not about you. It's about the LSGP and the customers who provide the revenue to make it a continued success, and I will continue with that attitude wherever I work.


Regards,
Gaberial

PS. Some of us had talked about the possibility of some overnight hours to give the store the thorough cleaning and re-arranging that would make it better, so please consider that. The floor needs to be waxed and buffed and the display boxes moved to clean under them, as some of them haven't been moved in a long time and things are growing behind them.

PPS I know it really bothered you when I talked about Social Media and how it could be applied to LSGP to showcase the brand. I'm sorry that I ever brought it up.

Safety First

Starting next week, all stock people will be required to wear steel-toed shoes that they must purchase themselves. This is bullshit. Why not wear hard hats in case things fall from the high shelves? We need goggles for the dust. We ought to wear gas masks for the alcohol vapours and for the stagnant waste from broken product (whether to be returned or not). Also, don't forget gloves. We deal with a lot of broken glass. In fact, gloves should be mandatory for customers. They break more things that we do! A lot of the things they break are carbonized, so goggles or some sort of face shield would be important.

In fact, the whole fucking store is a death trap! We should just change the whole operation for public safety. We should deliver alcohol directly to the customer in teams of 4:

The Driver - The driver will stay with the armoured truck at all times. His main duties include making sure everyone gets home and maintaining order in the premises of the truck at all times with Kevlar and an assault rifle.






The Criminal Negotiator - This operative must ensure the compliance of the customer in the agreed deal. As the delivery process is exceedingly costly, it is in the company's best interest to ensure every operation ends in a sale.

The Explosives Specialist - The specialist covers the most duties during every excursion. First, the armoured truck is stocked with the highly flammable chemical known as alcohol. Should a leak occur, the truck may be converted from a humble delivery service into an enormous explosive device. Second, upon arriving at the delivery, the explosives expert must ensure the area is secure and that petty thieves have not set up a trap or ambush.

The Medic - Every operation contains an element of danger. There is heavy equipment, poisonous and volatile chemicals, and, of course, the most dangerous and unpredictable factor: man. At any point, a routine delivery could result in a bloodbath of vicious cardboard cuts, over extended muscles, repeated stress syndrome, minor and major dismemberment, and allergies. You can never be too careful.

Remember, Safety First.

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People I Hate Part 2

This is a continuation, as you can probably tell, from my other blog and People I Hate.

I have two people on my list today that just pissed me right off.

1. People who stick to their guns. Not that having ideals is a bad things, but having boneheaded ideals is another. Today I had some guy come into the store. Here's what happened.

Guy: Hey, man, you got a cart I can use?
Me: No, sorry. We share them with the Superstore. You're welcome to bring one inside if you like.
Guy: Damn. I guess I'll have to carry it then.

What did I just finish saying? It's like there is no turning back. The carts are a hundred feet away!

What an idiot.

Candidate number two actually ruined my day.

2. So, this motherfucker comes in to buy a case of Pilsner and he's yakking away on his cell phone the entire time. I'm just down one of the aisles and I hear him drop his case. And he tells the guy on the phone, "yeah, I just dropped a case."

And then he grabs another one and walks away!

Motherfucker!

He just walked away. Didn't tell anyone. Just got his beer and left. I just about lost it, but while I was giving him time to go tell the cashier while I got the bucket he slipped away out of the store. I sincerely hope that this motherfucker dies slowly in a combination of being burned alive and having his still living remains eaten by vermin.

Seriously. Ruined my day.