Friday, August 12, 2016

Retail Horror Stories

      Hey ya'll! It's been almost an entire year since I wrote on this blog. Here's an update on me. I now live in Utah, I'm eighteen years old, and I work at Petsmart. And let me tell you, retail teaches you quite a few things about human kind. People can be impatient, rude, cruel, and sometimes just plain gross. And I think it's time I share a couple of my experiences.

      On my second day of working in Pet Care an older gentleman approached me and asked me to bag some fish for him. I of course said yes and asked how many he wanted and what type. He then proceeded to ask for 200 small goldfish. Which is actually not that hard to do, but here's the catch. He demanded that they couldn't have black or white on them. That's the majority of what we have. It took me 45 minutes to catch the exact fish he wanted while he took the opportunity to mansplain about the proper fishing techniques and pond construction. I honestly thought I would fall asleep from boredom.

     Now a cashiering story. On an evening shift I was the only cashier working. I had a small, happy lady come up with two bags of dog treats. I did my usual thing asking her for her number or email to get the PetPerks discounts. After I got that done I scanned her items. She was shocked to see the prices were much different than what she expected. I asked her where she got the products from and if she could show me the prices she had thought. After seeing where she got them I had to tell her that they had been put in the wrong place and were actually different than the PetPerk discount versions. She became very very upset. She demanded to speak to my manager. He showed up and was actually kind enough to take 25% off of one of the bags. Apparently that wasn't good enough for her so she only bought the discounted bag. When he left, she proceeded to call me inconsiderate and stupid for putting the bags in the wrong place. I told her I wasn't the one who put products away but that I was still sorry for the confusion. She huffed about it a little more a I put her treats in a bag. I handed her the products and two seconds later bam! She had picked up the treats she didn't buy and threw them at my face. It hurt pretty bad actually but she had already sprinted out of the store so she couldn't get in trouble. Oh well I guess.

So. Do I recommend working in retail? Not. At. All. But hey. We all have bills to pay and mouths to feed and money doesn't grow on trees. Good luck fellow retail employees. Good luck. :)




1 comment:

  1. If I could enter a picture of the district 12 salute right here I would. Keep fighting the good fight. These are going to be great stories to laugh about and tell your kids someday! :)

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