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This will be an informative post on etiquette for those of you buying things in the mall. You cocksuckers.

While interacting with the retail staff:

1) Chances are the cashier or even the asst. manager cannot do fuck all if you screw something up. For example, you buy something and want to return it for cash even though there is a sign that clearly states NO CASH REFUNDS. Chances are when you see a sign like that there is a reason. Maybe the fact it is company policy, not the clerk's or the asst. manager's, not to do cash refunds for any amount, no matter how much you beg/ask/threaten. If you do these things not only will they not be able to help you but they wont want to. They just dont care if you bought the wrong gift.

2) The shipping dude (who maybe covers register sometimes) cannot help you find things. They arent supposed to help you find things. They are not trained to help you find things. They dont wear name tags or dress respectably for a reason. They dont care. Dont be surprised if they just ignore you or point to where something is.

3) When asked to leave. Leave. I will seriously call the cops.

4) You get a bad rep at one store, the staff at the other stores are going to hear about it and pretend to be barely competent when you need their help. We do talk to each other. Border's talks to American Eagle talks to Petsmart talk to EB Games talks to Nancy's (cafe).

5) There are a lot of stupid people on staff (generally the older folks, clerk over 30~ = convict) but 99% of us (esp. the college age group) are probably smarter than you. If they are acting stupid it's because they honestly cant help you or they dont want to (see #4).

6) I hate you. Some of my coworkers dont, they actually like helping people, but I hate you, personally.

7) I wont hate you if you tip me.

8) I can do math. I just cant do math when I'm trying to bag your shit and answer the phone. Dont hand me random change after I open the drawer.

9) Yes, I am staring at the ass of the girl who works at the gift cert. kiosk. If you cant find what youre looking for we probably dont have it. Dont bother me.

For my coworkers:

1) I dont care about you, what you did last night or your life story.

2) I'm not going to go scare off creepy guys because you are too nice to say anything to them. Tell them to fuck off yourself. I'm not your mother.

3) Unless you are under 21, female, and hot.

4) THEY ARE $20's. COUNT BY ONE, MULTIPLY BY 20. 25 = $500.

5) I hate you (unless #3).

6) Do not eat all over the place you fucking cow. If you do, DONT TOUCH THE REGISTER WITH YOUR GREASY FUCKING FINGERS. (Actual quote)

7) I get here on time. The least you could do is the same. I'm not your friend, if you arent here on time I am calling the general manager and telling her. I have places to be, people to see, and I'm not covering for you just because we work together.

8) When I tell you to do something it isnt a request.

9) The alphabet goes ABCDEFG. . . Bitch.

10) I still dont care.


Pictures follow thursday.
 
i didn't realize it was possible to single out an unruly customer at carousel...impressive.

there was an interesting bit on the evening news around thanksgiving about being nice to people who work in the stores you frequent for holiday shopping. it gave a very nice set of guidelines for each person to internally spend 30 or so seconds to make cashiers and other store associates feel more human, which i think would benefit everyone shopping during the season and year round. there are definitely benefits to reap if you treat someone nicely, even though they get paid to assist you.
 
Eh, talk to. Doesnt imply much more than that.

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This will be an informative post on etiquette for those of you buying things in the mall. You cocksuckers.

This will be an informative rebuttal for retail employees by a guy that has better things to do than cater to your overinflated egos. You cocksuckers. :D

While interacting with the retail staff:

1) Chances are the cashier or even the asst. manager cannot do fuck all if you screw something up. For example, you buy something and want to return it for cash even though there is a sign that clearly states NO CASH REFUNDS. Chances are when you see a sign like that there is a reason. Maybe the fact it is company policy, not the clerk's or the asst. manager's, not to do cash refunds for any amount, no matter how much you beg/ask/threaten. If you do these things not only will they not be able to help you but they wont want to. They just dont care if you bought the wrong gift.

Give me the number for corporate and send me on my way. If I'm stupid enough to try to circumvent company policy I'm likely stupid enough to think that I'll have better luck talking to someone in management. The wrong thing to do is argue policy with me while the line behind me gets longer. Sympathize, tell me that while there's nothing you can personally do I can call 1(800) Good-Luck for remediation.

2) The shipping dude (who maybe covers register sometimes) cannot help you find things. They arent supposed to help you find things. They are not trained to help you find things. They dont wear name tags or dress respectably for a reason. They dont care. Dont be surprised if they just ignore you or point to where something is.

If the shipping dude can't help me he shouldn't be on the goddamn floor, should he? If he is on the floor the absolute last thing he should do is identify himself as an employee.

3) When asked to leave. Leave. I will seriously call the cops.

Why are you waiting? Seriously, call the cops. Don't get into an argument with me about why I'm not leaving, call the cops and let them escort me from the store.

4) You get a bad rep at one store, the staff at the other stores are going to hear about it and pretend to be barely competent when you need their help. We do talk to each other. Border's talks to American Eagle talks to Petsmart talk to EB Games talks to Nancy's (cafe).

Oh boo frickity hoo, the guys down at Aunt Annie's pretzels are going to scrape the salt off of my Cholesterol Twisty because I called Nancy at hot topic a stupid whore with tattoos that came out of a paint-by-numbers book.

Seriously, the difference between one mall employee hating me and the entire mall staff hating me is negligible at best.

5) There are a lot of stupid people on staff (generally the older folks, clerk over 30~ = convict) but 99% of us (esp. the college age group) are probably smarter than you. If they are acting stupid it's because they honestly cant help you or they dont want to (see #4).

Update: You are not smarter than me, you just think you are. You think that because you can find a pair of women's size 8 low-rise jeans with flare legs in less than 40 seconds makes you some kind of virtuoso, but it really doesn't. You are good at a job that they can train monkeys to do, typically without having to resort to shock therapy.

6) I hate you. Some of my coworkers dont, they actually like helping people, but I hate you, personally.

One day they will replace you with a self checkout system. That is the day that the world with collectively sigh, right before going to the "We all hate retail employees" party. Don't worry, your invite is in the mail. Srsly, no shens.

7) I wont hate you if you tip me.

Asking people to pay you to like them makes you a whore. Just pointing that out.

8) I can do math. I just cant do math when I'm trying to bag your shit and answer the phone. Dont hand me random change after I open the drawer.

I can do math, and when I was a retail slave I could do math while bagging your shit, answering the phone and giving out Corporate's information to someone that wanted to return their shit for cash. What was that about being smarter than me?

9) Yes, I am staring at the ass of the girl who works at the gift cert. kiosk. If you cant find what youre looking for we probably dont have it. Dont bother me.

The sooner you finish helping me the faster we can get back to staring at the gift cert girl's ass.

Hope you have a great holiday, maybe next year you won't sell your soul to the retail devils for $7/hr.