Nate4Prez
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Well, I quit one of jobs. For nearly a year I worked weekends at Kohls. I am a customer service manager for a bank here in Arizona, but before that I worked for Kohls department stores. I continued to work for them because they pay weekly which is nice, and because the bank is closed on weekends and they let me work on Saturdays and Sundays. Just about one hour ago I was resetting some merchandise and I had a lady with a cart full of merchandise ask me if I could ring her out. Every item she had came from the clearance rack and she disputed the price of every item, which when the price is disputed I have to call an associate from that department and they have to verify whether the item is on clearance or not. About five items in, finding out that none of them were actually clearance and that she probably just put yellow tickets on them, she says, "This is ridiculous, you should just give them to me for what I tell you they are, its going to take an hour for you to ring me out." I say, 'Mam, we have to verify that the prices are correct. Without a manager I can't give the items to you for more than 50% off their regular price."
"Well, then call a manger," she grunts out from her fat pig like face. So I call a manager over, and she says, "Your little man here is taking forever to ring me up. These items clearly all have yellow tickets and they should be 80% off! I should have been out of here 45 minutes ago."
"I'm sorry for the delay miss, I will stay right here and approve any price changes and we will have you out of her shortly," says Jesus, the biggest pussy of all the managers.
"Approve what?! These aren't price changes! This is what they are tagged for now tell your monkey to mark them down."
To which I say, "Your an idiot."
"What?!" she snorts.
"Your an idiot, now eat shit and die you fat cunt." I then took off my name tag and said fuck this job.
I walked out, her eyes wide and burning. I hear the manager apologize for me as I walk out the door.
Ugh... I have had six jobs in the last two years...
"Well, then call a manger," she grunts out from her fat pig like face. So I call a manager over, and she says, "Your little man here is taking forever to ring me up. These items clearly all have yellow tickets and they should be 80% off! I should have been out of here 45 minutes ago."
"I'm sorry for the delay miss, I will stay right here and approve any price changes and we will have you out of her shortly," says Jesus, the biggest pussy of all the managers.
"Approve what?! These aren't price changes! This is what they are tagged for now tell your monkey to mark them down."
To which I say, "Your an idiot."
"What?!" she snorts.
"Your an idiot, now eat shit and die you fat cunt." I then took off my name tag and said fuck this job.
I walked out, her eyes wide and burning. I hear the manager apologize for me as I walk out the door.
Ugh... I have had six jobs in the last two years...