TROLLY RAGE!!
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People who turn shopping into family day out. Kids crawling everywhere, entourage like for audience with Pope, motorcade of trolleys parked across five isles, everyone chatting away in the middle of frozen food section like they had no living room.
"Runner" kids - you know - the chavy little clever **** sent by mummy to run and cut you up in a queue at the till, just for her to arrive after 10 minutes, at the last moment with flipping piles of white label beer across 5 trolleys expecting everyone to clear the belt and make space.
Cretins that break multiple item packets and then insist on stalling the checkout queue demanding on Customer Service "CSI" unit to play fetch and browse - sending them to the most distant shelves and back just for them to return with nothing unable to verify price.
Unexpected items in bagging area.
"Clever" people who put alcohol or DVDs on self checkout scales, weight them up as carrots and then get all dramatic and shirty when the tag sets off alarm and spawns security. It's that massive, bulky pin or label on top of the bottle, you're not exactly interpol most wanted list material love, please just stop trying.
The shy "lunch buyer" types that change their mind at the last moment, but instead of leaving unwanted item on the till they abandon it in their basket and play dumb, five seconds later the coleslaw/strawberries/ice cream/cottage cheese/whathave you gets flattened by the next basket, splat, **** everywhere, shoes, trousers in someone else's rejected lunch. Why? Why do that?!
Sainsbury's Cafe staff near where we work has this great way of winding everyone up:
"I'll have the poached salmon with new potatoes and salad, no sauce and a regular latte please"
"Poached salmon or salmon fishcakes?"
"poached salmon."
"New potatoes or chips?"
"Potatoes"
"Green peas or salad?"
"Salad please. And a latte. Regular"
"Lemon and dill or cucumber sauce?"
"No sauce"
"Lemon sauce?"
"No sauce, none at all"
"No sauce?"
"Yes"
"Any drinks?"
(grabs a fork, aims at eyeballs) hack - hack - hack
"Runner" kids - you know - the chavy little clever **** sent by mummy to run and cut you up in a queue at the till, just for her to arrive after 10 minutes, at the last moment with flipping piles of white label beer across 5 trolleys expecting everyone to clear the belt and make space.
Cretins that break multiple item packets and then insist on stalling the checkout queue demanding on Customer Service "CSI" unit to play fetch and browse - sending them to the most distant shelves and back just for them to return with nothing unable to verify price.
Unexpected items in bagging area.
"Clever" people who put alcohol or DVDs on self checkout scales, weight them up as carrots and then get all dramatic and shirty when the tag sets off alarm and spawns security. It's that massive, bulky pin or label on top of the bottle, you're not exactly interpol most wanted list material love, please just stop trying.
The shy "lunch buyer" types that change their mind at the last moment, but instead of leaving unwanted item on the till they abandon it in their basket and play dumb, five seconds later the coleslaw/strawberries/ice cream/cottage cheese/whathave you gets flattened by the next basket, splat, **** everywhere, shoes, trousers in someone else's rejected lunch. Why? Why do that?!
Sainsbury's Cafe staff near where we work has this great way of winding everyone up:
"I'll have the poached salmon with new potatoes and salad, no sauce and a regular latte please"
"Poached salmon or salmon fishcakes?"
"poached salmon."
"New potatoes or chips?"
"Potatoes"
"Green peas or salad?"
"Salad please. And a latte. Regular"
"Lemon and dill or cucumber sauce?"
"No sauce"
"Lemon sauce?"
"No sauce, none at all"
"No sauce?"
"Yes"
"Any drinks?"
(grabs a fork, aims at eyeballs) hack - hack - hack
This might have something to do with it being illegal now
It's not illegal. A smack is not the same as a beating. A smack will never cause a bruise or any damage to the skin, just a slight sting for a minute or so. Just enough to get a kid to stop dicking about and behave. Plenty of parents still smack their kids. Just not enough it seems.
Personally, I always pack somebodies shopping how I'd like my shopping to be packed i.e. bread in a separate bag so it doesn't get squashed, eggs not with heavy items and meat in a separate bag encase it leaks or anything
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Well then you are a shining example of good customer service! You'll be a 'manager' in no time.
Yes, I have questions to ask them that I am required to do so as per terms of my employment.
Also it's bloody rude!
Well then you are a shining example of good customer service! You'll be a 'manager' in no time.
Why thank-you, I do try. I just think that for £5.14 an hour when the minimum wage of my age group is £3.62 I put my most into the job to keep it.
Pfft, good luck. Put too much effort into your job, perform just a bit too well and you'll be stuck at that level forever without any chance to climb the ladder. The Dilbert Principle says this is so.
Old people in mobility scooters who spend at least 2 hours in he shop to get about 5 things. There's a regular at where I work, who seems to spend the whole time reversing and all you can hear is the beeping sound throughout the whole shop. Sometimes he'll drive over to you and ask you to get something from the shelf and then put it in his little basket at the front, when just before that he got out of his scooter to do it himself 
Oh and husbands who leave their wife to shop while they go to the magazine section and start to read a magazine/newspaper. It's a shop not a library!
Oh and husbands who leave their wife to shop while they go to the magazine section and start to read a magazine/newspaper. It's a shop not a library!
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I know their only trying to be nice, but when checkout staff try to make awkward conversation. Sometimes they are nice but sometime its a bit odd.
have to admit to a rage quit at b&q earlier.
have recently got the keys to our new house(wednesday and its been non stop decorating since.
so after 14 hours on wednesday 14 hours on thursday and a 8am start today i wandered into b&q this afternoon tired stressed and in need of supplies.
whizzed round several rolls of wallpaper and a few hundred litres of paint and i find myself at the checkouts.
ONE checkout open with a queue of at least 10 people and 3 members of staff milling about the self service checkouts. so decided to go self service and get back to the decoarting sharpish BIG MISTAKE.
after many unexpected items in the baggage area(seriously if i scan a tin of paint and i put a tin of paint into the baggage area what would you possibly think it might be, i was presented with a £130 bill no problem, into the wallet and feed the money in. the first 6 £20 notes go in with no hesiation but the last one identical to the others and lifted from the same cash machine refuses to be taken. never mind i've got a few more, but no the bleeding machine wont take any of them. hmmm never mind. so after interrupting what can only be described as Jabba the huts long lost cousin from this months thrilling Hello magazine or whatever glossy celeb trash mag it was i was told well nothing i can do, you can either pay the balance by card or use a different note. I have to admit i did loose the plot a tad. made a scathing comment about her poxy machine not wanting to take any of my money and stormed off to the vending machine for a can of juice leaving Mrs foxtrot to sort it out before i wedged a stanley knife into the employees throat.
HATE self service machines that dont work
have recently got the keys to our new house(wednesday and its been non stop decorating since.
so after 14 hours on wednesday 14 hours on thursday and a 8am start today i wandered into b&q this afternoon tired stressed and in need of supplies.
whizzed round several rolls of wallpaper and a few hundred litres of paint and i find myself at the checkouts.
ONE checkout open with a queue of at least 10 people and 3 members of staff milling about the self service checkouts. so decided to go self service and get back to the decoarting sharpish BIG MISTAKE.
after many unexpected items in the baggage area(seriously if i scan a tin of paint and i put a tin of paint into the baggage area what would you possibly think it might be, i was presented with a £130 bill no problem, into the wallet and feed the money in. the first 6 £20 notes go in with no hesiation but the last one identical to the others and lifted from the same cash machine refuses to be taken. never mind i've got a few more, but no the bleeding machine wont take any of them. hmmm never mind. so after interrupting what can only be described as Jabba the huts long lost cousin from this months thrilling Hello magazine or whatever glossy celeb trash mag it was i was told well nothing i can do, you can either pay the balance by card or use a different note. I have to admit i did loose the plot a tad. made a scathing comment about her poxy machine not wanting to take any of my money and stormed off to the vending machine for a can of juice leaving Mrs foxtrot to sort it out before i wedged a stanley knife into the employees throat.
HATE self service machines that dont work
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A while ago there was a phase where the girls at my Tesco were being particularly flirty. I couldn't quite work out wether it was some kind of game they had devised to pass the time (since I noticed them exchanging glaces), or wether it was a result of some bizarre Tesco customer service policy.
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Not much sets me off, though I do tend to quietly "stew" for most of the shopping experience. Mainly just "other people" that annoys me.
ESPECIALLY people who don't seem to understand the protocol of moving their trolly against the shelves, in a parallel formation, when they're looking at items and instead sprawl it right across the middle of the aisle. Two of them at the same time is almost enough to pull my pin.
Others are people who take a grossly inordinate amount of time either bagging their purchases, searching in their bag/purse for money, or asking the sales person to scan different items in a different order to figure out what the total will be. "Oh no, sorry, can you remove these two and add that instead?" AAAAAARGH.
Also get cheesed off at people eating/drinking things as they walk around before paying for them. The wife sees no problem with it, and my mother used to do it but I find it extremely rude and against established trade/use protocol so it tends to get me boiling.
ESPECIALLY people who don't seem to understand the protocol of moving their trolly against the shelves, in a parallel formation, when they're looking at items and instead sprawl it right across the middle of the aisle. Two of them at the same time is almost enough to pull my pin.
Others are people who take a grossly inordinate amount of time either bagging their purchases, searching in their bag/purse for money, or asking the sales person to scan different items in a different order to figure out what the total will be. "Oh no, sorry, can you remove these two and add that instead?" AAAAAARGH.
Also get cheesed off at people eating/drinking things as they walk around before paying for them. The wife sees no problem with it, and my mother used to do it but I find it extremely rude and against established trade/use protocol so it tends to get me boiling.
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I can't believe I didn't know that it wasn't illegal.