Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Feelin' Grumbly

In the great tradition of British summer weather's it's all gone a bit pants and things in the work place have fared no better...apparently the word is out that it's open season at Co-op and it seems like every bugger has been pinching some really random stuff...obviously wine and beer seem to walk out the store on their own but this past week has seen entire shelves of cheese, lamb joints, 185g bars of chocolate and an assortment of other bits and bobs apparently growing legs and wandering off....and for the most part there is not a jot I can do about it....not that my priority is to chase thieving toerags down the street...but the reaction on my late night Saturday shift from the customers in the store at the time was not exactly what you would call understanding.

7.30pm on a Saturday night...three (out of four) tills are open and there are four staff members in total...three of which are girls and the last a young lad of 17.....I'm wondering why we are so packed since Doctor Who is on and I'll be dammed if I'd rather be out buying a pint of milk if I had the choice.....so, like I said, we're dead busy with around 20-25 people waiting to be served...and I'm vaguely aware of a group of youngsters ( aged about 12-14) heading to the shop door looking rather shifty....I ring for the supervisor as they head out the door and hear from the awaiting customers that the little darlings have taken off with a keg of beers....the supervisor finally puts in an appearance and goes to check the CCTV...some of the customers start to tut and mutter comments under their breath along the lines of 'they've just walked out with a bunch of beers...what are you going to do about it?' to which I bluntly reply 'sod all'....apparently the customers prefer that I be in two places at once (serving them and enforcing the law) and also lay myself open to the abuse which I would no doubt get from the little 'rascals' who pinched the beer......not that any of the 20 or so people in the queue (right next to the beer shelf I might add) stepped in to suggest that the teens were too young to be messing around with alcohol and that they'd be better off going back to their mothers....oh no, apparently that's something else I'm supposed to be seeing with my third eye and dealing with my extra sensory perception....that and my obvious superpowers, which is what I would have needed if I had tried to chase after them and reclaimed the stock....and although I am indeed often mistaken for Wonder Woman, even I have to admit that is in fact where the similarities end.

So in summary...my job blows....the customers have their heads stuck firmly up their own arses, but will gladly contribute their opinions as to how I should be doing my job.....and those not sticking their oar in are probably the ones vacating the premises without paying with a basket full of cheese....oh and I forgot to mention the box of tins which split and fell on my arm this afternoon leaving me with one hell of a bruise forming....and the elderly woman and her daughter who were beaten up outside the front of the store last Monday by a woman with a baseball bat because the elderly lady didn't cross the road fast enough!!

I need a holiday...preferably somewhere like:


4 comments:

Jenn said...

O.K. emma. No pool but the beach is a 40 min. drive. When are you coming to stay???
Love, Jenn

Kimberly said...

Yes Emma, Jenn and I want you to visit us in Orlando! You need a break from "life"!

Nice yard sale Jenn, I enjoyed visiting with you today! I came home too soon though. He was just finishing tearing out the 2x4's with the saws-all and he started to jackhammer the concrete for the new plumbing! Sheesh! I am looking forward to going to VA, alone with my dad on Wednesday!

We will run away with Emma! LOL

Firefly mom said...

Good Lord - what kind of neighborhood is this store located? Kids stealing beer, baseball-bat weilding psychos, *and* people who purposefully miss Dr. Who! It's madness, MADNESS I say!

My friend Joan actually ran after and *tackled* a guy who nicked a 6 pack of beer from the store she worked at. Her boss freaked! She was instructed to never go after a shoplifter again (partially because they were afraid they'd get sued for whatever physical damage my friend caused).

I'm with you, though - the patrons who witnessed it could *easily* have shamed the kids into leaving it. A few years back I was in a little market and this guy had a handbasket FULL of cold medicine (it's commonly used to make methamphetamines). I happened to be standing in the same aisle and REALLY loudly I said "Gee, you're either *really* sick or you're making meth with that." The guy dropped the basket and fled the store.

Jenn said...

Hey Emma- I will let you know if I need and ear. Thankyou....