Oh Jesus

Well, Sunday absolutely sucked! Every single person was rude, and I am not exaggerating. We got bitched out left and right all day.

I can only remember this one bitch. So she brings up earrings and her receipt. Not the packaging for the earrings, JUST the earrings. So, because the earrings could be from anywhere, I told her she needed to go to Jewelry so they can verify that they are ours. She asked if she could return them over there. I told her no, they would verify that they are ours, and send you back over. Well, she goes over there and gets the OK from Jewelry. Well, she comes back and goes to Ashton instead of me. Meanwhile her friends come up and ask her what's taking so long. The bitch starts spouting off about how I wouldn't return the earrings, and that they needed to be "verified" (in a sarcastic tone), and that the Jewelry girl asked why I sent her over there. She referred to me in the 3rd person as I was standing right next to Ashton. I was about to hit her over the face with a bat. She just made it seem like it was SUCH an inconvenience. I was about to jump in and tell her that we have no idea knowing that those earrings came from here, but I didn't want to start an all out argument. And there is NO WAY the Jewelry girl said "Why did they send you over here?" because she used to work in Guest Service and knows all the policies and stuff.

Whatever, it was people like that all fucking day, and I pretty much ran out of there when my shift was over.

Today I work 3-close in GS by myself, which isn't unusual. It sucks. I hope someone decent is working in the photo lab so I can talk to them. I was supposed to work at 4:30 but I guess they want me there at 3. I don't mind, it sure beats doing practice work for my classes. Then I work 2:30-7 in GS on Friday, and I have the weekend off. And I didn't even ask for it off. Score one for me!

Day of Absolute Hell

Holy fucking shit, it was SO GOD DAMN BUSY yesterday that it wasn't even funny. It was just person after person, and it rarely stopped. From about 12:30-4 we had a line at all times. And there was 2 of us. Ashton called in sick, but she was supposed to work 2:30-9 in GS. So, Amanda didn't have anyone there to help her close. I hope to God Ashton had a good reason or else I will be extremely pissed at her. She also better show up today or else I'm going to talk to the head cashier about not putting her over there. You can't just call in if you are GS unless you have a good reason because chances are they won't have anyone to cover the shift.

Yeah, so I work 12-5 today with hopefully Ashton 12-7, and Amanda 2-10. I have a slight inclination that it will be busy as fuck today too. Especially since Canadians buy, buy, buy one day, and return, return, return the next day. Again, don't buy it if you don't fucking want it. It's just that easy.

Well, yesterday Food Ave was a mess. We got 3 fucking busloads of Canadians in a fucking row! And they all go to Food Ave. Why? I have no fucking idea. There are so many better places to eat within walking distance. But the Canadians are SO FUCKING RUDE in Food Ave! I freaked out on a few. I was helping this older couple, and the computer crashed. Well, Amber was ringing someone up on the other till, so I waited until she was done. The woman said, "Uh, we want our food, we're on a bus." I told her I still had to ring her up. So I rang them up, and they asked, "When is it going to be ready?" I told them it would take a few minutes, and we would call them when it was ready. They say it in the rudest tone ever. Every single fucking Canadian asked, "When is it going to be ready?" I got sick of it quick, so I just started being rude. I had to repeat myself so many times. After the total and I gave them their change and told them we would call them when it was ready. I had one guy ask after I said we would call him up when it was ready, "Is there an order number you need to give me?" No! We will call you up by what you ordered when it is ready. "Do you need my name?" NO, WE WILL CALL YOU UP WHEN ITS READY!!!!!! Then there was this Canadian couple standing by where you pick up the food, after they just ordered thinking it was going to be ready right away, and Chris turned to them and said, "It will be a few minutes, you can go sit down." Haha! We were all being so rude because they were being rude to us. Tara told me the reason why they are so rude is because in Canada most of the fast food jobs are held by the homeless and whatnot. So they think because they are better than them , they can treat them like shit. I seriously want to chew out a few of them today. I want to help back-up in Food Ave so I can be rude to them. They never complain. Haha! I'm so evil.

Friday I worked with Sara in GS, and it was a blast. She told me a story about how she went shopping at Wal-mart at 12:30-1 am, and when she left there was a Canadian car parked next to her. She took the gum out of her mouth, and put it under the door handle. Haha! I seriously laughed for about 10 minutes after she told me this. Damn she is funny!

That night I did my whole spiel where at 9:30 I tell the departments to get their abandoned merchandise up to GS before 10, and not to bring up anything after 10. Well, it was a slow night, so everyone had a chance to bring up their shit. Well, at the end of the night Kyle, a TL in grocery, came up and said, "Why do even say that because no one listens?" I ignored him because I don't dignify slams against me with a response. The thing was that everyone did listen, and everything was up at GS before 10. He was just mad because he had a full cart. If you would've came to pick it up when I called you the first billion times, then you wouldn't have anything to bitch about. Well, Sharon also bitched me out saying I shouldn't tell them to not bring stuff up after 10. I told her I've got many compliments about what I say, but Sharon was just a bitch. Whatever. The only reason I started saying the spiel is because I called up departments and they bitched that I called them up there so often. So, I'm getting mixed messages. On one hand, you want GS to be fucking spotless with no returns in the cart, and on the other, you want me to accept abandoned after 10. You can't have fucking both! So it is officially the end to my 9:30 saying. If I hear one person bitch that they have to keep coming up to GS, I will flip.

Our store at 4:30 had ~$138,000 in sales already and our goal was $208,000. I definitely think we made the other $70,000 by the end of the night, if not way more. I ended up doing $2100 of returns, and it would have been more if I didn't open. My net sales was $-1500. I think that's funny, I'm not making Target money. Haha. Oh well, they have to have someone working returns. Our store made roughly $16,400 an hour, and how much of that was mine that hour...$7.95. If you're wondering where I'm pulling these numbers from, I printed out my report, and the stores before I left. It's always interesting to see. That $2100 worth of returns doesn't seem like much, but a majority of it was all $20-30 items. It was a lot of people. I'll try to print the info out for today too.

Well, I suppose I better get ready. I've been feeling sick the past couple of days, but not sick enough to just sit home and do nothing. And plus, I could get Canadians sick, and why should I miss out on that? Haha! I can't wait until they need a passport to get into our country...January 1, 2008. Far away, but at least it's something to look forward to. LOL

Boring

Wednesday night was pretty boring. It was really dead...really dead. Thank God I brought my notes to study so I had something to do.

Photo lab was dead too. People that dropped off for one hour, usually got it in 30 minutes or less. Jared was working over there, so he and I talked throughout the night.

There weren't any rude/funny guests. Everyone was decent, which is always nice.

We got sent home at 10:15 because it was so dead and everyone got their stuff done. I would LOVE more closes like this! I ended up leaving at 10:20 because I was still doing my GS shit.

Maggie told me she scheduled me to close on Saturday in the 3rd week because I'm sorta training a transfer in, and she said I was the "strongest" closer at GS. That's good to hear. I just wonder if the transfer has been trained at GS in her old store, or if it's gonna be a new thing.

It's kinda scary that now I have been up at GS the longest, when I can clearly remember being the newbie over there. The only people that have been over there longer than me are the head cashiers, and Kari and Donna (who used to be head cashiers), and Phyllis (who doesn't work that often). But yet I'm the person that knows the most over there. I can pretty much handle every situation that I can. Sure there are some times where you need a manager or whatnot, but every other instance I can handle. It's just funny that even the head cashiers ask me how to do things.

Today I cashier from 2:30-9:15. Ick. I better be a breaker because I cannot STAND being on a lane for a whole shift. I guess we'll see how it goes.

So Fun

Ok, so Heidi took Donna's shift on Saturday so she worked 8-3 and I worked 11-5. I love working with her. It makes time fly by, and we each hate people and don't put up with rudeness. Heidi could be more evil than I am. Haha!

There was this one woman who wanted an adjustment. Well, we need to have the actual receipt in our hands to do an adjustment. Well, she brings up the item she bought from the salesfloor. She didn't bring the actual one she bought, but the same thing from the floor. So we tell her she has to have her receipt. She wants us to look it up. Not possible for adjustments. She even told us to return it, and buy it back at the sale price. Nope, we can't do that. It is possible, but it's against our policy. So we again tell her we need her receipt, ans she tells us it's at home over an hour away. We tell her there's nothing we can do. That's when she yelled, "That's complete BULLSHIT!" And she walked away. As she was walking away, Heidi said, "Well that was rude!" The way she said it was hilarious. We both laughed at her after she left.

Nothing else funny happened that day. Sara was just talking to me and Heidi, and she said that Amber couldn't pronounce her last name, and thought that was impressive. Haha!

Well, I don't work until Wednesday, and I close GS, so unless something new develops, expect to hear something after that shift.

Not Fun

OK, so Wednesday was boring. I was by myself, but it was fucking dead. I was so bored, I fucking took to the registers a Mr. Clean Magic Eraser. You don't realize how dirty something is until you clean it with a Magic Eraser. Invest, it works wonders. Well, Sharon gave me a great team card and a candy bar for cleaning. Whoop-de-doo. Well, it better show in my review.

Then yesterday I cashiered 2-6 and I was a breaker. Only I get 4 hour shifts as a breaker. Within the first 10 minutes, my back already hurt because the cash drawers on the lanes are so much lower than GS. So that was fun. Then at 6 when I was supposed to leave, Maggie asked me to give her her lunch and shit like that doesn't come by often so I agreed. I like the fact that she asked me because then hopefully she knows I can handle it.

There was only this one rude bitch while I was cashiering. We sell Jelly Belly jellybeans at my sotre, and it's a serve yourself kind of thing. Well, there was other things besides just jellybeans. So this woman comes up with 4 full ass bags of candy coated almonds or something. The bags were so fucking full that the zip lock on the top of the bag wouldn't shut. So I go to lift the bag up, and it burst open and went everywhere. The bitch blamed it on me. Uh, don't fill the bag so fucking full and then you won't have to worry about it spilling everywhere. Then she bitches how she doesn't want the ones that spilled. Well, no shit! She said, "I don't want the ones that spilled, people are going to eat these." No fucking shit!

And to the commenters that put random shit in their comment, don't. If I see any more comments with spam in them, I will delete them. Once again, thanks to those commenters that leave just comments.

Sunday

Sunday wasn't that bad although I was quite annoyed with Bridget. I mean, she says "I'm going to sort this cart." That really doesn't need an answer, but she keeps going, "Hello? Are you listening?" Yes, I fucking heard you, I just don't need to say OK to everything that you do. Just fucking do it!

Then there was this Canadian bitch that I argued with. Her friend came up and asked if we exchanged money. I tell her we don't, but she can use the paper money at the tills. Then she asks about Canadians checks. I tell her we can as long as they write 'payable in US funds' on the check. Well, the rude bitch butts in and asks about Canadian travelers checks. I tell her we can't because they aren't in US funds. I guess that was the wrong thing to say because she flies off the handle asking why we can't. I can't even get a word out because she won't shut up to listen to me. Then she walks over to the wall with our adjustment/holiday merchandise policies, and asked where it said she couldn't use them. I told her there was no sign, but she was already leaving. What the fuck? We don't take Canadians travelers checks because we are in the United fucking States. The only currency we HAVE to collect is US currency. No where does it say that one country has to take the currency of another. We take Canadian cash/checks as a COURTESY to Canadians. We sure as fuck don't have to. A lesson? Exchange your money BEFORE you go to another country, and if you can't, don't expect them to be able to take it. Jesus fucking Christ. Stupid idiots.

Some days I just want to argue with people. I love it. That's so mean to say, but I only argue with the people who cop a 'tude. Yeah, you're not going to get away with treating me like shit, sorry. And it's not like they can complain about me because they were being rude first, and my rudeness back is justifed to an extent.

The next time I work is tomorrow from 3-close at GS. Funny part is that Donna leaves at 3 and there is no other person. So, no other person + no overlap = crappy. I won't have a chance to bring back defectives so instead of have half a day's defectives to bring back at the end of the night, it will be a whole day's crap. Just fucking great. I'm sick of closing. At least I don't close for a week after Wednesday. It should be fun...right.

Absolutely FUMING

Oh my fucking God, that was one of the worst nights I've had in a long time. SO many things pissed me off today, so this will probably be a bit long.

Here goes: As for guests, there was only this one MAJOR bitch. Oh my fucking God. OK, so here's the back story. She wants to return 4 things: a comforter thing, a curtain, and 2 pillows. The prices for each was 40.49, 22.49, and 13.49 for each pillow. So before I even get there, she had come up to GS and they told her to get item for item for equal or greater value. OK, enter me. She comes back up and tells me she's exchanging. But she doesn't even take the shit out of her cart. So, I tell her to put them on the counter so I can scan them. (It only makes sense.) She gives me this fucking dirty look. I am done being nice to her. So I didn't know she was already up there and they told her what to get. The department number on the shit she has was for Hardware, but it was in Domestics. There is some kids bedding in Hardware and that's what I thought this was, so I tell them their exchanges have to be in Hardware. They both freak out (it was a couple) and Sara told me that the stuff was actually in Domestics. I can admit I was wrong. Then, they start making fun of me asking each other if they want to do the exchange over there, and they started laughing. They looked at me like I should be laughing, and I give them this straight face. It pissed me off. So, then I tell them they have to do item for item in Domestics for each price or greater. They already have some shit with them. Everything was fine except for the 40.49 item, they wanted a 19.99 and 29.99 item to cover it. Normally I would let this slide because I try to be nice, but these people were rude AND Canadian, so there was no fucking way. So I tell them that it HAS to be 1 item for 40.49 or greater from Domestics. They put on this shit story of how there was nothing there that they wanted. Too damn bad! They continue bitching about how they will have to pay more anyway, and I continue to tell them that it wasn't possible. They want to speak with someone else, and so I call for an LOD, but Tara (a GSTL) came up. She re-explained what I said, and they still bitched. I wish I could videotape these things because it's hard to remember everything that happened. Well, they bitched that they were Canadian and don't get down here often, and how they have never heard of such a return policy. Then, they wanted someone higher than Tara. SO we get Blake, the head fucking honcho of our store, and he again tells them that what we have said was correct and we had no way to override it. The woman says, "I want you to at least try." She says this the the fucking store manager! He got pissed, and told her that it wouldn't work no matter what. They still bitch about how they don't want the more expensive sheets because they will not match. Yet the cheaper ones were the same color. Uh-huh OK bitch. So they FINALLY decide to go with the more expensive sheets. So I do the exchange for that item. I do each one separately, like we are technically supposed to. I more so do it so we burn up all her returns without receipts for the year. Haha, oh darn. Well, she wanted a 12.99 item for the 13.49 item. As long as the guest is fine with losing the difference, we can change down the price. So I ask her if that's what she wants. She bitches about how we can change down a price, and not do 2 items for 1. I tell her I'm doing her a favor by changing the price down. Otherwise she would have to walk her ass back to Domestics and pick out an item for 13.49 or greater. I of course tell her this. She shuts up and I finish her shit. She also asked that if the stuff she got didn't match or whatever, if she could return it. We told her she would have to exchange it like she did within the 90 days. She then says she won't be back in 90 days. They just might be stuck with it if it clearanced out or whatever. DON'T BUY SHIT IF AREN'T GOING TO BE BACK TO RETURN IT WITHIN THE TIME FRAME!!!!!! They finally leave and Tara gave me a Great Team Card for 'sticking to policy.' I could've used a shot of hard liquor.

We got plenty of Canadians asking if we exchanged money. We never have. Then they ask where they can exchange it. I'm not a fucking tourism guide. I tell them at a bank, then they bitch that they are all closed. That's when I shrug my shoulders and give them my 'I don't give a shit' look. Catch me in a bad mood, and I will tell them to exchange it before they come down here. WHY doesn't that thought cross their minds? Oh yeah, because they are all slobbering idiots with the brainpower of a retarded screw.

That so far isn't even the beginning of this truly shitty day. Sara gives Tara her lunch at 6, and I think this is fine because I wanted my lunch at 6:30. Well, a little after 6:30 Sara calls me and tells me she's going on her lunch and then giving the operator her lunch. Great. So I went on lunch at 7:45, over 3 hours after I get there without a break or anything. So I get back at 8:15, and Sara has to give Tara her break. So, when she was done with that, I went on my last break at 8:45. Yeah, 30 minutes after I got back from my lunch. So I get back at 9 and that's when Sara leaves. I don't blame Sara for any of this, it just didn't work out for me. We couldn't do defectives, put ads in kiosks, or get the ad binders from the lanes. Now it would have to be done after closing. More on that later.

So at 9:30 I do my usual spiel where I tell everyone to bring up their abandoned before 10 so it can get out on the floor. Not even a breath after I finish, Kim gets on the walkie and says no one will do it because they are taking down the ad signs. Whatever. Then I say, there is full carts for so and so departments, and again Kim gets on the walkie and says no one will come get them because they are taking down ad. You really didn't need to cut me down over the walkie. That really pissed me off for the rest of the night and I wasn't being nice to anyone. Well, Natalie from the salesfloor comes up and jokingly says that I should know better than to call for returns on ad-takedown night. Wrong thing to say bitch. I don't give a shit if you are joking. So I told her, "Well, then I don't want anyone bitching that they have to keep coming up here to get returns."

So hell on earth aka the store finally closes. People just drop their shit off at GS. They just leave the cartfulls and throw other shit on the counters. I decided I wasn't going to bust my ass sorting it at that time and when they came up for their returns, they could do it themselves. I was only concerned about me at that point. So I get the ad binders from the lanes. I get back the carts are still there. I'm not touching them until I'm ready. So I bring back TIPS and defectives. On my way back, a SFTM asks what the carts were. I told her they were abandoned. Also, Nancy, the worthless TL that does nothing all night, comes and talks to me. She says she likes my spiel at the end of the night, but I shouldn't do it on Saturday nights. Spare me, I've already got bitched out once thank you very much. So when I finally get back up there, there was 2 carts of stuff, and shit ALL OVER the counter. My store is full of a bunch of lazy asses. If you have 2 things, get your ass back here and put it in the carts yourself. So I sort that and I don't call for people to get their shit. I don't really care at this point. So I go drop the ads off at the kiosks around the store. More shit to sort was waiting for me, as well as a half cart of defective stuff. It'll have to be done tomorrow, my computer is closed down. I put it all in the SDEF bin and hope the openers tomorrow will do it. So I start doing the ad binders for the lanes. We take out the old ad and put in the new one so each checklane has one. Well, Kim comes up and she bitches and bitches about how we at GS always put stuff in the wrong cart. She wants Roberta to come up with something so that we can 'get it right'. All within earshot of me. Kim wants us to scan each item with a PDT to see what aisle it's in, and then put it in the corresponding cart. This might work except for the fact that it's constantly fucking busy at Guest Service. Work a fucking month in GS to see how tough it is to keep up with everything. I bet you would be begging to go back to Toys. Fucking pigass. So after that, I put the binder back on their lanes, and go put the ad up in the entryways of the store. This takes some time because you have to thumbtack each fucking page in. I also cleaned the glass that covers it, which hasn't been cleaned since let's say 1954. I finally finish with everything GS related around 11:15. Yeah, holy shit. It has never taken me that long to finish GS EVER. It would've been a lot shorter if we did some of that ad shit before Sara left. We punched out at 11:30. We made almost $250,000 and how much will I see of it? Not even $50. Pathetic isn't it? That's why I can't wait until I'm in my actual career. I'll make more than these stupid people running this shitbin.

On a lighter note, Bridget is a moron. A guest asked if we had a "feeding room" where she could breastfeed her baby. The kicker? Bridget turns to Sara and asks her. UH NO! What the fuck!!? You fucking work here and don't know that we don't have a feeding room? DUMBASS! The real question is, why is the woman asking? Is there places with so-called feeding rooms?

I forgot, the other night a guy came up to GS looking for another exit. He wanted to sneak up behind his friend at the car, so he wanted to go out the TM door. I looked at him like he was retarded. I told him we have 2 guest doors and that's all that he could use. Idiot!

Then there was this woman who was yelling, "GUEST SERVICE! GUEST SERVICE!" as she was walking up from about 20 feet away. I also looked at her like she was retarded. Who does that!?

I also had a couple who wanted to know how to buy something with a registry. "When we buy it, will it automatically come off the registry or do we have to do something?" Do you listen to what comes out of your mouth? Do you actually think our computers can read your fucking mind and take what you are buying off some registry? Give the damn sheet to the cashier, and they will take it off you stupid list. This thought must be common because when people return gifts, they never have gift receipts.

And tomorrow I get to do it all over again. Fucking Bridget and Ashton open tomorrow. Great for me because they don't know what the fuck they are doing, and Bridget is just all around annoying. I don't think she can say know to people. Whenever she gets into a position where she has to say no to someone, she always passes it off onto others, to possibly take the blame away from her. I think she figures the guest won't argue with her but the person who told her no. You can't be like that at GS. You have to be firm or the guest will just try to intimidate you, and make you want to do it their way. The ball is always in the employees court, and it needs to stay there. Once you don't sound sure of yourself, guests will read into this and assume you don't know what you are doing. Sara said she was going to talk to Maggie about getting her out of GS. Haha! Sara and I were also pissed that Ashton never has to close and get every other weekend off. That's not fair at all. Not when I fucking close every fucking night I work. I may have to have a conversation myself about everything that's bugging me. Huh, it would take hours, if not days. I left a bunch of things to do for Ashton and Bridget if they have any down time. When I got there, the defectives weren't done and the SDEF bin wasn't done either. I don't know if they haven't been trained in properly or what, but oh my fucking God people. I don't care if anyone thinks I shouldn't be telling them what to do, get over it. I fucking carry GS, so I don't appreciate when people don't work as hard as I do. What pisses me off the most is when you're not doing something if you're not helping a guest. There is always something to do. Yes, there are definitely times where there is truly nothing to do and that's fine, but most of the time you can be doing other things. Especially when they should be done before I get there.

Ok, I'm getting to the point where I can barely type correctly and it took me about 2 hours to write this bitch. Yeah, it may say 12:24, but that's when I started it. It's 2:22 now and I'm ending it. Peace out!

Oh God

Yesterday sucked. I don't know what it was, it just didn't feel right.

I didn't have any all that bad guests. There was this one woman who just dropped her bag on the counter, and turned to talk with the person behind her. OK, I'm not a fucking robot. So, really loud I ask, "Is there anything wrong with it?" I just do it to make her stop talking. She turns around and says no, then goes back to talking. So then I'm done with the return and say she'll be getting so and so back in cash. I usually wait for approval from the guest because I have had some freak outs. Well, she keeps on blabbing so I just cash it out, and she hears my register open, THEN turns around. What a ho.

There are so many Canadians down this weekend and it really sucks. Every other person is asking if we exchange money. NO! But you can use is to make a purchase. After we explain that, they ask, "So we can't do a straight exchange?" WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST SAY!? NO!!!!!!! Jesus Christ, exchange your money BEFORE you come down here DUMBASS! Don't expect us to cater to your every need.

Some kids and the "security guard" a.k.a. AP for all you Target folk got into an argument. Well, one kid took a motorized cart, and so Danelle (that was her name) asked him if he really needed to be on it. Apparently his knee hurt. Yeah, ok whatever. So she told them that if the horsed around with it, she'd be back and tell them to get off it. Well, apparently some TMs saw them and they were running into stuff. That pissed her off, so she went and found them and told them to leave. Haha! I think that's hilarious.

I had some woman call me at GS to see if someone was registered at Target. Do you not have a computer!? So I check and they are registered, and then she asks how to get the list when she comes in. Duh, I dunno. I tell her to come up by GS, and the kiosks are right on the side. Then, look up who you want, and print it out.

So yeah, I get to close tonight too, and Sunday. So there goes my weekend. Sara was supposed to open today with Bridget, but she switched to 2-9 to help me. We were both relieved because we didn't want to work with Bridget. They were trying to get Bridget to work the 2-9, but she said she couldn't. THANK GOD. Now I get to work with Sara and this should be a fun night. The weekend bring out the worst in people, and I'm sure I'll have plenty of stories.

Oh My Fucking God!!!!

Well, I just realized that I graduated with a girl that is going to be on the newest season of America's Next Top Model. WHAT THE FUCK!? That is so fucking weird. And she's going to my friend's party tonight. I almost want to go just to say I've hung out with her. Haha! I'm so pathetic. She did use to work at Target as a cashier though, so I can say that I've worked with her. And she wanted to switch a shift with me way back when and gave me her phone number. I wonder if it still works though. I'm not going to try it. I'm not that pathetic.

She of course was one of the popular people, so she never really talked to me until after we were out of high school. I'm still in shell shock. That is so fucking weird. It's funny because I had another friend who graduated with someone that was on the Real World although I forget which one. I would have never watched this show before, but now I feel like I have to.

If you want to know who it is, leave me a comment and I'll leave a clue. (It'll give away where I live.)

I'm going to be a little gossiper and spread this around Target. This is just too fucking weird!