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    Under New Mismanagement, Part 3

    | WI, USA | Bosses & Owners, Employees, Ignoring/Inattentive, Lazy/Unhelpful

    (I work at a fabric and crafts store where employees wear headsets to communicate. It is a stocking day and there are more workers than normal: in this case, three full managers, a part-time manager, and me [a part-time associate]. I am currently working the counter where patrons can get by-the-yard items measured when the register bell starts ringing.)

    Me: *ignoring the bell since one of the managers is supposed to be manning it* “—and how much of [Product] do you need today?”

    Patron #1: “Can you show me what three yards looks like?”

    Me: “Sure can.”

    (I starts laying out fabric when I notice no-one has gone to the registers.)

    Me: “One moment, please.” *over my radio* “There’s a customer at registers.”

    Register Manager: “We’re all in the office and will be here for a while. You’ll have to get it.”

    (Note: there is ALWAYS supposed to be one manager on the floor at all times and no one ever gave me the heads-up that I was the only one the floor. At this point, the patron at the registers is annoyed and smacking the bell.)

    Me: *loudly to be heard halfway across the store* “Someone will be with you as soon as they can!” *over radio* “I can’t. I’m cutting and have a line.”

    (My manager finally comes out, acting huffy and irritated that she actually has to do the job she’s scheduled for. Afterward, they all gather at my counter (guess their impromptu meeting wasn’t that important) where I am still helping patrons. They proceed to help the part-time manager pick out materials for a personal project and gossip, while on the clock, in front of customers. Register bell rings again just as I am done cutting and trying to get caught up putting everything away. No one else even acts like they hear the bell.)

    Me: *after running across the store to the registers* “Sorry, thank you for waiting. Apparently I’m the only one working today.”

    Patron #1: “I noticed.”

    Related:
    Under New Mismanagement, Part 2
    Under New Mismanagement

    They Heard You Loud And Clear

    | Sydney, NSW, Australia | Lazy/Unhelpful, Musical Mayhem

    (There’s a fashion shop near where I work that blasts their music so loud that we get complaints from customers about the noise in our shop. I can only stand being in the actual shop for a few moments, so never shop in there. One day I go in and grab one of their feedback forms. I start filling it in and get to the complaints area asking if there is anything that I don’t like about the store. That’s when I notice they’ve added:)

    Complaints Form: “‘Music is too loud,’ is not an acceptable complaint.”

    Must Bow To Work Rules

    | OH, USA | Bosses & Owners, Theme Of The Month

    (I wear a black hair bow to work. One day, I’m starting to close my area. I take my hair bow out to keep it from getting dirty. I’m still holding it when my manager goes by.)

    Me: “Look, [Manager]! I have a mustache!”

    (I hold it under my nose. He suddenly turns serious.)

    Manager: “[My Name], you know the policy on facial hair. You’ll have to shave before you come back.”

    Me: “Okay.” *moves hair bow*

    Manager: “That’s better.”

    Taking Things At Face Value

    | OH, USA | Bizarre/Silly, Bosses & Owners, Theme Of The Month

    (It’s quiet, so a coworker and I are doodling on scrap paper. I find a small stash of crayons.)

    Me: “Hey, [Coworker], what should I draw?”

    Coworker: “Oooh, draw [Manager]!”

    Me: “Okay!”

    (I proceed to draw a stick figure with my manager’s name on it. I pause for a second.)

    Me: “I’m gonna have fun with this!”

    (I proceed to write ‘[Manager] is a big mean poopy face’ under it. I then pin it to the bulletin board in the back. Later, I check by. My manager has left a note.)

    Note: “[Manager] is not a big mean poopy face. Do not illustrate her as such. Thank you.”

    The Number Must Have Popsicled Into Their Head

    , | New Zealand | Coworkers, Employees, Extra Stupid

    (I am eight at the time. I go to the gas station retailer to buy two popsicles, which cost 99c each. I have a “buy one get one free” card for the popsicles, but when I buy two I am charged $1.98. I thought there was an increase in price so I just leave, but I mention it to my dad in the car.  My dad tells me off and makes me go back in to the cashier with the receipt.)

    Me: “Um. Excuse me, how much is this popsicle?”

    Cashier #1: “99c.”

    Me: *startled* “Then why did I get charged $1.98?”

    Cashier #1: “Because you bought two.”

    Me: “But I have a ‘get one free’ card!”

    Cashier #1: “Okay, I’ll try again.” *points to popsicle #1* “This popsicle is 99c.”

    Me: “Okay…”

    Cashier #1: “And you get this one:” *points to popsicle 2* “…for free.”

    Me: “Yes…?”

    Cashier #1: “So the price is $1.98.”

    Me: “Huh?”

    (Cashier #2, beside Cashier #1, overhears the entire conversation and interjects.)

    Cashier #2: “Here, son, I’ll fix it for you…”

    (Cashier #1 remained confused after I left the store with my change.)


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