If you've ever been to the Wal-Mart by Warden and Eglinton, you might know what I'm talking about when I say:
HOLY FRICK!
As I grow ever-so-older =], I find things less and less impressive. But ginourmously huge Supercentres? Damn. First off, this place is absolutely massive. There are clothes, housewares, home decor, garden centre, auto centre, electronics, a McDonald's, an optician, around 38 checkouts (I can't imagine them all being in use at once), and a full on grocery store. This includes a complete produce section (yay, veggies and fruit), a meat and cheese counter, and enough other food to feed a small country. So much food, so perfectly faced, and so very well aligned on the shelf. I actually started feeling sick looking at all the food and walking down the aisle. Well, nausea or the fear of God.
After working in retail, I definitely have a higher appreciation for things I never even considered before. For example, if you see an aisle that looks like it's stocked completely full of stuff and it's all pretty and neat, it's because someone spent their time putting it in order. And wow, it looks breathtaking but facing/fronting is hella hella boring. Make sure the English label is on the front. Make sure it's pulled to the edge. Make sure the boxes are aligned. It's annoying menial labour but someone gets paid to do it.
On another note, I had a complete shit for a customer today. Blah blah, normal transaction. Acknowledge/greet, scan, total, take money, open register, get change, give change...
"WHY YOU DO LIKE THIS?"
W: ...Sorry?
CS: "LIKE THIS." *sporadically splays out his fingers with his hand in the air, facing down*
W: *thinks, the frick is he talking about.*
CS: "When you give money! You throw it! I never see anyone do like this. LIKE THIS! Don't you ever do this again to anyone else!"
W: ...
Then he leaves. I DROPPED YOUR FUCKING CHANGE INTO YOUR FUCKING HAND. Do you expect me to daintily place every single coin into your palm? I DON'T KNOW WHERE THAT'S BEEN. Next time I whip your change at your FACE, ASSHOLE.
HOLY FRICK!
As I grow ever-so-older =], I find things less and less impressive. But ginourmously huge Supercentres? Damn. First off, this place is absolutely massive. There are clothes, housewares, home decor, garden centre, auto centre, electronics, a McDonald's, an optician, around 38 checkouts (I can't imagine them all being in use at once), and a full on grocery store. This includes a complete produce section (yay, veggies and fruit), a meat and cheese counter, and enough other food to feed a small country. So much food, so perfectly faced, and so very well aligned on the shelf. I actually started feeling sick looking at all the food and walking down the aisle. Well, nausea or the fear of God.
After working in retail, I definitely have a higher appreciation for things I never even considered before. For example, if you see an aisle that looks like it's stocked completely full of stuff and it's all pretty and neat, it's because someone spent their time putting it in order. And wow, it looks breathtaking but facing/fronting is hella hella boring. Make sure the English label is on the front. Make sure it's pulled to the edge. Make sure the boxes are aligned. It's annoying menial labour but someone gets paid to do it.
On another note, I had a complete shit for a customer today. Blah blah, normal transaction. Acknowledge/greet, scan, total, take money, open register, get change, give change...
"WHY YOU DO LIKE THIS?"
W: ...Sorry?
CS: "LIKE THIS." *sporadically splays out his fingers with his hand in the air, facing down*
W: *thinks, the frick is he talking about.*
CS: "When you give money! You throw it! I never see anyone do like this. LIKE THIS! Don't you ever do this again to anyone else!"
W: ...
Then he leaves. I DROPPED YOUR FUCKING CHANGE INTO YOUR FUCKING HAND. Do you expect me to daintily place every single coin into your palm? I DON'T KNOW WHERE THAT'S BEEN. Next time I whip your change at your FACE, ASSHOLE.
That would've been sweet.
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