Some ranting from a Children's Clothing Slave and her Assistant Manager who deserves a Retail Balls Award for taking out a Nasty Ass Thief:
I've
worked retail for four years now because I thought it would be fun to
find a job the day after I turned 16. Not only have I been in hell,
I've been in the hottest part of hell all four years: childrens
clothing.
Not only are all customers bitchy and dumb in the first
place, when it comes to the devil spawns they are 50 times worse. Now
no matter how much I would love to rant about all the horrible shit
they put me through, I thought I might as well list a few
gripes because my boyfriend is sick of hearing about it.
The Assistant Manager saw a suspicious customer pick up
a pile of clothes and stick it in her fucking luggage sized purse.
Because our fucking security guards are to fat and lazy to get to our
store in time she decided to handle the situation herself.
She locked the
custy in the store and demanded she give our merchandise back, the
bitch refused and acted innocent while the A.M. proceeded to cuss her
out and get in her face. Now the bitch is mad and asks for corporates
number so she can file a complaint.
My A.M. proceeds to pick up the
phone and dial it for her. When she sees this, the bitch pulls out
something like $300 worth of merchandise out of her bag and leaves the
store in peace. Ever since then we have way less of her kind come into
our store.
....although only proceeded by return hell.





















Oh, return hell... I kinda laugh at customer service though. Some of those bitches deserve everything they get from customers- and oh so much more. I will say some of them, I feel bad for. But those cases are few and far between.
Posted by: Jit | December 10, 2009 at 07:30 AM
Woo hoo! A manager that actually locked a customer in the store??? We are not allowed to touch or approach customers we see (or think we see) shoplifting. Only tell a manager and let him/her deal with it. You have to wonder what kind of training a manager goes through.
When I worked in a mart store I used to talk to the head of security on my breaks. She was very nice and used to tell me stories about catching guys twice her size walking out of the store with stuff. Usually they didn't put up any hassle, but one time she had to do a football tackle on one, and took him out at his knees. I wince every time I think about it because I've had knee problems since I was 12. She was no bigger than I am, and I guess this guy was about 6'5" and about 270. YIKES! I decided after that I didn't want to train for store security.
Posted by: Pharmacy_psycho | December 12, 2009 at 02:21 AM