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Greetings Curious Scroller,
If you've never landed in this part of cyber space before, you have taken a hard, fast plunge into the fiery depths of work hell. RHU is dedicated to giving the service worker a voice. If you are an angry customer, a corporate suite, a homophobic race-hater, and you don't like skull masks or swear words, this blog isn't for you. Click away now, before your ears bleed and your eyes explode.
I'm Freddy, Crypt Keeper of Retail Hell Underground RHU -- a place for service slaves to have a voice, tell their story, support each other, or just have a chuckle about the insanity of working in the 10th Circle of Hell! I'm also the author of "Retail Hell," the funny memoir about life as a handbag sales associate at an upscale department store! The sequel, "Return To The Big Fancy," has just been released in hardcover and e-reader and is available wherever books are sold!
My battered and bruised faith in humanity was just restored slightly. This is wonderful.
Posted by: The Last Archimedean | Tuesday, October 02, 2012 at 03:12 PM
Awwww! I love stories like these.
Posted by: Karebear | Tuesday, October 02, 2012 at 03:40 PM
Put me down for a big awwwww, too, please. How sweet.
Posted by: Bored at the Bookstore | Tuesday, October 02, 2012 at 05:00 PM
If this stuff doesn't provoke an emotional response, you're not human. I cried. :)
Posted by: Legal Minion | Tuesday, October 02, 2012 at 06:02 PM
Oh God... my feels... I cried too. :)
Posted by: CashierBtch | Tuesday, October 02, 2012 at 07:12 PM
Okay, I'll admit it, I am majorly against war, but I support ALL the troops around the world. That being said, I am a sucker for surprise visits by soldiers. Like I spend two hours on youtube watching those moments, tears running like there's no tomorrow, and I don't mind that I should be working. Well worth it every time.
Posted by: Fortune Cookie | Tuesday, October 02, 2012 at 11:31 PM
I always wonder what they'd do if the kid wanted a truck or a puppy, rather than his dad.
Posted by: Doug | Wednesday, October 03, 2012 at 03:56 PM
Sniffle...
Posted by: Book Baby | Wednesday, October 03, 2012 at 08:03 PM
Yeah, seems a bit dusty in here, and it's not because whoever in hell "the coach" is told s.m. to emphasize the word "JOBS!" in such a weird way.
Posted by: Mick Waukee | Thursday, October 04, 2012 at 06:04 AM