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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!
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Reminds me of this...
Patient: "Doc, did you figure out what was wrong?"
Doctor: "Yes. You have McLufkin's Syndrome. The good news is that the treatments are simple and 100% effective. I assure you I can cure you fully. The bad news is they're also very expensive."
Patient: "I'm just a wage-earner, Doc. I don't exactly have $20,000 sitting in the bank."
Doctor: "Don't worry about it. I would be violating the Hippocratic Oath if I refused to treat a curable condition just because of that. My office offers a very easy payment plan, where you can pay in monthly installments over time. And I'll begin curing the condition today."
Patient: "Oh, I see. The payment plan is kind of like buying a car."
Doctor: "Yes, I am."
Posted by: The Last Archimedean | Sunday, November 18, 2012 at 11:23 PM
Yay for the corporate version of capitolism! Where the basic concepts of capitolism have been twisted until they in no way resemble capitolism!
Posted by: Skittles | Monday, November 19, 2012 at 12:19 AM
Funny story. Hope this person enjoys unemployment when someone from the company sees this fb post.
Posted by: Chicajojobe | Monday, November 19, 2012 at 04:13 AM
@Chicajojobe- As far as I can see, it doesn't violate any of the "normal" policies regarding social media. No cussing, no badmouthing the job, etc.
Posted by: photoslave | Monday, November 19, 2012 at 05:52 AM
Plus, no mention of keying the word "DICK" into the side of the nice new car.
Posted by: NC Tony | Monday, November 19, 2012 at 02:05 PM
I had a day somewhat similar to this. The day I was informed that my hours were being cut in half due to the downturn in the economy, my boss spent half the day standing at my desk bitching about how the new leather ottoman they had purchased, from the same company, from the same line, didn't exactly match the color of the rest of their new leather living room set.
Posted by: Nobody | Monday, November 19, 2012 at 05:25 PM
@Nobody how on earth did you manage to keep from stabbing that bastard with anything in reach?
Posted by: Skittles | Monday, November 19, 2012 at 11:44 PM
And at that point I would have tossed the boss out the plate glass window. You might not be able to break the safety glass, but you CAN break the seal around it that holds it in place!
Posted by: Bitch Boy | Tuesday, November 20, 2012 at 02:05 PM
By gritting my teeth and repeating to myself "it could be worse, it could be worse" over and over. Boss made a point of starting by saying "we were going to let you go entirely" before dropping the bomb. And they let me keep my health insurance without paying extra, which was huge for me. When I was living paycheck to paycheck, before the cut, I would have been annoyed by that much whining over a piece of furniture. That day I was ready to hurt someone.
Posted by: Nobody | Tuesday, November 20, 2012 at 08:05 PM