Well, I've completely stopped giving an ounce of a fuck about this job.
First, I went to work today and picked up my pay stub. I wait until I get to the cashes to open it and Awesome!Coworker says "Have you opened it yet? You'll be fucking pissed."
Oh good. That sounds like fun. I open my pay stub, only to see that I didn't get paid for ANY rapid credits. (I've actually gotten a lot better at getting them, so I've been getting at least 2 per day, and they pay us $5 for each one.)
Awesome!Coworker then tells me that nobody got paid for the ones they got, and our manager has no clue if we ever will or when we will.
Second shit show. We have a holiday in Ontario known as Family Day. It's a day off to spend with your family, which sounds like a pretty decent idea. I figured everyone at our store had it off because the mall is closed. Nope, we're staying open. We're the only fucking store in the mall that's staying open.
Then my manager comes down and tells me that I'm working it because only people with kids are entitled to that holiday, which is complete fucking bullshit. I right out said "Oh right, because nobody else has family that they might want to spend time with. Cool."
Third shit show! I can no longer fucking stand listening to people's life stories. I don't fucking care. I don't fucking care that your sister who lives in Sunnyvale, Nova Scotia has a tumour. I don't care what your opinion of Tears is, AND I REALLY don't care what you have to say about the fucking weather. Fuck off.
Keep in mind, I'm still very polite, but I'm nearly done. I had a line up tonight, and I asked the woman who was at my counter if her purchase was going on a Tears card and she says, "NO AND DO YOU WANT TO HEAR WHY I NO LONGER HAVE A TEARS CARD!?"
I said "No, thank you," and told her the total. I'm sorry, I said it politely, but I and the customers behind you don't have the fucking time to listen to your bullshit story.
Fourth shit show, and the last for the day. This job honestly has the worst and rudest customers ever. I haven't had to deal with this many cunts at any other job I've ever had, and I'm sure you guys remember the stories about my last job.
I had a guy bring up a pair of shoes and before I could even greet him, he shouts "THESE ARE ON SALE. I JUST ASKED."
Ok, lardass, calm down. The shoes he grabbed were a specific brand that almost never go on sale, and when I scanned them, they came up regular price. I told him, "They're coming up regular price, but I'll call and check."
He fucking loses his shit. "UHM. NO. THOSE ARE ON SALE. YOU BETTER FUCKING CHECK."
The second you swear at me, I'm done. I looked at him and said, "That's what I just said I was doing."
My friend was working in shoes, so she comes down, takes one look at them and says, "No, those are regular price."
The guy goes on a huge rant about how he just asked some redhead in shoes, and they said that they were on fucking sale, and this was fucking bullshit and blah blah blah.
My friend told him, "Well, I've been the only one in shoes for the past two hours and the only redhead working right now is the cashier that you just yelled at. Have a good night."
She walks away, and the guy keeps bitching at me and kept screaming that this happens every time he comes in here, so I just looked at him and said, "They aren't on sale, do you still want them?" He didn't respond and kept yelling so I said "No? Ok, goodbye." And promptly ignored him until he walked away.