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Anything that we discuss at any length in these forums eventually shows up in ads in my (this) browser. A while back, we talked about walk-in tubs, which is not something I have any need for, but just because I had the text on my screen, I started getting ads for them. I probably will get them again now. I clear my browser cache/history at least once daily just so I don't see the targeted ads.

Speaking of shitty pet owners, a woman came into the store yesterday to tell us that someone had left their dog inside a locked car with the windows rolled up. It was 80°-82° yesterday. Our Customer Service Assistant Manager called the woman (by car description) over the PA system and she came to the CS desk. She asserted that the dog was "fine", that she parked in "the shade", and was only going to be in the store for a few minutes. She came through my lane (I didn't know it was her) and I chit-chatted, as one does to customers, about how rattled I was about the situation, and she said, "That's my dog. It's FINE. I parked in the shade. I'm a great pet owner and parent! I didn't want to leave the windows down to let the cool air out. I was only running in for a few things." She had about 10 items. She told me I shouldn't talk about customers. She's not wrong about that, and I felt like shit about it and learned my lesson, but I don't feel bad about wanting to call the police on her. What she did was not only animal cruelty, but is also illegal in NC. What I'm finding online is that a car can heat to over 100° in 80° weather within the 15 minutes she was in the store. I guarantee she wouldn't leave a kid in the car like that. I hope her dog runs away to someone who will take proper care of it.

Little Girl wants everyone to know she is beautiful and with her legs that don't quit, she should be a model. I agree, because I need her to help pay her and her mother's food and litter bill.

I have found in my store that some people who do that have mobility issues. Some people who use a cane to walk will instead use the cart to stabilize themselves and put the cane in the cart. This certainly isn't the case with everyone, of course (two of our perfectly mobile stocking employees shuffle through the store leaning on their carts), but it's fairly common. I have a lot more patience for them than I do for the totally able folks who use the battery-powered mart carts (like so they can take their kid(s) on a "ride"), taking them from people who really need them.

I fourth what everyone else is saying. I should've listened to my gut the first time I was crying in the bathroom at my last job, which was about six months in. @hoosier80, I can imagine you feel like you don't have the energy to update your resume or even think about applying for or interviewing for other jobs, because that's how I felt. It was all I could do to get through each day. All I can tell you is you will feel immense relief when you are free from that place, so focus on that. Channel that into your quest to find something better. I wish you the very best, because you deserve it.

Yes to this a thousand times. It took me way too long to learn this lesson.

Here's a tangentially related work peeve. There is a commercial jingle that plays over the store radio that's about Charmin toilet paper giving you a "shiny heinie". I kid you not. It's so bad. I found the full-length song. The only part that plays in the store is the middle part where the woman sings over and over, "My heinie's so Charmin shiny." 😵 It plays eleventy-billion times a day and I HATE IT SO MUCH. I hate those bears too.

That last sentence made me literally "LOL"!

This is so bizarre! I know that teenagers don't have fully developed brains. I also get that words don't necessarily mean to grownups what they mean to kids, but still...how could anyone ever think this was in any way okay??? I mean...her parents would see that! I just don't get it at all. When I was in middle school, an acquaintance/classmate either killed himself or was playing with a gun that went off and killed him. I remember us all being so distraught that no one would've ever thought to write anything of that nature. The funeral was surreal and horrific. Another guy was killed in a car accident in high school when I was maybe a freshman. He was talked about with reverence for years.

He's garbage. I'm sorry you went through that.

Speaking as someone who has worked in a deli and bakery in two grocery stores, you are completely right. Never, ever eat then serve with the same gloves.

This is what I struggle with. When do you tell a manager that coworkers aren't doing their jobs? Do you then look like a "tattle-tale"? Does the manager even care, because the coworkers haven't been doing their jobs as it is, so it's likely the manager knows and just doesn't care. I have a coworker (another cashier) who has been at the job a shorter time than I have, and I've been at my job only since January. She previously worked there and was fired for excessive callouts (being "sick" or whatever) and being late a lot, but they rehired her, for some reason. I don't know how much time passed between when she worked there before and now. She has called out at least three times that I know of and is 15 to 20 minutes late every single day. Ours is not a job one can leisurely stroll into; for example, I work 2-10pm most days and relieve the morning shift person. The schedule is set up to cover people coming and leaving and store business/busy-ness. Being down a person for even 15 minutes is a hardship on the rest of us. Oh, and she's dating another store employee, so she "goes to the bathroom" for 15 minutes at a time for at least two times during a four- to five-hour shift. Or he's hanging out at her lane, where he absolutely doesn't have any reason to be. The Assistant Customer Service Manager knew she came in late two days ago. She didn't notice yesterday. The CSM keeps saying, "We need more people," and I tell him, "No, we need better people," to which he replies, "We need more people." Sigh. No one wants to be an actual manager.

The Steve Hawk that is the brother of Tony Hawk is not Mina's husband. That man is a journalist and surfer in his 50s. Mina's Steve is his 30s. He works at Apartments.com, per his LinkedIn page.

I didn't get it until I read your post.

I regularly get mail for the next box over to the right in the bank of boxes in my apartment building. I'm 202; the next apartment/box is 212. I never get 200's mail, nor does 200 ever get mine. And I don't know why there's a 200 and a 202 but nothing else until 212. I've lived in my apartment for 5.5 years, but I still get mail for previous tenants (and I always put it in outgoing mail marked with "Not at this address—RTS"). I get that mail carriers have a lot of mail to deliver, but my last name is on the inside of the box. Like, aren't these things the basic requirements of the job? Reading numbers and names?