It's been a while...but nothing's changed ;)

So....I only have one shift left at my current store before transferring back to my old one (I have to say, I will never moan about working there again) and it seems fitting to write one last mega rant :) Customers continue to piss me off on a daily basis, for example;


1) Bitch, it says "wait to be called" ...If I HAVEN'T called you over, do NOT expect me to serve you until I've finished what I was doing. You can stand there, tutting, giving me evils, whatever. I really do not give a shit. If I need to put a pay out through, put some change in the till so I can serve you fuckers or just get some more bags you are gonna wait in the line and not complain about it.


2) Express Tills, the clue's in the title. Don't come to my till with a shit load of items and expect me to pack them all nicely for you. If you're too dumbass, or just too lazy, to walk over to the main tills where they actually have the room to serve you then all your items are just getting chucked in a bag and you can deal with it.


3) How about, instead of coming to the till and saying "I don't want this, this or this...." etc etc you just don't pick the items up in the 1st place?! Now someone else has to go and put it all back. 


4) If you went on holiday somewhere, it's common sense that you'd at least learn the basics before going away. Which makes me wonder how the fuck some people live in this country when they don't know enough English to put together a coherent sentence. You don't just say "bag", you say "can I have a bag, please?" or else I'm just gonna look at you blankly and pretend I have no idea what you're 'trying' to ask for until you work out some manners.


4 cont.) Manners cost nothing. Your items do. So, if you want them packed nicely and undamaged use some manners. And if you want me to do something for you, bitch you're gonna ask politely.


5) Yes I work in retail, but I also go to Uni. And I also have a life. My world doesn't revolve around work so if we're doing tannoy announcements that state that the store is either closing shortly, or we're shut, you better get your fuckin arse to my till cos I aint hanging around to serve you. And if you're one of the twats that seems to think you can take your time once you finally get to my till you're very much mistaken, I will be outright rude to you. Don't try and start up a conversation, don't suddenly decide you need to grab something else, don't do a price query, don't try and return something when the help desk has shut an hr before, don't take ages counting your change and don't hover about waiting to be thrown out. Bitch I have a home to go!


6) Chewing gum. Yeah it's great that you're making an effort to not have smelly breath, but purlease. Shut your goddamn mouth when you chew, I do not need to see it. Oh, and if you're just a smelly person in general, please avoid coming to my till and don't even try to talk to me cos I'll want you gone asap.


7) Yeah I get it, it's hot. We're in fucking summer, what do you expect?! Don't moan to me about how hot the store is when you've come in through choice and don't have to spend a prolonged period of time in here. I'm stuck here for 7/8hrs with a broken air-con...do you really think I care that you're too hot whilst enjoying yourself and I'm stuck at work?!


8) Couples - Aww, so sweet that you're all loved up. But again, I do not need to see it. It really disgusts me when chavvy couples, covered in hickies, stand there tonguing each other while I'm trying to serve them. And when you're buying condoms, a cock ring and headache tablets (true story) don't give me a dirty look.


9)Me: "Do you want cashback?"
Customer: "Yes"
Me: "...?"
Well how much do you fuckin want then? And how can you not know what cashback is?!


10) Don't pay for a bar of chocolate with a £20note when I can clearly see that you have more than enough change in your purse. -.-


11) So, a little while back now I was hovering about, doing jobs like baskets/trolleys/stock etc when I was asked to go get a bag of dog treats as the one the customer had picked up was split. Now, I don't mind. I was doing my co-worker a favour. But it isn't my fault if you picked up the last one stupid bitch, and if I take you round to the help desk for a refund and you're too rude to even say one word to me then don't expect me  to push you to the front of the queue. This bitch was really fucking rude, and I told her she'd have to wait in the queue to be served. After I walked away she proceeded to stick her head round the corner and shout at me "well aren't you gonna do it?!" I replied "no, I can't as I'm not a supervisor. That's why I told you to wait in the queue." She then stormed past me, swearing about me and the customer service. I would've LOVED to have stormed out after her and told her to say it to my fucking face, but unfortunately I need this job -.-


12) One thing that really fucks me off is when customers give you a dirty look if you dare to stop for a sip of water or talk to your co-workers, oh sorry, didn't realise I was a robot who has no human needs. Dick.


13) The highlight of my last shift was having a full blown argument with a customer...over....a bag -.- She just didn't seem to understand that as she so obviously didn't need it I wasn't gonna give her another one. Maybe if she didn't have such a bad attitude problem I would've gave in, but hell if she wants to be pathetic and moan about a bag I aint gonna stop her. I was getting paid for it man :D


14) I scan the items, I don't choose the price. So don't moan at me about how much everything is when our shop is a lot cheaper on a lot of things compared to places like Boots and Tesco. And if you're buying a tonne of heavy stuff, don't be a cheapskate. You can buy a strong, reusable bag for fucking 10p. I really cannot be bothered to pack all your shit for you to then ask/tell me to "double bag" it.


15) I will pack bags on the express tills as we have to. But if I'm on a normal till and there's 2/3+ of you standing there and one of me, do you honestly think I'm gonna pack it for you?! Hell no. You managed to walk round the whole store getting what you want, if I've gotta scan it all then you can pack it yourself.




....So, it's not all bad. Working at this particular store has put a major dent in my faith in humanity and my patience for dealing with fucktards, but there are some really nice customers (like 1 in a 1000 but hey ho) who make you smile :) It's almost guaranteed that they're closely followed by a complete cunt with a moody look on their face since you have the cheek to chat with someone who's treated you with respect and like a human being but it does make a nice change. For example, I served a sweet old lady who obviously had some sight problems and after I counted her change it was clear that she'd have to pay with a note instead, and rather than just chucking her change back into her purse once I'd put the transaction through I put the coins in one part and folded up the fiver and put it with her other notes in another part of the purse. This tbh, wasn't exactly a big deal and didn't put me out at all, but she asked me if I had a nana and when I said yes she said she knew I did because of how sweet I'd been to her. Now, how lovely is that?! :)

I'm Spinnin' Around...

...Or not as the case may be.


I'm a chunky girl, it can't be denied. And as summer's coming up, I stupidly thought "Hey! I'm gonna tone up and lose a few lbs!"


So I bought a Davina Rowing Action Exerciser, as I do not have the space or money for a real rowing machine, works well. If you do it every day you can feel a difference, so I thought "Why the hell not?!" And spent another £10 on a spinboard thing, also by Davina.


Well. 


It's fun, once you get into it, And here I was, 1am in the morning in a t-shirt and pants, happily spinning to the left and right whilst watching Come Dine With Me on youtube, a highly enjoyable episode too I must add, when I hear a weird creaking/scraping sound...


THE MOTHERFUCKING THING BROKE.


I am NOT impressed. This was bought a week ago. It was supposed to help me tone up, it was my new favourite toy!! ARGHHHHH!!!!!


R.I.P you piece of crap! I shalll be replacing you tomorrow, with a thigh-buster if they're finally in stock, if that fails, then it'll be another spinboard. I do love 'em <3

Short But Sweet...

Living on Uni campus is like living on a f'ing council estate!! 


WHY do people feel the need to walk about singing at the top of their voices when drunk? Seriously? Oh I'm SO much fun, I've been drinking, look at me stumbling about in heels I can't walk in & the top I'm wearing as a dress 0.o


Don't get me wrong, I love a good night out, but putting up with this shit every night (literally) and even at like 5 or 6am is just plain ridiculous. 


I am also fed up with the dodgy guys who pull up in their cars, and sit there with either the engine running or shitty chav music playing so loud you can feel it vibrating in your chest. I shouldn't have to put up with this, I don't like the crap they listen to!! Speaking of which, I had N-Dubz stuck in my head for the majority of my shift today. Now I don't know where that came from, but it better not happen again :/ They are plain awful & don't even class as musicians in my mind. It's just some random slag who thinks she has talent, much like Cher Lloyd actually...


So anyway. Nights out. Another thing that gets me is those who advertise the fact they're going out on Facebook like no-one else does it. Granted, it is mainly the underage ones who do this but c'mon. "Oh look at me I'm 15/16, but if I get my tits out and cake my face in make-up I can get served in the shitty, dirty pubs that all the people who are actually old enough to go out on the piss don't wanna go in." Yeah love, let's set something straight, the reason you're getting served in these pubs is either one of the/a combination of the below;
a) the owner/ barmen there are perverts
b) the pub is so crap, they'll take any custom they can get
c) the pub is so crap, it really doesn't care about whether it's customers are old enough or not


So before you go 'showing off' about your wonderful night out, maybe try getting in somewhere decent where they have bouncers and it's a decent place to go? Let's face it, if a group of girls walk into a pub wearing heels/ dresses/ tonne of make-up, proper dolled up, the people working there are gonna know you're not old enough to go out if you have to make that much effort to just go to the pub. 


And if you are having soooo much fun on a night out, and "getting on it" big time, don't sit on facebook?! No-one actually cares. No-one wants to know how much fun you're having, no-one wants to see the crappy mobile uploads taken in a scabby pub toilet & definitely no-one wants the "apmheue difh';['unrso jdifndh@s jshdbd dhdbd!" statuses, (i.e "I'm so drunk I can't type properly, yet I can get my phone, connect to the interent, load facebook, click in the status box, write a status & update it") Seriously. And don't get me started on the whole "Oh I'm so hungover, what did I do last night?! I'm so fun I can't remember a thing." Bloody attention seekers...


And aside from the fact that if you're having fun on a night out you shouldn't be updating your status every 2seconds cos you're too busy having said fun, don't sit there commenting on statuses etc either. Why do it?! 


Hmm, that wasn't short. Or sweet. Better throw something positive in there....


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I am currently in love with a few things;
a) luanlegacy on youtube - this guy has to be watched to be believed! He is such a down to earth person, and his rants are the best


b) Jacket potatoes - need I say more?


c) Mangoes - mango juice, mangoes themselves, mango smoothies, mango yoghurt, mango coolies, anything with mango in is ok with me ;)


ANNNNND


The Cardleator. What a man! What a beautiful voice, such a deserving winner <3333 And I used to be against the media-whore culture of the X-Factor, but that'a another story...

The Twats at Work.

You would think that on a nice sunny day, certainly rare in Leicester, people would be happier...Apparently not, if the customers I had to deal with are anything to go by. Seriously, there's only so long a fake smile will last.


Admittedly I wasn't in the best of moods when I started work. I didn't want to be there, I was tired, it was sunny & I had a tonne of Uni work I could be doing - yes! just cos I work in retail it doesn't mean I'm thick, or my life is going nowhere. Maybe some of you need to remember this fact when you casually stroll up to a till and talk down to the cashier as if you're God.


I digress.


The first incident occurred probably about an hour into my shift. A woman with her daughter came to my till & before I could even say "Hello" a packet of pork scratchings were thrown at me. Yes, literally. And not by the daughter, but by the adult mother who surely should know better? 


She started huffing and puffing, unloading her basket onto the till as she did so. As any cashier would do, I went to pick up the next item to scan it, but it was snatched away. "They're s-e-p-a-r-a-t-e" the mother said sarcastically. Oh yes, of course. I should've already known that. Makes perfect sense. Everyone puts two separate loads onto the till at the same time. 


So she's fiddling in the basket, which is packed with bags from other stores (Dear God, how many other people have had to deal with her today?!) and I politely ask "Is there anything else with this?"


"Yeah she's just getting it!" Er, OK Bitch.


Soon after a bottle of shampoo and conditioner were slammed down on my till, a £10 note was thrown at me and her bag of purchases quickly snatched away. I then served the daughter, who was a delight, and made a point of saying "thankyou" etc as she was such a polite, young girl. How such a rude person could bring up a child so well I'll never know, then again, I am only assuming it was her daughter.....


Before the poor child had even begun putting her change away she was being dragged away by the mother, and as I looked up a short moment later I could see the woman obviously moaning about me. Admittedly if I didn't need my job to survive (do not get me started on the cost of uni and the inefficiency of the student loan company) I would've definitely marched over there and said something. But *sigh* I need the money.


Now, what had I done to deserve this treatment? Answers on a postcard please.


I honestly cannot see the point in being rude, for no reason at all, to a complete stranger who's providing YOU with a service. You're at a till for a minimal amount of time, is it really too hard to be polite? You're not leaving a good impression of yourself, and to be frank, at every store there's certain regulars who people don't want to serve for various reasons. Do you really want to become known as a complete arsehole?


Another customer that stood out was a guy, probably in his 30s or 40s, who bought a £1 mother's day card and a pack of washing-up gloves and proudly stated "Never spend too much on your mother." ... This got me wondering. Were the gloves the present to go with the card? Did he really think that little of his own parent?! Personally, I found the £1 card bad enough. Don't get me wrong, I'm on a budget, but a cheap, awful looking £1 card? No thanks. I'd rather get my mum nothing than give her that. And to be frank, if I gave my mum washing-up gloves as a present, I'd be dead.