My rant from one 3.5 hour shift on the weekend at Target:
- If I'm on front door, I MUST check every bag that leaves the store, whether it be a handbag, shopping bag, sports bag, whatever. This woman was so paranoid when I asked her to show me her bag, she asked "what, my handbag?" Yesn you dumb up-yourself slut, your handbag. She walked off with her cashed-up husband and three screaming kids muttering something under her breath. Moral of the story: I DON'T MAKE THE RULES. We have conditions of entry posted at our entrance which say you MUST present all bags, parcels, prams etc. for inspection. You're not special and you're not exempt from that condition, so fuck off.
- Tell your kids not to climb on the EAS gates...they look like ladders but, oh my god, THEY'RE NOT. I had two kids who were climbing on the gates while their father was returning some items and he wasn't supervising them at all. The gates were fucking WOBBLING, if they broke it and severely injured themselves (hehe) we'd've gotten the blame. The same customer was in the store a bit earlier and his dero daughter had walked out with two chocolates in her hand without paying for them and he didn't even notice she had them until 20 minutes after leaving the store the first time. Moral of the story: CONTROL & SUPERVISE YOUR CHILDREN. And if I have to control them myself, don't get shitty with me. I just don't want my area of the store to be damaged.
/rant.
I feel better.