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Post by BloodAngel on Aug 29, 2006 8:04:12 GMT -5
Because there's news in the world that's really, really stupid.
For example:
The East Brainerd Movie Gallery has been shut down. Wanna know why?
Because someone was stupid enough to say ON TV that they had no security. On TV. Let that sink in a moment.
Done? Good. So, of course, what happens? They get robbed left and right. The most recent one involved stealing the deposit at gun point. I don't know about that store, but we don't make that much money. Not worth adding armed robery to your police record.
So, that means that Dara went up there last night to help shut it down. In the process, we got more cotton candy, highly detailed Scooby-Doo candy, more clear cases to lock the video games and the "mature" movies in, (Oh, BTW, don't ever rent Peach brand porn. It really sucks) and more inventory.
This inventory includes SPD vols. 4 and 5, Child's Play, Return of the King on DVD, Officer and a Gentleman, and the Great Gatsby. Oh, and the Leonardo DeCapitated version of Romeo + Juliet. That films one saving grace? Leo dies.
What do you think, J.T.?
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Post by J. T./Jessica on Aug 29, 2006 8:32:59 GMT -5
*Sighs*
Though unfortunate, at least we get more clear cases in....
With that out of the way... PLEASE tell me they fired whatever Grade-A MORON did that! You just KNOW that there's gonna be people who try to see if other Movie Gallerys have no security too!
(Out of cur... oh, wait, this is Movie Gallery, upgrading security would take more money than just closing a store. Never mind.)
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Post by BloodAngel on Aug 29, 2006 8:39:09 GMT -5
The whole store's gone, so I'm sure they're fired.
Wait until you hear about the time Jennifer had at the Dalton Store Saturday night with some idoit from Murry.
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Post by J. T./Jessica on Aug 29, 2006 8:41:22 GMT -5
(They could've just been transferred... say to Michigan?)
Oh?
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Post by BloodAngel on Aug 29, 2006 8:56:24 GMT -5
(Heh. That's the damn truth. I show you how to fix that tommorw. I think you come in at seven)
Jennifer was asked to help close Dalton. Always after extra hours, she went. She knows nothing about this place. Hell, I knew nothing about the place. When she gets there, she finds Janice has left her everything she needs to know to close the store. There's only one thing missing: Another person. If you think our Saturdays are bad, imagine Dalton's.
So, in comes this girl named Tabby. She's from Murry county. You know what she did for three hours? Sat in the office on the phone. Personal phone calls. And when line two started ringing, it was for her. When she finally came out, she had the nerve to say "I'm sure you where hoping I'd finish counting this drawer down so I could come up here and help you, huh?"
Now, you've seen me count a drawer. The drawers up there are just the same as the ones at our store. It takes me an hour and forty-five minutes to count three drawers, and that's when they're misbehaving. About ten to fifteen is enough for one.
Oh, and during this three hours, when Jennifer needed help, she went to get this Tabby girl. She came out with the cordless still between her shoulder and ear. Didn't even put it down to help the customer. I'll tell you the full story on that one at work.
Finally, the phone stoped. Then this girl points to the list of housekeeping chores and says "You better hurry and get this done because I wanna go home early and I'm sure you do to." She also said "I don't know how you do things in Varnell, but this is how we do them in Murry County."
Then, about fifteen till, the phone rings. Little Miss Murry County says to Jennifer "You better get that." Jennifer picks up the phone. "Is Tabby there?"
Jennifer put down the movies she was running, handed her the phone, clocked out, and left.
Then she called Dara. Her supervisor has been informed, and I am now wating on the fallout.
That would not have flown with me. Not at all. If she'd said, "I don't know how you do things in Varnell, but this is how we do them in Murry County." to me, I would have relplied, "You wanna know how we do it in Varnell? Fine. Get down on your hands and knees and vaccum the floor. With your mouth."
This girl had to be a trainie. She knew less than Jennifer did, and Jennifer wasn't aware that the EDRC card doesn't take care of concession items.
Is this what I'm going to deal with for my entire time at movie gallery?
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Post by J. T./Jessica on Aug 29, 2006 9:09:28 GMT -5
"How do we do things in Varnell? We do them RIGHT."
Probably. Most people probably just see Movie Gallery as a Joe-Job (something to buy you your morning cup of coffee/joe) and don't care how they do. We might not see Movie Gallery as a career either, but we still prefer to do the job right...
You know what's scary? That none of this surprises me...
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Post by BloodAngel on Aug 29, 2006 9:14:51 GMT -5
I'm surprised Jennifer took it for so long. Three hours in the back on phone calls and then come back up front with such an obvious lie? No. That girl would have been off that phone within an hour, max, and all other phone calls (Or at least the ones I intercepted) would have been greeted with "Yes, she's here, but she's doing her job right now. Call her when she's at home.
And if she'd pulled an age thing with me (She was probably about five years, maybe more, older than Jennifer), all I would have said is "That means you should be more responsible than me. I don't spend hours on the phone while doing my job, and I'm twenty."
Mandos save me from idiots...
Mandos is busy, says he'll take your call later!
Manwe isn't, though!
Shut up, both of you!
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Post by J. T./Jessica on Aug 29, 2006 9:21:48 GMT -5
After about half an hour to an hour, I would have probably just sent her home myself, y'know?
Actually, from what I know through personal experience, age and maturity aren't linked. Some of the most mature people I know are the younger ones.
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Post by BloodAngel on Aug 29, 2006 9:25:29 GMT -5
Still, that's just pathetic. Jennifer called Dara saying that she'd never work at that store again.
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Post by J. T./Jessica on Aug 29, 2006 9:33:21 GMT -5
Never work at Dalton again or never work with someone from (or work at) Murray County again?
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Post by BloodAngel on Aug 29, 2006 9:37:27 GMT -5
Work at Dalton. I wonder if they tried to call me. Wouldn't have reached me, though. I was taking a nap, trying to recoup sleep that the evil plot bunnies had stolen from me.
They stole it from me again last night, too.
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Post by J. T./Jessica on Aug 29, 2006 9:42:12 GMT -5
Why? From what I gather, the problem was the employee from Murray County.
...Which I will now avoid like der plague...
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Post by BloodAngel on Aug 29, 2006 9:44:18 GMT -5
It's okay as long as you don't get a trainie. And it's not a Saturday night.
And you remember they close an hour later than us on weekdays.
I'd get an account there in a second. "Lord of the G-String". Pure comedy gold with halfway decent porn!
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Post by J. T./Jessica on Aug 29, 2006 9:52:14 GMT -5
Amanda, I've been at Movie Gallery five months, almost everyone's a trainee to me...
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Post by BloodAngel on Aug 29, 2006 9:54:01 GMT -5
I've been there a year and three months. Everyone's a trainie to me too.
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