Supermarket hates?

[sil3nt]

You didn't get from my post that I've had to be stationed in a single spot for days on end? And in real world conditions

In the scheme of things, its fuck all.

Damn, if someone can't pull that off, they might as well be dragged outside and shot.

And there is a difference between real physical work and standing still.

Don't believe it?

Get a few checkout operators, give them a sledgehammer, get them to "try it"

You could measure the fail rate in seconds.

We get it. Your big and tough and everyone else is weak

You go stand in one spot for 9 hours without much physical activity. Completely different to what you do.

[Headbanger]

We get it. Your big and tough and everyone else is weak

This is true. I have also recently ( a few minutes ago) grown a hulk hogan mustache to further exemplify this fact.

You go stand in one spot for 9 hours without much physical activity. Completely different to what you do.

Been there done that, No big deal.

You have no idea what I "do", I sure as fuck don't swing a sledge hammer anymore, that shits hard work.

[DrunkenMistake]

This is true. I have also recently ( a few minutes ago) grown a hulk hogan mustache to further exemplify this fact.



Been there done that, No big deal.

You have no idea what I "do", I sure as fuck don't swing a sledge hammer anymore, that shits hard work.

[Headbanger]

Of course I'll tell you more.

[george formby]

Not many who haven't worked in retail service can understand the exquisite agony of standing in one position for a full working day.

That's more or less what I do but, being self employed & aspiring to get child rates one day, I sit down now & again. The real hard part is trying to maintain a level of civility towards my customers. I suffer from trigger lips on occasion. The simplest of queries can turn me rabid after the 50th hearing.
Mind you, I've swung a sledge hammer too, or more accurately it swung me. Stuff that for a lark, I will stick to making the odd customer cry & sore feet.

[Big Dave]

Our groceries were just delivered to my kitchen bench.

[gatch]

I used to work in produce at countdown.

I was close to the end of my engineering pre apprentice cert and had started a second job part time, at the firm where I am now just part of the furniture. Stacking capsicums on the cold shelf, I got nailed by some nameless nasty she-bitches trolley, who proceeded to fuck all of my carefully stacked capsicums around.

At that point it hit me, an epiphany. "FUCK IT !" says I, while the disgruntled then startled customer looks on. Into the store managers office, "consider this my resignation".

The worst part of supermarkets ?

Customers. Hands down.

[imdying]

Our groceries were just delivered to my kitchen bench.

Same. They have an app that lets you scan all the shit on your shelves. They have a list of all the shit you normally buy from your previous bills (ok, not me cause I don't bother with their loyalty shit, but will probably be useful to some of you). Then it's simply a matter of surfing the web when you've got 5 minutes spare, over lunch, whatever, and pick a time for delivery.

[Headbanger]

Surely the women folk take care of all that crap?

I can't say I care how she does it, as long as its done, The only time I enter a supermarket is for refreshments, The other crap either appears in the cupboard or is served up on a plate.