Abbey
Spork Queen
I've had the last two days off, but the day before I worked I had a lovely prankster mess with me ALL day long. (I think it's because he caught on to me sabotaging the bagger test.)
We are required to greet EVERY person, whether it be a customer or coworker within 10 feet of us. Well, lovely Matt told all the new recruits that I wanted to be called Grandma. So, about every 10 seconds I hear, "Hey Grandma! Grandma...what aisle is the mustard? Grandma can I go on break?" My customers must think I have a zillion kids.
Next he comes up and pats me on the back just normal chit chat. In about 2 minutes every person within 30 feet of me is dying laughing. I'm like...what? Whats so funny?
He put a sign on my back that said: I'M NEW AND NOT SO SMART. BEWARE.
Toss in him throwing peanuts at the back of my head while I'm helping customers.
The kicker, though, was when I went to leave. My CAR WAS GONE. I'm flipping out! I had my keys, so I was pretty sure I drove that day. I go back inside the store and I'm frantic. Someone stole my car!! I flip open my cell to call the police and he couldn't keep a straight face. That little bugger went in my purse (remember, no one locks anything here), got my keys and moved my car across the street! Then, put my keys back.
So, I need some good revenge ideas. I swear...when I go in today, the first person who calls me Grandma is going to get a roll of toilet paper shoved in their mouth.
Abbey
We are required to greet EVERY person, whether it be a customer or coworker within 10 feet of us. Well, lovely Matt told all the new recruits that I wanted to be called Grandma. So, about every 10 seconds I hear, "Hey Grandma! Grandma...what aisle is the mustard? Grandma can I go on break?" My customers must think I have a zillion kids.
Next he comes up and pats me on the back just normal chit chat. In about 2 minutes every person within 30 feet of me is dying laughing. I'm like...what? Whats so funny?
He put a sign on my back that said: I'M NEW AND NOT SO SMART. BEWARE.
Toss in him throwing peanuts at the back of my head while I'm helping customers.
The kicker, though, was when I went to leave. My CAR WAS GONE. I'm flipping out! I had my keys, so I was pretty sure I drove that day. I go back inside the store and I'm frantic. Someone stole my car!! I flip open my cell to call the police and he couldn't keep a straight face. That little bugger went in my purse (remember, no one locks anything here), got my keys and moved my car across the street! Then, put my keys back.
So, I need some good revenge ideas. I swear...when I go in today, the first person who calls me Grandma is going to get a roll of toilet paper shoved in their mouth.
Abbey