#work in retail

[angstitty]

Straight up forgot to pause the Brittany Broski video I was watching at work when a client came in, realized when she started screaming her lungs out about god knows what.

Love my life

[zoyalaisobachka]

What I like about working in retail:

Big part of customer conversations are similar, and over the years ove worked out scripts for most variations. The work is repetitive.

What I hate about working in retail:

The above but also changes in the things above, plus environmental overstimulation.

And that's on working retail as an autistic ADHDer lol

[ghostlyghostme]

What it was like to work on the 24th

[devcica]

Today customer told me that I'm cunt and they hope that I and my family die during Christmas. And only reason was that I asked her to leave because she couldn't behave. Like wtf.

[nightlight-doodle-corner]

Just something that normally happens when I work in retail as a cashier

[oasisr]

after hearing "simply having a wonderful christmas time" by paul mccartney 74 times while working in retail, I came to the conclusion that they shot the wrong beatle

[rayveneyed]

nanami kento is the kind of man that makes people swoon without even realising it.

he's the kind of man to walk into a luxury store after work, suit jacket folded over one arm and a bouquet of flowers in the other -- his blonde hair still mostly perfect from the high-end pomade he uses. he scours the shelves, frowning to himself, while the attendants whisper and giggle amongst themselves near the tills -- an argument over who will be the one to talk to him, because he's intimidatingly pretty.

("just look at him," one whispers. "he's definitely buying something for a girlfriend."

"a wife," another disagrees. "c'mon. he's giving husband vibes."

someone hums. "but i can't see a wedding band."

"his mother, maybe?" says one other. "oh, i love when guys come in shopping for their mother."

"nobody's mother is getting a bouquet of a hundred red roses--")

eventually, one of them is volunteered as a sacrifice -- smiling and sweet as all attendants should be, she clears her throat. the others, crowded around the till, watch the exchange closely. "excuse me, sir. is there anything we could help you with today?"

her mouth is dry and her hands are clammy -- and when he fixes her with those narrow, burning eyes, her throat bobs.

"ah, yes." and his voice is deep and gravelly and drawling, and her stomach turns. she can only imagine what her coworkers are thinking -- hell, she can only imagine what she's thinking. her mind has stopped short. "my girlfriend likes this brand quite a bit. i thought i'd pick her up something..."

disappointment brews in her stomach -- and it's stupid, she knows it's stupid, because obviously a guy like that is taken. and -- she glances down at the roses -- obviously he treats her super fucking well. of course he does, because why wouldn't he? "oh, perfect! do you have anything in mind?"

"well, actually..."

he ends up buying one of the priciest gift boxes available -- fancy body care and perfume laid out in their signature boxes, decorated with ribbon and dried lavender -- no argument, no fight. he doesn't look for something cheaper, doesn't try to haggle or remove something to decrease the price. he adds, and adds, and adds -- and when she mentions a special offer at the till, a little add on for an extra 2000 yen, he accepts it readily. he inserts a black card into the card machine (of course, a black card), takes the beautifully wrapped bag, and thanks the girls for their services -- and just as he's leaving, his phone rings.

of course he answers the phone with hello, darling. of course he begins to ask his girlfriend about her day, the girls think with some amount of annoyance -- of course. maybe the curse of retail isn't entitled assholes expecting you to wait on hand and foot for them -- maybe it's the handsome men coming in to splurge on their girlfriends while you're painfully single and working for pennies.

[pjharvey-moved]

i think having worked a retail or food service job actually is more important to not being a loser than doing drugs or having sex. the poll that showed so much of this site has never worked one of those jobs was actually way more concerning to me than any of the celibacy sweep polls

[mostly-funnytwittertweets]

[goththembo]

Moodboard for when you have to do the job you were hired to do in the location you applied to getting paid the wage you had to agree to

[caffstrink]

Retail

[high-quality-tiktoks]

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Its okay they could call me on a rotary faster than i could explain to them I’m old enough to know what a rotary phone is

[ghostlyghostme]

OKAY, MEN. GOALS OF JOKES IS: MAKE PEOPLE LAUGH.

This is, of course, about sexist jokes as well, but I'm rn mainly talking about when men saying the most deadpan, sincere sounding shit, ans their kids have to apologise saying "he.. he likes to be funny"

Sometimes, I even respond, "Oh really? Couldn't hear a single joke."

What is it with men doing this? What part of this is funny? "These kids are institutionalised, does that get them a discount?" Where is the setup where is the punchline? He didn't even laugh himself!

[space-bowl]

Unconditional love.

Based on this meme, shoutout to whoever made it (I saved it a while ago so if you see this and it's you, please let me know!):

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