Saturday, September 10, 2011

It`s Saturday, September 10th - HOW CAN YOU BE THINKING ABOUT SHOPPING?!?






One day removed from
the 10th Anniversary
of the tragedy
that marked
the ``Notties``
(THE 2000`s)
- AND YOU WANT TO
SHOP `TIL YOU DROP
- do you now?!?

Whether you`re in Europe
feeling somewhat unconcerned
and sought to buy new furniture at Como
in bulk at Metro
or tons of cheap stuff at Billa

Or you`re in America,
feeling enough time has passed
and enough water under the bridge
(as they say - but who are ``they`` really...)
and feel like Linen Chest luxury
Sobey`s GMO food
and other chemical-filled goodies
at a myriad other places...

Well, pause for a second now

And think
of those who have died
on that day
and ever since...

They`re not buying anything anymore.
The consuming has ceased for them - permanently.

Then resume your shopping spree -
if you have the heart for it,
of course. 


Sempre Por O Melhor
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Sunday, November 7, 2010

Retail Detail

Feeling like you're being passed up for any infinitesimal tiny bit of pseudo-promotion in thy field? You must be in the retail industry!

You must be a RETAIL DETAIL! (Which is still better than being a mere retail ITEM, mind you; one that gets manhandled, thrown to a corner, trampled upon, discounted before winding up, dejected, in a heap pile - but that is an entirely different story!)

Everyone is replaceable (e.g. expendable) in the whole frigging chain - everyone! From the littlest associate to the wretched CEO...!

And all are accountable too - of course!

I just paused the other day and observed the surroundings' cast of characters - and, boy, are they all characters indeed...!

Associate Fifi riding down the main store aisle on a shopping cart like an overgrown child, going "wheeeeeeeee" all the way (giving the patrons' kids the wrongest of examples in the process...!)

Supervisor-For-Hire Ralphie spending all her time chatting on the sales floor (with a customer - an intimate acquaintance type of customer - AND another supervisor, less-than-super...) while others are slaving away... Both of the are thus giving the wrongest of examples too; even wronger than Ralphie's direct underling, Fifi... As if Ralphie is not doing it supremely well enough with her customized mobile-desk-on-a-cart (a small removable shelf attached to a shopping cart so that Madame can write on it, keep her crap and never have to clean it up! Indeed, she just leaves all sorts of junk in the bottom of said cart which is then always stationed in everyone's way in the backstore; this when all other associates are told to never leave a single cart around in the backstore. Her cart has the shelf permanently attached to it, too - so it will never be removed and made accessible to customers ever again. And to add insult to injury, she herself would point out the others' carts, in her "quality" of (considerably-less-than-super) supervisor, even though any other cart forgotten backstage was without an attached shelf on top of it - and much less crap in it too! The only such cart ever left back there is indeed HERS! With the blessing of the other less-than-super supervisor - and the actual management as well. These peeps never believed in leading by example, obviously. But I am digressing right now...)

Associate Jo-Anne - always allowed to talk to as many customers as she wants and possibly can within the limited number of hours that she gets each and every week to do so - while being paid to do some kind of work, of course.

Associate Carlatt - never asked to come in earlier than she does, never asked to stay a minute extra - NEVER bothered with menial tasks such as "facing" or "defacing" or whatever it is that they want (who knows, anymore...!!!)

Associate Abe - hand-picked to replace a jerk, when the company policy is supposed to be all about "growing and promoting from within"... Ralphie was also brought in that way, of course...

All these peeps, and probably more waiting in the wings, can and will bypass the honest worker without much ambition that merely does what he is told, helps out where he is needed and is, in effect, by doing so... a mere retail detail.

:-\












Saturday, October 9, 2010

Those Are The Customers I Know...

I Know... Those Are The Customers I Loathe!!

(Parody of a song by the equally... ah... challenged - that's the word - Kids In The Hall; they also hung out at the mall and store when they were not stuck in the hall - I bet!!!)

Those are the customers I know, I know
These are the customers I LOATHE
These are the customers I know, I know
These are the customers I LOATHE!

Vandals and shoplifters
They sure don't respect the store
They've come nonetheless since the opening
We'll probably let them come for more...?!?

Those are the customers I know, I know
These are the customers I LOATHE
These are the customers I know, I know
These are the customers I LOATHE!

Retirees who got nothing else to do
And preening teens skipping classes
They keep on pestering you
My God they have got no class!

Those are the customers I know, I know
These are the customers I LOATHE
These are the customers I know, I know
These are the customers I ABHOR!

Constant flocks of immigrants
who do not know either of the official languages
Problem is they feel right at home -
our cashiers are all like them!

Those are the customers I know, I know
These are the customers I LOATHE
These are the customers I know, I know
These are the customers I DETEST!

The damnable bargain chasers
they think prices are negociable
This damn place is a retail store
Not a damn flea market!

Those are the customers I know, I know
These are the customers I LOATHE
These are the customers I know, I know
These are the customers I CAN'T STAND!

Defacers and vagabonds -
all they want is to make a mess
They want our store to resemble their pigsty so much
that they stay from noon until six!

Those are the customers I know, I know
These are the customers I LOATHE
These are the customers I know, I know
These are the customers I LOATHE!

Those are the customers he knows, he knows
These are the customers HE LOATHES
These are the customers he loathes, he loathes
These are the customers HE LOATHES!

Some of them have cash on them
others simply don't
All of them want things to be dirt cheap
all of them are blasted wretches!

Those are the customers I know, I know
These are the customers I LOATHE
These are the customers I know, I know
These are the customers I LOATHE!


Et les voici
And here they are:















And since we are all in a musical mood - take it away, disgruntled employees numbers 48 through 62...!  (This is another instant classic that somehow incorporates Wal-Mart and K-Mart as well!)





Meanwhile on the lowest stage of them all...





Cash flow is flowing at a very slow pace, that is why, you know - everything else has to be *fastly* done and dealt with, but not the cash flow - that has to be SLOW.
 And then there is not enough to go around... ugh!





And all that money saved goes to a good cause...





And then - such is their reward





:~/




Nota Bene: well, then - since the days of G.T. seem to be numbered, one will explore, next, the whereabouts of the great seller's bear reportedly extinct circa 1999. And, up next, on the very next post on this very blog, a detailed blow-by-blow account of what exactly transpired in that Triple Threat -no treat- match when Marvelous Wally took on The Big K and É-Coeur-Ant... not in the UFCW but in the ISW - Inter Species Wrestling! A true Canadian organization; hence the presence of the two official languages!
Stay Tuned for that one, ffffolks!


;)

Sunday, January 3, 2010

New Year's Wishes...!

This one is NOT for the "customer base" - nor does it come from them!
This one is NOT from the colleagues either - nor is it for them!
This one is for TRUE FRIENDS - VERDADEIROS AMIGOS!
They might be colleagues too, sure, absolutely - but they are, ironically enough, found in greater numbers ONLINE, amongst those contacts that one has never MET in person, but one has always held in high esteem. And it is reciprocal! And never, NEVER were any sour bits exchanged; only sincere, heartfelt gems of goodness.

As sincere as can be, on this earth, at this time...


And yes - the following comes from one of those online contacts of many years and is not of my own penmanship; although it could have just as easily have been indeed...




2010 está chegando...


Assunto: 2010 está chegando...
Enviada: 30/12/2009 11:04


AMIGOS,

Este texto não é de minha autoria, mas tomei a liberdade de repassá-lo, já que concordei com cada vírgula, com cada palavra nele escrita... e é com a melhor das intenções que desejo a cada um de vocês um

2010 DEZ!!!!!!!

"Dentro de alguns dias estaremos no último dia do ano de 2009... 
E depois da meia-noite, virá o Ano-Novo...
O engraçado é que ,"teoricamente", continua tudo igual... 
Ainda seremos os mesmos.
Ainda teremos os mesmos amigos, alguns o mesmo emprego, o mesmo parceiro, as mesmas dívidas (emocionais e/ou financeiras).
Ainda seremos fruto das escolhas que fizemos durante a vida.
Ainda seremos as mesmas pessoas que fomos este ano...
A diferença, a sutil diferença, é que quando o relógio nos avisar de que é meia noite, do dia 31 de dezembro de 2009, teremos uma ano in-tei-ri-nho pela frente!
Um ano novinho em folha! 
Como uma página de papel em branco, 
esperando pelo que iremos escrever.
Um ano para começarmos o que ainda não tivemos força de vontade, coragem ou fé...
Um ano para perdoarmos um erro, 
um ano para sermos perdoados dos nossos...
365 dias para fazermos aquilo que quisermos...
Sempre há uma escolha e exatamente por isso, 
eu desejo que você faça a melhor escolha que puder.
Desejo que sorria o máximo que puder.
Cante aquilo que quiser.
Beije muito.
Ame mais.
Abrace bem apertado.
Durma com os anjos. Seja protegido por eles.
Agradeça por estar vivo e ter sempre mais uma chance para recomeçar.
Agradeça às suas escolhas, pois certas ou não, 
elas são suas. E ninguém pode ou deve questioná-las.
E eu gostaria de agradecer aos amigos que tenho.
Aos que me 'acompanham' desde muito tempo.
Aos que eu fiz este ano.
Aos que eu escrevo pouco, mas lembro muito.
Aos que eu escrevo muito e falo pouco.
Aos que moram longe e não vejo tanto quanto gostaria.
Aos que moram perto e eu vejo sempre.
Aos que me 'seguram', quando penso que vou cair.
Aos que eu dou a mão, quando me pedem 
ou quando me parecem um pouco perdidos.
Aos que ganham e aos que perdem.
Aos que riem e choram. 
Aos que me parecem fortes 
e aos que são.
Obrigado por fazer parte da minha história.
Espero que 2010 seja um ano bem mais feliz, 
amoroso e próspero!
Felicidades e Sucesso na vida pessoal e profissional, 
que 2010 seja intenso e com grandes conquistas para você 
e que estejamos sempre juntos, 
nem que seja virtualmente.. .."


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Sunday, December 20, 2009

Now THIS even THEY will understand... RIGHT AWAY!


Once and for all -
I DO NOT GIVE A DAMN IF
THE DATE IS NOT EXACT -
I WANT TO CELEBRATE
THE FACT THAT HE WAS
GIVEN TO US,
THAT HE WAS BORN
AND IT DOESN'T MAKE
ANY DIFFERENCE
IF IT WAS IN
DECEMBER
OR IN JULY -
CAPISCE?!?
And it's not about 
a damn coca-cola bottle!!!
IT'S ABOUT 
CHRIST! 


Now, with that in mind...
GET OUT - THE STORE IS CLOSED!
Merry Christmas, everyone!

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Wednesday, August 19, 2009

A Comedy Of Errors!

Sometimes, working in retail is so hilarious, one cannot help but to slack off the job! Even when you NEVER take your breaks and have the best of intentions, always...!

Case in point: three different sets of rugs arrived in the latest shipment from the main warehouse that invaded the already cramped-up backstore area. Naturally, the associates hurry up to place the new merchandise on the floor, (meaning in the store, lest I need to remind you all of the sordid lingo debate? No? Good!) but then it occurs to one of those guys that they are missing vital components in order to be able to make that happen so fast...

A) One of the so-called ''rugs'' looks strangely like a BATH MAT indeed. The astute associate checks the label and it reads AQUARIUS - BATH FASHION! He points that out to the de facto head honcho of the fashion department and (assumed) final say of the linens department as well (just because she is a woman - and the boss' woman!) and she categorically denies that it could ever be, have been or eventually become a BATH MAT! The associate then points out the Aquarius label - and she flip-flops on the spot! Some authority she is, eh...

Alas, all this laughable debate was for nothing: because the associates had, just hours prior to it all, placed legitimate, non-ambiguous bath mats on the floor already - and there was no room for these new ones anyway!

B) Next: Los Alamos rugs, hand-made and all! Heavy as hell too, especially when you take twenty at once; so heavy, in fact, that the hook that they supplied the associates with to hang those things ''on the floor'' (lingo, folks - lingo!!!) in glorious display for the customer to see (and, hopefully, purchase them all) BENT AND BUCKLED UNDER THE PRESSURE IMMEDIATELY! Time to look for some contingency plan - and, once again the same associate simply put on display one of each colour that was received - five in all - on a brand new hook, just to be on the safe side! As for the rest of the shipment? Tossed into the backstore! It wasn't so quickly done, though; the associate looked and looked and couldn't find the proper fixtures to solidly place all the rugs on the floor - for they seem NOT TO HAVE THEM AT ALL. Great going, guys! Finally, he was to makeshift with something he whipped up out of old fashion rack components...! Thank you, Fashionistas!

C) and last but hardly least; no tape can be found anywhere, in the beloved backstore - and the associates know because they looked for it, desperately, once again! Dare they just get a roll from the floor, without paying? Should they get one from the competitor nextdoor, in the most unlikely case that they sold out?!? In the end the associates just leave the damn rugs like that, unrolled, IN THE BACKSTORE - because they know they are just wasting their time with them and have other ways to waste it, now: for it is both MARKDOWNS and FACING time! Both are a total and abysmal waste of both time and their money - but hey, if they are dumb enough to pay their associates to do this... why the heck not, right?

First, the markdowns - when the associates get to feel like Robin Hood, no less! For they steal from the rich to give to the poor; sort of! They are neither "stealing" nor "giving" in truth and fact, of course: just narrowing the gap and discrepancies between "inflated retail value" and actual chain cost for the crap that they would sell at a much higher price, at first, in order to maximize the potential profit... When that didn't work out, they flat out give up and start marking it down! ALAS, as the associates found out through customers that their very own manager was NOT following procedure (either he isn't or the other guy in town isn't - read on!) which is dictated by the Head Office hoodwinks. The proportion of the "markdown" (as in price marked on the way down - duh!) is dictated by Head Office - but the associates are told by certain customers that the same items they reduced "moderately" at best have been drastically reduced (like, from 5.99 to 99 cents!) at the sister store on the eastside! What gives...?!? Either this store's manager is a penny-pincher - or the other store's got an over-the-top generous heart... unless that is just more of a realistic and pragmatic approach! Marking it down once and for all does have its benefits: sure, you sell it off at a dirt-cheap price, but you are rid of it at last. Most of all though, no more paying the associates to mark it down in three or four steps - since it still did not get sold and there are 20 or so items like it, at quantities that vary from ten to fifty per "sku" too...! Marking this down week after week means many hours devoted to the process; and there's lots and lots of wasted salary right there!

But speaking of wasted salary: FACING TIME!

Or to indulge (for an hour, at least) in the art of deception...!  It is especially true for the grocery sections, too... Well, what else would you call making an empty shelf look full to the brim by carefully placing all the products left so that they cut all the angles, show no empty corner, fill the view as so much trompe l'oeil or tape-à-l'oeil would do... hmm?  It is all to give the customer that false sense of ''plentiful'' - we have it and we have it in spades...! The associates are, therefore, fully accomplices of the perpetrated lie as they are the ones making it happen...!  Half-a-dozen packages, well placed ans spaced out, make it seem like a shelf normally able to store six or seven times as much ''full'' - and so the store can avoid selling on discount for a while longer (there is a limit to the shelf life of those things, you know...!  And, normally, something approaching that ominous expiry date should be marked down, too...!)  And as the facing unfolds, the only truth that a mercantile venue knows makes itself revealed: as those few, proud associates called cashiers are making sense of the business day's cashflow, counting every last penny, virtual or not - balancing it all...

Finally, about two hours after the actual closing time, the associates can go home... only to come back, first thing in the morning - the store opens at 8 A.M. as one of them gets to announce on the microphone, while announcing the end of the day to the few customers that wouldn't leave!

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Adventures In Retail... indeed.

Ever since I've joined up with an elite rag-tag crew of professionals and semi-professionals on what I thought to be a mere part-time endeavour -a hobby, for me, really- I have literally seen it all there... And now, I must admit, it can only inspire me tales to tell - minus a few tiny things such as names, dates and places...!

I long resisted the mere notion that such a "side activity" as this would ever inspire my true passion and true noble profession (that of being a scribe) into anything other than doodling rather than scribbling about it. But, obviously, the inspiration is there, too, for me to put it into words - if only bloggety words - at this time!

One thing is for sure: such zany adventures cannot be invented. They can only stem from humdrum normal activities such as taking part in the launching of a new franchise of a reputable mercantilism surface (commonly referred to as a "store") upkeeping it and making publicity for it (which is twice as hard when headquarters relies mostly on word of mouth! But that is another story for another time...!)

As Bette D once said so eloquently: buckle up, babies, for it will be a bumpy ride!

Hey - I was even involved in a car accident after leaving from there, one night, so it sure is true!