honestly, 90% of guests who ask me about vacuum crap could get their questions answered by reading what's on the freaking boxThis BITCH got mad at me today because I did not know which vacuum cleaner is the best!
Target does NOT teach product knowledge on anything.
Au contraire.There are no bitches... only guests.
To all of today's guests who pitched a fit over one pointless thing or another: I hope you like decaf.
Yep, karma is a bitch in a green apron.Why I never piss off my barista.. Even when they screw up, be nice about it... I need real caffeine, never will take that chance.
BOOM baby!!TTOG who cut left in front on me while I was full tilt boogie steering 25 carts...
The next time, I'll just let them slam into your DUMB ASS.
It'll all be on camera...
I would so make a name tag that says Karma and wear it.Yep, karma is a bitch in a green apron.
I would so make a name tag that says Karma and wear it.
It's especially great when they sync up some porn. Nuns just love hearing those moans smh.To those guests (especially annoying/terrible teenagers) who love to mess with the demo Bluetooth speakers from an Electronics TM...
1) Please turn them up as loud as possible, forcing me to have to not only hear the same three or four songs for the billionth time, but talk over it when assisting nearby guests and/or ringing up someone at the boat.
2) Please keep syncing your phone to the speakers and play more songs with a lot of cursing. The kids and their parents in toys sure f-ing love it, and I love having to go and ask you to not play that stuff because kids are around!
Granted, the second part doesn't happen as often as the first one. But, it still makes me wonder why those demo units still have that function.
I'd have to swap it out with my other one: "worst nightmare".I would so make a name tag that says Karma and wear it.
We get this in pharmacy ALL. THE. TIME!!!! It's especially bad because they don't actually SEE the people standing there waiting 99.99999% of the time. "20 minutes?!?! All you have to do is slap a label on it/put some pills in a bottle/grab a box off the shelf! I need this NOW!!!!" "Ma'am, there are 10 Rxs waiting ahead of yours to be entered, billed to insurance, have labels slapped on them/pills thrown in bottles/boxes pulled off the shelves, THEN be checked by the pharmacist. Yours will be done AFTER theirs." She shows back up 3+ hours later....To that one guest: You were near the end of a long line of orders. You mumbled your order while busy with your phone. After a while, you were done & started looking around to where I was pulling shots behind the espresso machine.
You: Uh, have you started on my drink yet?
Me: No ma'am. Yours is in the line.
You: Well, how far down the line IS it?!
Me: There's four drinks ahead of you, ma'am.
You: FOUR DRINKS?! How the f**k can there be FOUR drinks AHEAD of ME?!
Me: You see the other folks waiting for their drinks? They got here BEFORE you. That's how.
You looked around at the other guests before crossing your arms across your chest & sighing loudly EVERY TIME I called someone else's drink.
I took my sweet time making your drink.
When I finally set it up for you to take, you were back on your phone.
Decaf for you, b*tch.
I had one back when I worked in Elec. that knew me by name and would have me get a basket, get all the things she wanted, send it to GS and send someone after it later that day. One of my coworkers used to text me and say that woman called looking for you. I was like tell her I died...TTOG: I am not your personal shopper. Especially when you call looking for an item that is listed as online only.