One time I was dealing with a really bad migraine while I was running register at Walmart. I was barely functioning and could barely stand up straight. This lady comes through my line starting out all compassionate until she suggests that she lead me in a prayer that Jesus might heal me. I try to politely decline because I’d rather not hold up the line forming behind her. Well, also because I’m atheist but I had been in customer service for years at that point and knew better than to bring that tidbit up.

This lady starts into the most hate fueled tirade I’ve ever heard. Talking about how I’m a heathen, my migraine was a punishment directly from God, I deserve every second of my suffering, and calling me everything but a child of God. All because I tried to politely decline a performative prayer from her because there were now 3 people in line behind her. Like 20 minutes later I got taken out in an ambulance because I fainted from the pain trying to stand up after using the bathroom on my break.

Another guy tried to get me to discount his entire order because he supposedly knew the guy that owned the contacting company that built the store. Try to tell him that I don’t have the ability to do that and he’d have to talk to a manager. He gets right up in my face and starts yelling about how no one else ever had a problem with it and how with one phone call he could make it so I would never be able to work at Walmart again. Along with several threats to my person. If I never set foot behind a cash register again it’ll be too soon.

Living in a place where stores are shut sundays, ther isnt any service for my restaurant (beer/wine, or problems with keg equipment) and it’s actually quite refreshing.

If I run out, I run out. If there is no keg beer because the cooling unit stopped working then there isn’t any. No ribs on sunday night because we were busier than normal…on saturday. People understand.

it’s amazing.

*ps, if they dont, then thats their problem, not mine.

Poo rolls down hill. It’s sad, I think that is the only way certain people can feel some sense of experiment. Working on ourselves and our own perceived inadequacies is hard, dirty work.

A good number of people assume retail workers choose to be there and are getting overtime.

Clearly untrue for most.

Where I live our stores are closed on Sundays except those located in larger railstations and gas stations.

And right in the time where people should be with their families, in Advent, stores are allowed to open up on the four Advent Sundays and everyone goes fucking wild.

Now, the retail store lobby or whatever it is called here is rallying for stores to be allowed to open up 8 Sundays a year, because ‘people want the convenience to be able to shop on a Sunday’. You know what? No. Fuck those people. Get your groceries on a Saturday or during the week and chill the fuck out on a Sunday.

It’s insane to me how people apparently just can’t go one day without getting something from a store.

I think it’s beautiful to have one day in the week where (most) people just don’t have to work at all. I really don’t like how the hypercapitalism of the US just swaps over to Europe more and more.

That last sentence is the exact opposite of my experience having worked a decade in various retail positions. Aside from the people who were on drugs, I never had any big issues with lower income people, all the arrogance and assholery and entitlement almost always came from the douchebag in the Audi with the flashy gold watch, not from Peggy who came down to the store in the family’s broken down Olds to grab a pint of milk and half a gallon of gas… Lower income people tend to know what’s up, and be the most attached to reality. Money is what allows you to dissociate from the struggles of everyday people

Lol the amount of angry conservative farmers who yelled at me far outweighs anyone else dude. Some of the most miserable people on the planet from what I can tell.

Get out of here with your obvious baiting.