I already posted a cartoon about my one job. Here's one about the other.
(OE stands for Order Entry.)
All I want to do is draw. But I keep having to go to work. Do I really have to go to work again today? Wasn't I just there yesterday?
Yeah, that's the best I can come up with tonight. It was seventy degrees out today, and warm weather makes me unfocused.
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Thursday, March 31, 2011
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Thoughts on Cashiering
The year is 2011.
Credit card technology has been around for a good portion of this millenium.
If you don't know how to operate a do-it-yourself credit card machine at a checkout stand by now...
you probably shouldn't be out alone in public.
I'M JUST SAYIN'.
"But Amanda, every store is different!"
Yes, they're all different. That's why you have to read the goddamn instructions on the screen.
Every store may have it different, but you're still an idiot no matter which one you go to.
That being said, the other day I was being reprimanded at work (I can't imagine why!) and I thought, "Hmm, this would make a good cartoon." (This is how I've been coping with the stress of having two jobs - by turning it into something funny.) I want to stress that it doesn't represent a particular incident, the manager pictured does not portray any particular person (I purposely made him look unlike any manager who works there) and this as a whole does not reflect anything I think or feel towards my company. I just thought it was funny. Don't hurt me.
Credit card technology has been around for a good portion of this millenium.
If you don't know how to operate a do-it-yourself credit card machine at a checkout stand by now...
you probably shouldn't be out alone in public.
I'M JUST SAYIN'.
"But Amanda, every store is different!"
Yes, they're all different. That's why you have to read the goddamn instructions on the screen.
Every store may have it different, but you're still an idiot no matter which one you go to.
That being said, the other day I was being reprimanded at work (I can't imagine why!) and I thought, "Hmm, this would make a good cartoon." (This is how I've been coping with the stress of having two jobs - by turning it into something funny.) I want to stress that it doesn't represent a particular incident, the manager pictured does not portray any particular person (I purposely made him look unlike any manager who works there) and this as a whole does not reflect anything I think or feel towards my company. I just thought it was funny. Don't hurt me.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Things Customers Say All The Time
"I'm sorry, I forgot to bring my bags!"
- My pat response: "It's okay, we have plenty!"
- What I really think: "Don't apologize to me, I really don't give a crap."
"I only came in for one thing, and I ended up getting all of this!"
- My pat response: "Doesn't that always seem to happen?"
- What I really think: "B.S. You just don't want to seem like an oinker."
"My son/daughter wants to help you by handing you things in the cart!"
- My pat response: " What a good helper! Want some stickers?"
- What I really think: "Maybe these stickers will distract them and they'll get out of my way so I can work."
"I thought it would be much busier than this!"
- My pat response: "It was about ten minutes ago, you came in at the right time!"
- What I really think: "You should have seen it when each aisle was filled with a solid mass of human flesh."
"Do you work here?"
- My pat response: "Yes, what can I help you with?"
- What I really think: "No, I just wear this uniform as a fashion statement and go into random stores to stock their shelves for fun. YES, YOU IMBECILE, I WORK HERE."
"Oh, I don't want my receipt."
- My pat answer: "Okay, I'll just toss it then."
- What I really think: "I don't want it either! Quit leaving me with your trash!"
*whew* I feel better. Thanks for listening, Internet, to the disgruntled ramblings of yet another cog in the service industry.
- My pat response: "It's okay, we have plenty!"
- What I really think: "Don't apologize to me, I really don't give a crap."
"I only came in for one thing, and I ended up getting all of this!"
- My pat response: "Doesn't that always seem to happen?"
- What I really think: "B.S. You just don't want to seem like an oinker."
"My son/daughter wants to help you by handing you things in the cart!"
- My pat response: " What a good helper! Want some stickers?"
- What I really think: "Maybe these stickers will distract them and they'll get out of my way so I can work."
"I thought it would be much busier than this!"
- My pat response: "It was about ten minutes ago, you came in at the right time!"
- What I really think: "You should have seen it when each aisle was filled with a solid mass of human flesh."
"Do you work here?"
- My pat response: "Yes, what can I help you with?"
- What I really think: "No, I just wear this uniform as a fashion statement and go into random stores to stock their shelves for fun. YES, YOU IMBECILE, I WORK HERE."
"Oh, I don't want my receipt."
- My pat answer: "Okay, I'll just toss it then."
- What I really think: "I don't want it either! Quit leaving me with your trash!"
*whew* I feel better. Thanks for listening, Internet, to the disgruntled ramblings of yet another cog in the service industry.
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