Wednesday, July 05, 2006

brain-dead customers, thieves, and idiotic commandments

I have worked for Wal-Mart for 9 years. Personally, I have been fortunate to have a good manager (most of the time). It is obvious that the company has grown too large to sustain itself.

Morale is abysmal, the associates are bitter, sick, and at best, going through the motions. I assume all retail jobs share the same complaints about brain-dead customers, thieves, and idiotic commandments handed down from on high. We have no "LP" in our store, so we basically wave merchandise good-bye as any degenerate takes a walk with it.

Recently, our management team had a meeting with our geriatric door greeters to let them know that they were responsible for everything that went out of the store. Being in the state of mind commonly known as WTFE (what the f**k ever), the door greeters decided that meant they couldn't give incoming customers the time of day.

Like most of the Eastern Sea Board, we recently had flooding rains. Every nitwit in the county decided it was Wal-Mart time, and were greeted by people telling them to get their own shopping cart, and drying it themselves (in some cases, sending them to the parking lot to retrieve a cart for themselves).

This would only happen when the employees just don't give a damn. I've heard that the company used to be a great place to work, but I feel the bigger it gets, the worse it gets. Wal-Mart will begin to collapse under it's own weight, just give it time. Remember, though, that not every associate is an ass. Some of us are reluctant Church of Sam cult members witht nowhere else to go.