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@angrycashierchick
the only way i know how to express my frustration is through memes 😤😤
Take your MLM bullshit elsewhere
Early afternoons at the gym are usually nice and quiet with just a few regulars working out. Most people don’t call because they’re at work. Very few new signups because of the same reason.
I had just finished my lunch when two rather…big…girls come walking in. **Before somebody gets butthurt that I judged them on size read the rest of the fucking post. Then get butthurt.** They wanted to talk to the manager.
Since my manager was off for the day I asked what I could help them with. I told them that I was the guy to talk to since the manager was out.
They launched into a sales pitch, culminating in them asking if we’d carry their shitty wraps and pills and shit that are supposed to be for weight loss.
They were shills for It Works! **Spoiler alert - It Doesn’t Work!** I politely told them that we weren’t interested, but thanked them for thinking of us. (For those of you who mercifully don’t know, MLM stands for Multi-Level-Marketing, a really nice way to say pyramid scheme. It Works! happens to be the one I had to deal with today)
That should’ve been the end of it.
That was not the end of it.
Redoubling their efforts, they wanted me to know HOW MUCH FUCKING MONEY THE GYM - AND ALL THE EMPLOYEES - COULD MAKE IF WE SELL THEIR SHITTY PRODUCTS AS PART OF THEIR TEAM!
Again, I tell them no thanks.
THAT REALLY SHOULD’VE BEEN THE END OF IT.
THAT WAS NOT THE END OF IT.
Having been told no twice, they start busting out free samples. Even for free, I do not want them. They show me some fat burning pill bullshit, and encourage me to take it home and try it. I do not want it. They want me to try some bullshit wrap that you spread goo into too.
They’re really pushy and have apparently decided that no does not actually mean no, instead their definition of the word is “JUST TRY HARDER I NEED CONVINCED!”
I ask the women if they have tried the fat burning pill bullshit. Despite me calling it fat burning pill bullshit directly to them, they both tell me that they absolutely do and they love it and I should try it!
Me: Nope. Definitely not interested now.
It Works! Shills: But why not!?
Me: Because obviously it doesn’t work.
Both of them stand there, giving me a few brief moments of merciful silence from their incessant pitching.
Then I catch an earful for being so rude and insensitive and honestly I didn’t listen to much else they had to say because I’d ceased giving a shit. They packed their garbage up, pointed at me and threatened to talk to corporate, and stormed off.
I’m sure I’ll hear about it in the future.
You are now free to be as butthurt as you like. -J
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What follows here is my own personal experience and opinion. If that’s not something that interests you, don’t keep reading. Or do, I’m not your boss.
Any “job” where they tell you that you’re going to run your own business and get people on your team (or under you) is probably a scam.
It Works!, Lularoe, Younique, Vector, and many others are just that, a scam. A pyramid scheme. A waste of money. A great way to sink money into something that most people don’t make shit off of with the promise that you could make huge money if you put the work in. *SPOILER ALERT! 99% of people don’t make shit off of them. I’d wager that most barely make the money they invest in it back. If nothing else, the market is so saturated with INDEPENDENT BUSINESS OWNERS that it’s not feasible to make big money, unless you sucker a ton of people to do it “as part of your team” or they “work for you” (which is fucking weird for a business owner.)* In addition, most of the products are junk.
I once went to an “interview” with Vector or Cutco if I remember correctly. They called me for an interview despite the fact I’d never applied and didn’t give me much in the way of details what they actually do or what the position was. Even at the dumbass age of 25 that sent up flags. I show up for my “interview” and realize that it’s a sales job about 8 seconds in. I further realize that this isn’t an interview at all, but a sales pitch.
As I watch the woman running this shit show cut a piece of rope with a knife, I debate just leaving. There are two people sitting in here with me. I wonder to myself how often I’d even need to cut rope with a knife. This is a complete joke and I know it. I decide to stay because that’s the kind of asshole I am. While she cuts the rope with a knife and the blade of a hatchet too - because when have I ever *not* been in a situation that I didn’t think to myself “Self, you should have a knife that can cut a hatchet!” - she tells us of the untold riches we can earn by selling knives and convincing others to sell knives for us. It’s a pyramid scheme.
After the demonstration - where they tell us all the way we should sell is to buy a dinner to fix for the people we sell to and make it right in front of them in their home using Vector knives…completely at our expense, mind you - we get pulled one by one into the office for our solo interview. I was first.
I’m told that Vector is a pretty exclusive company and blah blah it’s so fucking wonderful and I’d make more money than I’d ever dreamed and I’d make a great addition to the team (she knows this without me saying a word) - if she decided to hire me, that is - and wants to know what I’d bring to said team.
Nothing. I would bring nothing to the team. I only came to the “interview” because I was curious and I have lots of time to waste. This isn’t an opportunity, it’s a scam. To get “started with my own business” I have to buy a set of knives that I don’t want. I tell her this. She appears completely indifferent.
Instead of simply thanking me for coming in and moving on to the next sucker candidate she asks me what about the job isn’t to my liking. Is the earnings potential too high, perhaps? Not willing to “invest in myself?”
Yes clearly that’s it. I’m afraid of success. I tell her that this isn’t starting my own business, that all the risk is mine and there’s very little chance I actually make my money back. And that the bit about “getting people under me” is a crock of shit and frankly I feel like I’ve wasted enough of their and my time. I also told her I was a little miffed that *I* didn’t get a free dinner while they tried to sell me knives. Never missing a beat, she offered to do a demonstration in my home where she would make me (and my girlfriend at the time, presumably) a dinner using Vector cutlery and would even clean up after!
Thanks, but no.
On my way out I walk past the other “job candidates” and tell them that it’s a pyramid scheme and they’re wasting time and money. I don’t know or care if they took the bait.
Point being, these “jobs” - often described as “direct sales” to avoid being called what they are - aren’t good for anything but pissing your friends off and throwing money into a hole. Then you’re stuck with trash you couldn’t sell and probably - just like the people you tried selling to - won’t use.
Damn that turned into a rant. -J
2 New Jobs
It has been quite some time since I last made a post here. I guess being a bagger did not provide enough material for this Tumblr. But I am back! Life had gotten in the way, especially since moving to another state. I moved from the West Coast to the East Coast and brought my fiancé and cats along. I currently live with my future in-laws who were nice enough to let us live here rent-free. It’s a huge relief for me, especially since I have bills to pay.
After my move, I had corresponded through email with the owner of a restaurant that I used to frequent when I was a visitor. He hired me right after I moved here and it was a good 3 months. The job was the best I ever I had. Then I got fired for no reason. I heard that I was slow and asked too many questions.
In the brief month I was unemployed, I went on 4 job interviews. One lady interviewed me apparently as a favor to my fiancé’s mom since she asked her if she had any openings. It turned out there weren’t and I was interviewed because my fiancé's mom asked. She could have just said she had no openings instead of wasting my fucking time.
I did end up getting hired at another grocery store. I quit my former grocery employer (who I will now reveal to be Safeway) to move and get out of the grocery business but I guess life had other plans. The new store is good so far. The break times suck but the people are cool. The customers are just as stupid as the ones I had at Safeway.
I have a lot more stories but I will save them for another day.
Stop trying to make poor people feel guilty for splurging on a $12 bottle of wine once in a while or a $2 coffee every other morning while you throw around money like it’s nothing.
I’m so sorry to tell you, but when someone works 40+ hours a week, or even just part time, and still can’t afford to spend $2 for a damn coffee, THEY ARE NOT THE PROBLEM. Our society is.
You’re out here buying yourself $20 lunches and $50 shampoos like, please tell me more about how a coffee that puts a smile on my face is me “spending irresponsibly”.
What am I supposed to just work, and go home? Never do anything, never buy myself a lunch or a new shirt ever or enjoy life in the slightest? Cause there are millionaires out there with vacation mansions in 8 different countries so please keep telling me how I’m wasting my money on a fucking $10 lipstick that made me feel pretty.
Self Checkout
Customer: the scale says there’s weight on it but there’s NOTHING there
Me: *looks at their child sitting on the scale*
When you tell a customer to have a good day then they start rebagging their shit
Still at my Soul Crushing Retail Job
Once again I apologize for my lack of activity. I had to move during the holidays and it’s been forever trying to settle in. STILL trying to settle since it’s a much smaller house than our old one.
Anyhow, I have always thought of you guys and wondering how you have been. I hope some of you have moved out to better pastures in your jobs. I am still trying to get a better job, especially since I only work like 2 days a week now. It’s impossible to survive on 16 hours a week. I actually qualify for food stamps now. The amount I get is enough for one paycheck and it really helps with food costs. But it’s really hard with new jobs. One job I applied for was for a store that was opening up and one of my coworkers ended up getting it. Call me spiteful and a bitch but when she told me, I started to cry. She was at my store for 2 years and then there’s me, who has put in nearly 9 years. I had to fucking take a day off to take the bus to this place and hand in a paper application, with no interview. This was a mass hiring for the store, btw, held in a community center. The fact that I wasn’t even considered for that job was a big blow.
Then there’s that annoying coworker who sings loudly at the top of her lungs while blasting music from her phone. She’s a whole different story.
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"Do I need to return this at self-checkout or customer service?"
Lady, I think you just answered your own question.
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Lewis Black has a message for millennials planning to sit out the presidential election.
well shit when you put it like that
What Lewis Black said! If you plan to go out and vote for weed, go vote for a President! Just don’t come crying to me if Trump wins. I’m gonna shove my foot straight up people’s asses.
Submission
Rang up a woman. Receipt was printing and as I was waiting she yells, “I just spent 180 dollars and you can’t even put my bags in my cart”. Then she threw two of her bags in her cart…slammed them down. I was just about to since she hadn’t done so. I picked up the other two and the one small appliance and placed them in. I was mortified. I put bags in people’s carts all the time. I guess I wasn’t quick enough. 5 days later and I’m still upset. No one deserves that. I don’t care what kind of stress you’ve been under due to the hurricane or life in general. You have no idea what stress I’ve been under. I just would never treat someone like that.
For the love of dogs, PLEASE stop paying with a $100 bill for a transaction under $20, especially when you're buying one item for less than $5. I am not a bank!
Mrs. Braggy Mc Brag Brag
I have an old high school friend (OMG, I sound old. I graduated 10 years ago) who was raised pretty well off. She’s nice but unfortunately has an awful habit of bragging.
This month she got married and she only invited family. While I understand that is a perfectly good decision on her part, it still hurt not to be invited. A lot of my other high school friends and coworkers got married in the past 2-3 years and all did not invite me. But all this friend did for weeks was talk about her wedding and how great it was. The food was good and it cost $400 per plate. Dude, what were you feeding them, gold?! Plus, marrying her husband allows her to quit her daycare job and look for a new job without having to work. Must be nice! I’ve been trying to find a new job for years but I’m still stuck working at my shit-paying job til then.
Lately she also keeps messaging me on Facebook Messenger. I’m constantly working, especially this week since I have been scheduled a minimum of 16 hours a week and I’m trying to pick up as many hours as I can so I can help pay for my moving deposit (with my family, sadly), and bills. I am working 7 days straight. Braggy friend messages me to say she went and derped around all day. Big whoop. I push around carts all day and I’m crippled. Today she also messaged me telling me to go look at her wedding pictures. She can go fuck off.
I know this calls for judgment but I don’t have that many friends and she has listened to my depressive rants in the past. I guess that’s why I still keep her around. But she’s driving me crazy! I’m ignoring her from now on. Screw her dumb ass. She can go be married and be with her husband and shit.
Google images.
Had a table today on Google Images looking for coupons.
Was upset when I couldn’t accept it.
Bruh
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