Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Apparently my best bud Josh came around here looking for my Black Friday woes. Well guess what, me bucko? Day off! Yeah I know, getting Black Friday off when you're in retail is the equivalent of a cat using one of its precious nine lives. I'm just lucky this year or something.
So what's up in retailland? Not a whole hell of a lot, actually. Things have settled down since our big sale. This is the eye of the storm, where all is calm until the last couple weeks before Christmas, when the Earth opens up and Cthulhu devours us all. That reminds me, I still have a lot of holiday gifts to plan. Time to hit the shops and make some other register jockey's life a living heck.
Mwuhahahaaaaa!
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So what's up in retailland? Not a whole hell of a lot, actually. Things have settled down since our big sale. This is the eye of the storm, where all is calm until the last couple weeks before Christmas, when the Earth opens up and Cthulhu devours us all. That reminds me, I still have a lot of holiday gifts to plan. Time to hit the shops and make some other register jockey's life a living heck.
Mwuhahahaaaaa!
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Wednesday, November 15, 2006
ANNUAL SALE WEEK!!
Busy busy busy, lots of zombies this time of year. You know, the people who sloooowwlly walk around the store aimlessly with no expression whatsoever. Might as well have their arms outstretched in front of them, muttering "Brraaaaiiiinnnsss..."
Right now The Manliest Woman Ever is dragging her sorry self around the music section, like she's been doing for the past three hours. It's a small section of the store, folks, maybe twenty feet long. You can see every title we've got in a half hour. Still this lady stands in front of the same sections again and again, picking up the same CDs, reading them for the umpteenth time. I'm ready to throw a stapler at her head. *sigh*
I need stronger drugs.
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Busy busy busy, lots of zombies this time of year. You know, the people who sloooowwlly walk around the store aimlessly with no expression whatsoever. Might as well have their arms outstretched in front of them, muttering "Brraaaaiiiinnnsss..."
Right now The Manliest Woman Ever is dragging her sorry self around the music section, like she's been doing for the past three hours. It's a small section of the store, folks, maybe twenty feet long. You can see every title we've got in a half hour. Still this lady stands in front of the same sections again and again, picking up the same CDs, reading them for the umpteenth time. I'm ready to throw a stapler at her head. *sigh*
I need stronger drugs.
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