It has been an eventful week at my work at a certain grocery store in the are I live in. I don't want to mention names because someone's feelings might get hurt when I talk about them or the customers.
It all started on Saturday may 10th. I was working the dairy box filling up the juice. I went to grab a half-gallon carton of pineapple juice, but they were all stuck together in their box so I decided to shake the box up to try to loosen them up. This was going to be my downfall. The box slipped from my hand and then I tried to push it against the wall with my other hand to keep it from falling and the cartons exploding. Well this didn't work as planned because a carton exploded right in my face and all over my body. Needless to say it was pretty funny although i was mad. I smelled like pineapple juice all day.
The rest of the week flew by nothing too interesting except the usual idiot customers trying to say that something is wrong and then I punch them, with customer service that is. I was workind in the produce section on wed may 14th when all the sudden I hear, "somebody help me, ahhh"
I turned my head to see my assistant store director and the store director holding some screaming kid in their arms he is flailing around screaming at them that he didn't do anything and he was being hurt... Whatever a bunch of bullshit from this little puke. He tried to run to be later tackled by another employee. Eventually my store director sits on him and they have him lying down on the ground. The police come and take the dumbass kid away. He was 15 screaming like a little bitch because he got caught trying to steal a shopping cart full of a bunch of random stuff including alcohol and gerky. He said, "My friends made me do it." Oh and by the way the little bastard was already on probation, what an idiot...
Then today the poop bandit struck again. To bring you up to speed, I seem to always find his signature. I go to use the bathroom at the store, I use the stall because the urinal is out of order. As I am taking a leak I look to my left and I see someone has spelled "SHIT" in you guessed it, shit... So I call the janitor kinda chuckled about it, its disgusting, but kinda funny at the same time. So about 2 weeks later my friend goes to use the bathroom and the poo bandit struck again, this time he made a question mark with his poop, but he wasn't able to make the dot at the bottom very good, so I give it a C. Anyway it was cleaned up asap. I don't know if this was him, but about a month later there was some poop on the liquer aisle and my assitant store director stepped in it... Anyway today may the 15th I go to use the bathroom and the poo bandit struck again. This time he wiped poop on the soap dispenser, right were you put your hands, this was cleaned up asap... It will be interesting to see what the poo bandit will do next or when he will strike. We will see what new adventures await me... To be continued.
