It’s that wonderful time of year again when we have to count EVERY friggin item in the store. Honestly man, it drives me insane. I just love sitting on my ass counting batteries and pet food for 12 hours while management stands around watching me. The worst part about inventory is that it’s fake.
Last year I was asked by my manager to pretend we had more of a particular brand of TV that was on special offer. Me being new, I didn’t even question it. But now, a year later I realise that they were claiming we had more of the TV’s so they could get a credit when the TV’s go back up in price. And guess who’s job is on the line for doing that if we get caught? Yep, you guessed it, the mug who authorised it – ME!
I’m just waiting for the inevitable speeches about how all these hours are gonna be worth it so we can get a store credit and a Christmas bonus. I’LL BELIEVE IT WHEN I SEE IT!