#retail law

[fuck-customers]

Confused about this...

Over 2 years ago I applied to multiple positions within a hospital to get my foot in the door with them. Instead, I got a job at a medical billing facility (what I wanted to do anyway) and have been incredibly happy there.

For SOME REASON, just this past week I've gotten a bunch of rejection letters from the hospital. Like, thanks for the notice I didn't get the job???? 🤣🤣 I didn't even remember applying for some of those positions as it was so long ago.

Why even bother telling me I didn't get it at this point? It's been TWO YEARS! Somehow, it feels worse to get a rejection letter this late than to have not gotten one at all. Did someone just go through all the applications kept on file within this one week??? Does anyone here know what could have happened? It's so weird.

#tw #trigger warning #submissions #fuck customers #cashier problems #happy ending #fuck co-workers #fuck retail #embarrassing #server problems #call center problems #fuck coworkers #fuck managers #retail justice #retail law #tw:

[tenktenktenktenktenk]

get me out of here P L E A S E

recently got a new job.

means i'm out of retail.

i can't do this shit anymore.

#retail #hell #retail hell #retail law #shoot me #this is a cry for help #this is torture

[nehswritesstuffs]

HEART PIRATES WEEK 2024 - Part 4 of 9

I told myself last year that I was going to participate in Heart Pirates Week this year, and by thunder I'm going to participate in Heart Pirates Week!

Day Four: Ikkaku - Night

669 words; this is me pouring one out to the times I worked late shifts, especially the midnights; this one is very safe for work, actually, but does reference potentially disordered eating out of one (1) individual, so that’s a thing to watch for I guess; again: what is proofreading lol

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Shift assignments were honestly not the worst thing in the world, but honestly… most of them had experienced much worse. Three sets of mandatory shifts, eight hours each; that would last for a month before everything was reassigned, four shifts of six hours. The months would cycle as such, with people getting shuffled back and forth with little care as to where they ended up. Things were always new and different that way. Besides, most people still hung out with one another even when they weren’t on their mandatory shift, making things somewhat different from the traditional sailing vessels.

Then again, when one rides in a submarine in a world of sail and paddle boats, everything is a little different, isn’t it?

The only thing that wasn’t different, Ikkaku knew, was the overnight shift. It was her sixth month in a row working the overnight detail and she was beginning to wonder if the goobers that drew the lots every month had it out for her. Uni had tagged her out of the boiler room for a break, allowing her the chance to head to the top deck and enjoy the breeze that they were afforded thanks to giving the engines a break and unfurling their own sail.

It was quiet, peaceful even, as she listened to the soft sound of the waves against the metal hull of the ship. They had already passed into the climate zone of an Autumn Island, the gentle currents guiding them the rest of the way to their destination. It was the sort of silence that was reassuring and calming for some and yet restless and loud for another. A thought of the Captain crossed her mind; he was likely pacing around his tiny cabin with no sleep, no dinner, and no plans to rectify either. She sighed heavily; might as well check.

Trying to not make too much noise, Ikkaku went back below deck to the mess hall, where she found the log where everyone who watched the Captain eat something. It was last updated by Bepo that morning (dry breakfast cereal, coffee, banana); the math wasn’t difficult. When she couldn’t find whichever idiot was supposed to be on kitchen duty, she scraped together what she could find (an apple, some carrots with salad dressing, a tin of herring) and brought it along with the herbal tea that Bepo instructed everyone how to make. She went to the Captain’s quarters with the tray in-hand and knocked on the door. Sure enough, Law opened it much faster than if he had been sleeping, and the stack of books and papers on his desk wasn’t helping any.

“What’s this?” He eyed the contents of the tray and scowled, realization slowly creeping onto his face. “I’m not hungry.”

“You haven’t eaten since breakfast.”

“How do you know?”

“A birdie told me. Now are you going to eat or am I going to have a snack while I clean out the boilers?”

The Captain thought about that for half a second before taking the tray and closing the door behind him. Ikkaku stood there and waited for his brain to catch up, then his manners. In moments he was opening the door again with a cowed expression on his face.

“Thank you,” he mumbled. “I know you’re not my mom, or my maid. Mechanics have better things to do than watch over me.”

“That’s right,” she replied. “I will beat your ass if I catch you not eating on my shift when you’re up during it. You understand?”

“Yeah.” He didn’t make eye contact as they stood there, the doorway suddenly feeling rather small. “Can I go now?”

Ikkaku patted the Captain atop his head and smirked. “Yeah.” He then retreated quickly, which allowed her to head back to the mess hall and write down in the log that food was at least accepted before she got back to Uni and the boiler room.

At least she knew the rest of her sift would be quiet.

#One Piece #One Piece fan fiction #Heart Pirates Week #Heart Pirates Week 2024 #HeartPiratesWeek #HeartPiratesWeek2024 #Ikkaku #Ikkaku (One Piece) #Trafalgar Law #part of why I love staying up late is bc fewer people to interrupt me historically speaking #(living at home until your mid-thirties does that) #and I did used to work some late shifts both in retail and manufacturing #in fact at the latter I'd be done early but my ride wouldn't be up for another three hours so I'd write fic in the meantime lol #I think I'll upload one more for today but it might not be until late

[lookninjas]

Interesting (presumably unplanned) side effect of Michigan's new gun laws:

So we've gone back to the CCL/LTP process for handgun sales. This means that people purchasing a handgun in Michigan need to have either their Concealed Carry License (take a class, pass your check, get a card good for five years), or a License to Purchase (go to police station, do some paperwork, pass your check, get a piece of a paper that will allow you to buy one (1) gun within thirty days of issue). This is a must have situation. We will not so much as look in the direction of the gun counter laptop without you have either the CCL or that piece of paper from the police department.

Well, Saturday night, we had a customer come in without that piece of paper. He was trying to get it, couldn't find a notary, do we really-- I finally got him around to Yes, Really, I Need The Paper, so he put the gun he wanted on layaway and said he'd be back sometime when the notaries were working. Sunday morning, there he is again -- he's found the notary, but now the Sheriff's department is having issues with their computer, so it'll probably be another hour or so. He shops around a bit, leaves the store, is gone for a while.

Sunday afternoon, he calls, saying he knows it's a thirty day layaway, but how long can he extend it if he really really needs to? He's not sure how long he'll need to, only that he'll need to.

'Cause when he went back to the police station to finally get his LTP, he got arrested. Warrant out for him. Unpaid child support. So now he has to settle that before he can do anything else.

I'm not going to lie -- I'm not terribly sympathetic to his plight here.

But also this is something that I straight up just didn't think about. Because this is not the only person who's about to find out they have a warrant in a really awkward way.

Some single parents might get an unexpected check or two, though, and that's nice!

#my life in retail #gun laws and you #i knew this was going to cut back on some of the impulse buying and reduce multiple gun sales #neither of which are going to hurt my feelings anyway #but yeah some people are going to have to deal with some of their shit #i mean they don't have to buying guns is optional but they're gonna do it anyway so

[thirtysomethingloser92]

2 week notices are absolute bullshit.

Like thank you company for allowing me to be miserable as shit for another 2 weeks 👍

So anyway, I finally resigned from my job. The breaking point came last Monday when I was abused by another store because my area manager forgot to mention to them about something that was happening in my store and needed stock for.

The on Wednesday I spent the whole day dealing with abusive customers and phone calls while sick as all hell.

So expect new stories (I have a new Criminal Minds, Marvel and Law and Order SVU story mapped out) after the 6th while I laze my way through my latest pregnancy.

#Retail #resignation #marvel #fanfiction #daniel sousa x reader #Steve rogers x reader #spencer reid x reader #aaron hotchner x reader #criminal minds #law and order svu #rafael barba x reader #sonny carisi x reader

[swiftful-thinking13]

today in the car I was thinking about what my life would look like right now if the p*ndemic never happened

#I’m dying to see the alternate timeline #who did I end up taking to lover fest?? #would I have discovered BTS sooner or later?? #what did my college graduation pictures look like?! #did I end up applying to law school or moving abroad again?? #did I move out?! #did I ever circle back to the idea of being a therapist?!? #was I nicer to my mom?! #would my friends still be with their now fiancés ??? #did I work at another retail job or did I start a big girl job?? #I just want to know how everything would’ve played out #it obviously wasn’t meant to be in this lifetime but I still want to know !!!

[starshipheartofg-erti]

one of my most boomer opinions is i just can't care about companies who don't offer remote work/hybrid/wfh sorry. imagine if nurses or firefighters or retail workers demanded to work from home. it's always the easiest jobs as well like there's no way it's harder to sit in front of a spreadsheet in an office than get verbally abused all day by customers

#i hate how wfh is the focus of a lot of the antiwork movement #idc about improving working conditions for people who already have easy and well paid jobs #retail and hospo workers desperately need a pay rise and a law banning customers from verbally abusing us!!!! #idc if Geraldine from accounts wants to work from home 5 days a week instead of 4!!!

[sudoscience]

Kinda fucked that being arrested is an actual hazard of working at a gas station

#like. they literally go around conducting sting operations to make sure you aren't selling alcohol to minors #i don't necessarily disagree with it #but i think there are better uses of state resources #blog #retail hell #well okay. i mean that i disagree with sting operations #but i'm okay with there being laws restricting the sale of alcohol to minors #my post

[fuck-customers]

When the chip readers for credit cards first started rolling out at the place I worked, there was a glitch where if the customer took the card out before it was done, the entire register system would freeze. I always, ALWAYS, told the customers “Put your chip in and don’t take it out until you hear the machine beep, otherwise it could freeze the system and we will have to start the transaction over/wait/etc.” We also only had three check-out registers, and two customer service registers.

Gentleman comes up to purchase his electronic. Puts chip in. I explain the way I always do. He takes the card out before it’s done. System freeze. He apologizes, and I reiterate that if he takes his card out before it’s fine the system will freeze. We move to another register while the first one reboots. He puts his card in. I tell him again not to take it out till it beeps. Again, he takes it out before. Second register is now frozen and has to reboot. When we moved to the third register, I asked him to hand me the card so I could perform the transaction myself. Idk if he was being malicious with his incompetence but he got REALLY pissy when I told him not to touch his card and that I would take it out for him. He asked for a manager. When the manager came over he literally told the customer “You’ve cause two registers to be down because you didn’t listen to instructions. I’m sorry but what else did you expect?”

One of the rare moments where management took my side.

#call center problems #fuck coworkers #fuck customers #fuck retail #happy ending #trigger warning #embarrassing #fuck co-workers #retail justice #retail law #submissions #tw: #server problems #fuck managers #cashier problems #tw

[prodigalknight]

Quitters never win? Naw quitters don’t have to put up with toxic work environments.

Quit your toxic jobs on the spot and start winning.

#they were already hurting for badgr coverage at my retail job #and now they just drove away another badge #while all of the employers are getting fed up with managers who are borderline bullying them #they’ve fucked around and now they’re entering the find out phase #think i’m gonna report one of them for violating labor laws too #shut up finny

[meowstix]

somehow ended up talking about how well kai could handle working in fast food/retail on discord. now currently thinking about how well various beyblade characters could handle it

#for the record i think he could handle it. child soldier and all. #child labor laws aside rei had to get by SOMEHOW before meeting daitenji. i could see him having worked in retail #rat chat #beyblade

[biborispavlikovsky]

i got a seasonal job for this month bc i was like why not it will be nice to do stuff + make some money but it is such a pain idk why i did this to myself

#diary #i specifically told my boss i cannot work boxing day #which technically i shouldn't have even had to say bc it's a stat holiday AND falls on the monday after christmas so is double stat #and i never agreed to work the stat and have said i'm not free and yet i am on the schedule #and i'm scheduled the next day which is a stat this year and again i never said i would work that day #and i can do that shift but like ?? why do employers just completely ignore the law it's retail i do not need to be there on a stat holiday #also i had to say 3 times when my exams were and couldn't work and still had shifts during one of them that i had to nag my boss abojt #+ getting a random 5am shift when we open at 9 without ever being told shifts that early were a thing #it's just such a pain i think i'm going to do 2 more weeks then just say i'm done #since they also didn't give me an end date lol so i'll just tell them when it is

[eh-fandomtrash]

#shein #fashion #fast fashion #style #retail #problematic #climate change #labor laws #unions #bad companies #hey don't buy their stuff

[figtreeandvine]

I want to write a movie that is sort of the flip side of a Hallmark holiday movie. Not an anti-Hallmark movie, just like the other side of the same coin.

It starts with a well-dressed professional woman driving a convertible along a country road, autumn foliage in the background, terribly scenic. She turns onto a dirt road/long driveway, and stops next to a field of Christmas trees, all growing in neat, ordered rows, perfectly trimmed and pruned to form. She steps out of the car--no, she's not wearing high-heels, give her some sense!--and knocks on the door of a worn but nice-looking farmhouse. An older woman, late fifties maybe, answers the door, looking a bit puzzled. The younger woman asks if she can buy a Christmas tree now, today. The older woman says they don't do retail sales--and the younger woman breaks down crying.

Cut to the two women sitting at the kitchen table with cups of tea. The young woman (Michelle), no longer actively crying, explains that her mother loves Christmas more than anything, but is in the hospital with end-stage cancer. Her doctors don't think she'll live to see December, let alone Christmas. Nobody is selling Christmas trees in September, so could the older woman please make an exception, just this once? The older woman (Helen) regretfully explains that they have a contract to sell their trees that forbids outside sales. The younger woman nods, starts to stand up, but the older woman stops her with a hand and asks her what hospital her mother is in. After she answers the older woman says that "my Joe" will deliver a tree the next day. "Contract says I can't sell you a tree, but nothing says I can't give you one."

Next day "Joe" shows up at the hospital in flannel and jeans, with a smallish tree over her shoulder. Oh, whoops, that's Jo, Helen's daughter, short for Joanna, not Joe. Jo sets up the tree and even pulls out a box of lights and ornaments. Mother watches from hospital bed with a big smile as Jo and Michelle decorate the tree. Cue "end of movie" type sappiness as nurses and other patients gather in the doorway, smiling at the tree.

Cut to Michelle sitting in her dark apartment, clutching a mug of tea, staring out at the falling snow and the Christmas lights outside. Her apartment has no tree, no decorations, nothing. She starts at a knock on the door, goes to open it. Jo is standing there, again holding a tree over her shoulder.

Plot develops: the second tree is a gift, because Michelle might as well get it as the bank. The contract for the tree sales was an /option/ contract, which prevents them from selling to anyone else, but doesn't guarantee the sale. The corporation with the option isn't going to buy the trees, but Helen and Jo can't sell them anywhere else, and basically they get nothing. They'll lose the farm without the year's income. Michelle asks to see the contract and Jo promises to email it to her.

Next day at a very upscale law firm, Michelle asks at the end of a staff meeting if anyone in contract law still needs pro bono hours for the year. No one does, but a senior partner (Abe) takes her to his office and asks about it. She says the contract looks hinky to her ("Is that a legal term?" "Yes.") but contract law's not her thing. He raises an eyebrow and she grins and pulls a sheaf of paper out of her bag and hands it over. He reads it over, then looks up at her. "They signed this?"

More plot develops. Abe calls in underlings--interns, paralegals, whatever--and the contract is examined, dissected, and ultimately shredded (metaphorically). It's worse even than it looks--on January 1st Helen and Jo will have to repay the advanced they received at signing. The corporation has bought up a suspicious number of Christmas tree farms in previous years after foreclosure, etc.

Cut to Abe explaining all this to Helen and Jo while sitting with them and Michelle in a very swanky conference room. The firm is willing to take on the case pro bono, hopefully as a class's action suit for other farmers trapped by the contract--but there's no way it can go to court before January. Which will be too late to save the farm's income for the year. They might get enough in damages to tide them over, but….

After Michelle sees Helen and Jo out, she comes back and asks Abe if there's anything they can do immediately. Abe looks thoughtful for a long moment, then gets a really shark-like grin on his face. "Maybe…."

Cut to Helen wearing a bathrobe, coming into her kitchen in the morning. She looks out the window…and there's a food truck stopped in her driveway. She pulls a coat on over her robe and goes out--two more trucks have pulled up while she does this. Driver of the first truck asks her where they park. Another truck pulls up behind the others. Behind that is a black BMW--Abe rolls down the window and waves. Helen directs the trucks to the empty field/yard next to the house. Abe pulls up next to Helen's car and Jo's truck and parks. He and Michelle get out--Abe wearing a total power suit, Michelle in weekend casual.

The case will be easier if the corporation initially sues them for violating the (uninforcible!) contract, rather than them suing to corporation (damn if I know, but it's movie logic). So they're going to sell the trees now, and rounded up some food trucks and whatnot to draw people in.

Cue montage of Jo and Michelle running around helping people set up while Abe and Helen watch from the kitchen table. The table starts out covered in file folders…and slowly gains coffee cups and plates of cinnamon rolls. It becomes increasingly clear here that Abe and Helen are becoming as close as Jo and Michelle.

Everything gets set up and a very urban, very motley crowd appears--tats and studs and multiracial couples and LGBTQ parents and everything--and everyone is having a wonderful time eating funnel cake and choosing their tree so Jo and a bunch of rainbow-haired elves can cut it for them. At which point someone shows up from the corporation (maybe with a sheriff's deputy?) and starts yelling at Helen, who's running checkout. And suddenly Abe appears from the house and you realize why he's wearing that suit on a Saturday….

Cue confrontation and corporate flunky running off with their tail between their legs, blustering about suing. Cue Jo kissing Michelle. Cue Helen walking over and putting a hand on Abe's shoulder and smiling at her.

I want the lawyers to be the heroes because they are lawyers and know the law. I want a lesbian who lives in the country with her mother. I want urbanites to turn out as a community to help someone who isn't even part of their community. I want Michelle to keep working at her high-power job, loving Christmas and grieving her mother.

#hallmark #anti-hallmark #movie plot

[nateconnolly]

[Image ID:

A picture that says “A student once asked anthropologist Margaret Mead, “What is the earliest sign of civilization? The student expected her to say a clay pot, a grinding stone, or maybe a weapon. 

Margaret Mead thought for a moment, then she said, “A healed femur.”

The second picture is a news headline. It is bolded and a much larger font. “27-year-old who couldn’t afford $1,200 insulin copay dies after trying cheaper version.”

The third picture is the same font and size as the Margaret Mead quote. It’s a continuation. It says, “A femur is the longest bone in the body, linking hip to knee. In societies without the benefits of modern medicine, it takes about six weeks of rest for a fractured femur to heal. A healed femur shows that someone cared for the injured person, did their hunting and gathering, stayed with them, and offered physical protection and human companionship until the injury could mend.” 

The fourth picture is another headline. It is in a large and bolded type. “Dying man who couldn’t afford to go to hospital after vomiting blood"

The fifth picture is a screenshot of the Margaret Mead story.

Mead explained that where the law of the jungle—the survival of the fittest—rules, no healed femurs are found. The first sign of civilization is compassion, seen in a healed femur. 

The next screenshot is of a slightly different font. The letters are pointier and the lines are a little curvier. It says, “Susan Finley returned to her job at a Walmart retail store in Grand Junction Colorado, after having to call in sick because she was recovering from pneumonia.

The day after she returned, the fifty three  year old received her ten year associate award — and was simultaneously laid off, according to her family. She had taken off one day beyond what is permitted by Walmart’s attendance policy.

After losing her job in May 2016, Finley also lost her health insurance coverage and struggled to find a new job. Three months later, Finley was found dead in her apartment after avoiding going to see a doctor for flu-like symptoms. 

A screenshot of a bold, bigger headline. It says ‘The house always wins’: Insurers’ record profits.

A final screenshot of smaller text with a slightly gray background. It says “We are at our best when we serve others. Be civilized.” /end ID.] 

#is this post a refutation of the claim that civilizations are defined by caring for their injured? #is it a critique of our own community and saying that we aren't civilized? #YOU DECIDE!

[mktgendeavor]

Section 230: It is Time for a Makeover

In the digital world we all live in, Section 230 of the Communications Decency Act (CDA) is like the internet’s godparent, promising to protect its growth and freedom. Passed to make sure online platforms weren’t sued out of existence because of what their users post, Section 230 has been the unsung hero behind the internet’s bustling forums, memes, and endless discussions. But after over 40 U.S.…

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#law #Retail #theft