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Jun 24th 2005

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Just had work experience for the week. Just finished today at 5 pm. I was working in a Super Market. Well; here's what I think of it (Taken from a post at a forum on Monday)




As you know; Work Experience is just another word for "Make the new kids do all the work". Anyways, I'm doing it this week at a super market until Friday.

Worst. Fucking. Job. Ever. (well I could think of worse- but its still sucks balls) Unless you work at the counters where you just put on a fake smile and beep shit; you have to spend half the day packing 1260 different types of Paper Towels and basically everything else in the store onto the shelves. Neatly. Then some mother fucker comes along and messes it all up; where then the manager makes you re- stack it all back in perfect order.

Now i've only been there one day. It wasn't that bad; but the other work experience students and I are only getting 60 Cents or less an hour; and we're doing a lot more work then the regulars who get payed 8 dollars an hour to spend most of it in the break room hitting the Coke Machine because it stole their money. People in sweat shops probably get paid more money per hour than 60 Australian Cents


Well today being my first day; I still wasn't sure which isle had what on them. So I get a shit load of Old people coming up to me asking:

"Hey Sonny; do you know where the Marmalaid Jam is?"; which I reply with a hard think and then a

"Sorry; I'm not sure. If you go to the front desk or a checkout; they'd know exactly where its at."

Which they go: "What do you mean you don't know where the Marmalaid Jam is? You work here don't you? Its your responsiblity to know where each product is; how much it costs and ...............blah blah blah" *stopped listening around here*

< Big lecture lasts for a few minuets>

Me: "Its my first day on the job. I'm on Work Experience"

Old Person: "Your on a what?"

Me: "Work Experience"

Old Person: "Oh....well do you know know where the Lemon Tetliy Tea Bags are?"



Now why the fuck wouldn't I tell them where stuff is if I knew where abouts it was? Oh yes; I like to hide the where- abouts of products; just so it makes them take longer to walk their wrinkly asses around the shop looking for it. I mean they have a lot to do; don't they? Sit on the couch drinking cuppas while reading the Newspaper; then taking a nap.

Just today there were about 5 old people who asked me similar questions.

Then I got the little kids asking me to reach stuff that they can't get to. Then the mother's who can't control their kids; having to put up with

"I WANT THE CHOCOLATE COOKIES!!!!!! WRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *Chucks them on the ground* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *crying sound* "

Then having the Mum smack the kid; which just makes them cry more.

I hope I can get through the week Although the many shitty customers that were there; I got a laugh out of a few of them; such as a kid who was stealing lollies; right infront of a fucking servelance camera; then having security come in...and well it all ends in the kid crying. Ah good times.

Then there's the absolutelly fucking sick ones like old couples picking up a bunch of condoms and wacking them in their basket.

Followed by the normal people who if they want to find something; just ask; and if I can't help them; then they actually beleive that I don't know where the item is.




=DAY 2=

There are 2 retarted chinese girls and another also doing work experience at the supermarket i'm working at. They compleatelly miss-understand the words:

"Stack these products onto the shelves"

for

"Play Hide and Seek and then start screaming when getting caught".


Anyways, Yesterday just "conviniently happened" to be Stock-Take day the same week the work experience kids came in (They only have Stock- Take 2 times a year) ; so I had to count every mother fucking brand of lollies known to man; covering almost 2 isles.

=DAY 3=

Today wasn't that bad. Just had to clear all the crap out of the storage room with another person. There were at least 2 rats that got a good taste of 20 killogram broken shelves.

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Day 4 & 5 ----> Can't be fucked writing it up.


===================End Bitch session=================



Well i'm through with it; I suppose it was a good experience. Can't think of much that happened on day 4 & 5; apart from one of the 3 kids that were there from my school snuck up on the 2 retarted chinese girls (Who were reading magazines instead of doing work that we all had to finish or else no lunch break) and he yelled out in their ear "Hey you! Get back to work!" in the manager's tone of voice. I swear their reaction from shock was one of the fucking funniest things I have seen.