magicalgirlconfessions
magicalgirlconfessions:


Even if Sailor Moon was revolutionary in the 90s, it’d be nice to have a magical girl anime that doesn’t pride itself on fat-shaming. One that represents all women.

submitted by anon

Dear Anon: Just because the Soldiers are drawn skinny and way out of proportion doesnt make the show fat-shaming. Fat shaming would be the show actively trying to, you know,shamefat people…
In fact, there was one episode in the first season that focused on Usagi and her friends being obsessed with weight loss, and… the conclusion to that episode was pretty much “Who cares, just be yourself”.
Pretty fucking open-minded if you ask me.

magicalgirlconfessions:

Even if Sailor Moon was revolutionary in the 90s, it’d be nice to have a magical girl anime that doesn’t pride itself on fat-shaming. One that represents all women.

submitted by anon

Dear Anon: Just because the Soldiers are drawn skinny and way out of proportion doesnt make the show fat-shaming. Fat shaming would be the show actively trying to, you know,shamefat people…

In fact, there was one episode in the first season that focused on Usagi and her friends being obsessed with weight loss, and… the conclusion to that episode was pretty much “Who cares, just be yourself”.

Pretty fucking open-minded if you ask me.

fuckyeahretailrobin
fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right. Top Text: “HI, welcome to Wal*Mart…” Bottom Text: “where we’ll ask you a million questions!”]
Another robins meme reminded me of this. I honestly feel like I’m melting the customers ears off with the amount of questions I’m supposed to ask. Honestly, I’ve been there for over a year and I’m just sick of asking every person. Someone buying a drink doesn’t need to be beraded with questions.
“Hi, how are you doing today?” “Did you find everything you were looking for?” “is there anything I could help you with?” “Is that going to be on your Wal*Mart rewards Mastercard today?” “Have you heard of our card before?” “-cue random fact about card-, could I interest you in applying for one?” “Would you like to donate a dollar to/round up your total to the nearest dollar… for the children?” “Can I have your postal code for a survey we’re doing?”
I’m just waiting for the day a customer is like SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UPPP. Cause I’m saying it in my head.
And I always get the old couple who refuse to respond to me when a manager is standing behind me. So I’m there smiling and asking them all these questions and they just stare at me like I have 3 heads.

I will do this purposefully to irritate rude customers.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “HI, welcome to Wal*Mart…”

Bottom Text: “where we’ll ask you a million questions!”]

Another robins meme reminded me of this. I honestly feel like I’m melting the customers ears off with the amount of questions I’m supposed to ask. Honestly, I’ve been there for over a year and I’m just sick of asking every person. Someone buying a drink doesn’t need to be beraded with questions.

“Hi, how are you doing today?” “Did you find everything you were looking for?” “is there anything I could help you with?” “Is that going to be on your Wal*Mart rewards Mastercard today?” “Have you heard of our card before?” “-cue random fact about card-, could I interest you in applying for one?” “Would you like to donate a dollar to/round up your total to the nearest dollar… for the children?” “Can I have your postal code for a survey we’re doing?”

I’m just waiting for the day a customer is like SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UPPP. Cause I’m saying it in my head.

And I always get the old couple who refuse to respond to me when a manager is standing behind me. So I’m there smiling and asking them all these questions and they just stare at me like I have 3 heads.

I will do this purposefully to irritate rude customers.

fuckyeahretailrobin
fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.Top Text: CAN I PLEASE HAVE A LOLLY POP MUM PLEASE I’VE BEEN SO GOOD TODAY PLEASE JUST BUY ONE FOR ME
Bottom Text: PLEASE MUM I JUST WANT A LOLLY I PROMISE TO BE GOOD YOU CAN TRUST ME PLEASE MUM PLEASE MUM PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE”]
for the love of god just teach your horrible annoying children to accept the word “no” the first time and stay quiet or wait outside instead of begging and begging and begging for the entire transaction. buying them one to shut them up does not make it okay.

Stores need to just stop putting candy by the cash register =/

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: CAN I PLEASE HAVE A LOLLY POP MUM PLEASE I’VE BEEN SO GOOD TODAY PLEASE JUST BUY ONE FOR ME


Bottom Text: PLEASE MUM I JUST WANT A LOLLY I PROMISE TO BE GOOD YOU CAN TRUST ME PLEASE MUM PLEASE MUM PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE”]

for the love of god just teach your horrible annoying children to accept the word “no” the first time and stay quiet or wait outside instead of begging and begging and begging for the entire transaction. buying them one to shut them up does not make it okay.

Stores need to just stop putting candy by the cash register =/

fuckyeahretailrobin
fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.Top Text: “RINGING UP CUSTOMERS WHILE SIMULTANEOUSLY HELPING CUSTOMER ON PHONE. THIRD CUSTOMER ASK FOR ASSISTANCE”Bottom Text: “ಠ_ಠ”]



Dollar Tree Robin.
The Dollar Tree is cheap. Really cheap. So cheap it hardly affords our hours. We only ever have one manager and one cashier on duty, and there are weeks where we have to cut an extra forty hours - which of course is difficult if it means either not having a cashier or manager.
Anyway, since we only ever have a manager or cashier on duty we have to split the load. My duty is to ring up customers, answer the phone and clean up the front of the store. The manager is either taking care of paper work or stocking something. While the manager is on the floor and available, I am the first person a customer sees walking into a store.
We are typically very busy. And often more than not I am calling for back up. It happens almost daily. I will have a line of ten or more customers, be on the phone helping another customer (strange - we get calls a lot) and then a third customer will come behind or to the side of the register WHILE I am talking on the phone and ringing up another customer and start talking and expect me to listen.
Just….just….I can’t.
Do they seriously think that I can even hear what they are saying when I am talking into a phone or listening to another customer? Do I have dual hearing?  Usually they want something from me.
Another fun part about being so short handed - I never do stock. I do go backs, and I am usually searching for one item to go back somewhere for ten minutes before it gets there, minus the time being interrupted because I am cleaning, on the phone, or ringing someone up. And stock is constantly changing. So when a customer ask me where a product is or if we have it, I have absolutely no idea! And managers can only be so patient with me constantly asking them after being asked by a customer where something is.





Used to work at Dollar Tree. Hated (among many things) never being able to find a damn thing.
At my current job, cashiers actually have access to the inventory system to locate items in the store. Love it so much.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “RINGING UP CUSTOMERS WHILE SIMULTANEOUSLY HELPING CUSTOMER ON PHONE. THIRD CUSTOMER ASK FOR ASSISTANCE”

Bottom Text: “ಠ_ಠ”]




Dollar Tree Robin.

The Dollar Tree is cheap. Really cheap. So cheap it hardly affords our hours. We only ever have one manager and one cashier on duty, and there are weeks where we have to cut an extra forty hours - which of course is difficult if it means either not having a cashier or manager.

Anyway, since we only ever have a manager or cashier on duty we have to split the load. My duty is to ring up customers, answer the phone and clean up the front of the store. The manager is either taking care of paper work or stocking something. While the manager is on the floor and available, I am the first person a customer sees walking into a store.

We are typically very busy. And often more than not I am calling for back up. It happens almost daily. I will have a line of ten or more customers, be on the phone helping another customer (strange - we get calls a lot) and then a third customer will come behind or to the side of the register WHILE I am talking on the phone and ringing up another customer and start talking and expect me to listen.

Just….just….I can’t.

Do they seriously think that I can even hear what they are saying when I am talking into a phone or listening to another customer? Do I have dual hearing?  Usually they want something from me.

Another fun part about being so short handed - I never do stock. I do go backs, and I am usually searching for one item to go back somewhere for ten minutes before it gets there, minus the time being interrupted because I am cleaning, on the phone, or ringing someone up. And stock is constantly changing. So when a customer ask me where a product is or if we have it, I have absolutely no idea! And managers can only be so patient with me constantly asking them after being asked by a customer where something is.





Used to work at Dollar Tree. Hated (among many things) never being able to find a damn thing.

At my current job, cashiers actually have access to the inventory system to locate items in the store. Love it so much.

fuckyeahretailrobin
fuckyeahretailrobin:

Wal-Mart Retail Robin here!
I work third shift! WHOOPIE!
But fuckin’ 2nd shift, man. ( I keep wanting to type “second shit and actually that sounds more accurate.) These bumholes don’t do ANY of their tasks which, surprise, end up being given to us along with our normal tasks! Yay! Fun times! Not. 
Just last night they were supposed to stock and zone a few areas…Wasn’t done. We had to do it. Carts all over the parking lot and the store? Yep. We had to do it. Breaks and strays/picks were crammed into shelves…In the wrong department! Regional Robin came to visit yesterday and he was NOT happy..Whoopsies. 
I mean, come on guys, I know you hate your jobs and everything but so do we. We get our shit done. Please, just do your tasks. 
Anyone else have problems with second shi(f)t in their store?
Thanks, Second shi(f)t. 
P.S. Had to work an hour and a half over. 
(Sorry you guys had to read my been-up-all-night incoherent babble)

-Crazy third shift robin

I’ve come to accept most Wal-mart employees are assholes who don’t care about their jobs, and therefore don’t care about customers or their responsibility. Plus, Walmart funnels through so many employees, management probably doesn’t care either. It just seems like every walmart I go to (There are serious 4 within 20 minutes of my house. Wtf, Walmart), and every time I go, there seems to just be issues all around with the service. 
If you’re one of the few Wal-mart employees that genuinely takes your responsibilities seriously and gives customers the utmost care and service, than you deserve a gold star and cookie. Perhaps you can find a different place to work at for the season, since everywhere is hiring

fuckyeahretailrobin:

Wal-Mart Retail Robin here!

I work third shift! WHOOPIE!

But fuckin’ 2nd shift, man. ( I keep wanting to type “second shit and actually that sounds more accurate.) These bumholes don’t do ANY of their tasks which, surprise, end up being given to us along with our normal tasks! Yay! Fun times! Not. 

Just last night they were supposed to stock and zone a few areas…Wasn’t done. We had to do it. Carts all over the parking lot and the store? Yep. We had to do it. Breaks and strays/picks were crammed into shelves…In the wrong department! Regional Robin came to visit yesterday and he was NOT happy..Whoopsies. 

I mean, come on guys, I know you hate your jobs and everything but so do we. We get our shit done. Please, just do your tasks. 

Anyone else have problems with second shi(f)t in their store?

Thanks, Second shi(f)t. 

P.S. Had to work an hour and a half over. 

(Sorry you guys had to read my been-up-all-night incoherent babble)


-Crazy third shift robin

I’ve come to accept most Wal-mart employees are assholes who don’t care about their jobs, and therefore don’t care about customers or their responsibility. Plus, Walmart funnels through so many employees, management probably doesn’t care either. It just seems like every walmart I go to (There are serious 4 within 20 minutes of my house. Wtf, Walmart), and every time I go, there seems to just be issues all around with the service.

If you’re one of the few Wal-mart employees that genuinely takes your responsibilities seriously and gives customers the utmost care and service, than you deserve a gold star and cookie. Perhaps you can find a different place to work at for the season, since everywhere is hiring

fuckyeahretailrobin
fuckyeahretailrobin:

Top Text: “Would you like to sign up for-”
 Bottom Text: “NO!”
Nothing bothers me more than when a customer cuts me off in the middle of a sentence. If I am speaking, allow me to finish. Just because you’re in my store and I am working, doesn’t mean you don’t need to use manners. And if you ask me if I have any coupons for you after you cut me off when I was trying to offer you a rewards card, I will SO gladly say no. 

Haha, I talk right over these people, with a big grin on my face while I do it. Nothing pisses them off more.

fuckyeahretailrobin:

Top Text: “Would you like to sign up for-”

 Bottom Text: “NO!”

Nothing bothers me more than when a customer cuts me off in the middle of a sentence. If I am speaking, allow me to finish. Just because you’re in my store and I am working, doesn’t mean you don’t need to use manners. And if you ask me if I have any coupons for you after you cut me off when I was trying to offer you a rewards card, I will SO gladly say no. 

Haha, I talk right over these people, with a big grin on my face while I do it. Nothing pisses them off more.

fuckyeahretailrobin
fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right. Top Text: “Manager chews you out for not balancing till” Bottom Text: “Turns out he’s been embezzling funds”]
The first job I had was as a cashier in a hotel gift shop. Now, admittedly I’m not the greatest at math (this is what happens when you have a BA in English), but I sure as hell know how to do basic addition, subtraction, and how to add tax.
As a result, I started to get very confused and stressed out when, a few months after I started work, the closing till would always be a few dollars short. Sometimes it was as little as a dollar, sometimes twenty dollars. My manager started riding my ass and threatening to fire me if I couldn’t figure out how to ‘balance properly’. Every time I’d being the reserve for the cash drawer back, he’d give me a suspicious look like ‘bitch it’s going to be wrong again isn’t it’.
I honestly thought I was doing something wrong, and it really upset me because I couldn’t figure out why. Eventually, I got laid off. Not long after, the hotel went out of business.
A couple of months later, I found out that not only had the manager been embezzling funds from the hotel accounts, he’d been dipping into my till every time I went on break. That was why it was off. He fled the country before he could be arrested, and to this day no one knows where he is.

My third job when I worked at the theater in the box office, my drawers were always coming up short for some reason. $5 here, $20 there. Once it was $50. It was mind boggling. They even had a supervisior sit in the booth with me and watch over me. I was $20 short that day too. They didn’t want to fire me because they knew it wasn’t my fault, so they moved me to ushering.
I was there about a year before I left, and I still corresponded with old co-workers who told me it happened to a couple new hires over time as well, and they eventually caught and fired the person who had been dipping into the drawers. Turns out it was the girl who trained me!

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “Manager chews you out for not balancing till”

Bottom Text: “Turns out he’s been embezzling funds”]

The first job I had was as a cashier in a hotel gift shop. Now, admittedly I’m not the greatest at math (this is what happens when you have a BA in English), but I sure as hell know how to do basic addition, subtraction, and how to add tax.

As a result, I started to get very confused and stressed out when, a few months after I started work, the closing till would always be a few dollars short. Sometimes it was as little as a dollar, sometimes twenty dollars. My manager started riding my ass and threatening to fire me if I couldn’t figure out how to ‘balance properly’. Every time I’d being the reserve for the cash drawer back, he’d give me a suspicious look like ‘bitch it’s going to be wrong again isn’t it’.

I honestly thought I was doing something wrong, and it really upset me because I couldn’t figure out why. Eventually, I got laid off. Not long after, the hotel went out of business.

A couple of months later, I found out that not only had the manager been embezzling funds from the hotel accounts, he’d been dipping into my till every time I went on break. That was why it was off. He fled the country before he could be arrested, and to this day no one knows where he is.

My third job when I worked at the theater in the box office, my drawers were always coming up short for some reason. $5 here, $20 there. Once it was $50. It was mind boggling. They even had a supervisior sit in the booth with me and watch over me. I was $20 short that day too. They didn’t want to fire me because they knew it wasn’t my fault, so they moved me to ushering.

I was there about a year before I left, and I still corresponded with old co-workers who told me it happened to a couple new hires over time as well, and they eventually caught and fired the person who had been dipping into the drawers. Turns out it was the girl who trained me!

fuckyeahretailrobin
fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.Top Text: “MIDDLE-AGED WHITE MEN”Bottom Text: “WHO ARE USED TO GETTING THEIR WAY BECAUSE THEY’RE HIGH ON SOCIETY’S PRIVILEGE-HAVING LIST, AND THUS SEE NO REASON WHY THEY CAN’T FORCE PEOPLE IN THE SERVICE INDUSTRY TO DO WHATEVER THEY WANT THEM TO, ESPECIALLY IF THOSE PEOPLE ARE YOUNG WOMEN (OF ANY SKIN COLOR WHATSOEVER).”]
I just didn’t think anyone wanted to read that giant wall of text, really. Whoops! My bad!
—
And look, our original poster gave us a lovely further explanation as to why they submitted in the first place.
Can we be done now?
-M

WHICH IS WHY THEY COMPLAINED ABOUT THIS POST IN THE FIRST PLACE BECAUSE THEY ARE SO USED TO GETTING THEIR WAY

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “MIDDLE-AGED WHITE MEN”

Bottom Text: “WHO ARE USED TO GETTING THEIR WAY BECAUSE THEY’RE HIGH ON SOCIETY’S PRIVILEGE-HAVING LIST, AND THUS SEE NO REASON WHY THEY CAN’T FORCE PEOPLE IN THE SERVICE INDUSTRY TO DO WHATEVER THEY WANT THEM TO, ESPECIALLY IF THOSE PEOPLE ARE YOUNG WOMEN (OF ANY SKIN COLOR WHATSOEVER).”]

I just didn’t think anyone wanted to read that giant wall of text, really. Whoops! My bad!

And look, our original poster gave us a lovely further explanation as to why they submitted in the first place.

Can we be done now?

-M

WHICH IS WHY THEY COMPLAINED ABOUT THIS POST IN THE FIRST PLACE BECAUSE THEY ARE SO USED TO GETTING THEIR WAY

saintpumpkinspicelatte
perfectlyqueer:

tsotchke:

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.Top Text: “MIDDLE-AGED”Bottom Text: “WHITE MEN”]

reblogging not only because it’s true but because of all the white male tears being spilled over at retail robin’s page over this one

^ and this post may soon be gone

It’s not going to be gone. The mods don’t care about the “poor white menz”. Hahaha

perfectlyqueer:

tsotchke:

fuckyeahretailrobin:

[Image Description: Background is several triangles in a circle like a pie alternating from true red, scarlet and black. A robin is sitting on his perch looking to the right.

Top Text: “MIDDLE-AGED”

Bottom Text: “WHITE MEN”]

reblogging not only because it’s true but because of all the white male tears being spilled over at retail robin’s page over this one

^ and this post may soon be gone

It’s not going to be gone. The mods don’t care about the “poor white menz”. Hahaha