Retail Robin is my new favorite meme you guys. I’ve sadly experienced ALL of these working retail. What about you guys? I HATE RETAIL.
After close at Halloween City I usually shout to make sure no dumbass customers are left in the store after we’ve shut the doors. The last day we were open for business this year I shouted out into the store “If there are any customers still in the store, let us know so we can let you out!”
There was no response, because they had all left (thank god).
So I finally said what I’d been wanting to say at close every damn night: “GOOD. FUCK ALL Y’ALL,” and the manager burst into laughter. I hated the customers, but generally speaking I loved the people I worked with. Retail Robin speaks to me on a spiritual level.
The bookstore I worked at had a major problem with some of these. The store is located in a heavily touristed area with a lot of outlets, so we get people vacationing from all over, and especially from Canada. So I GET the frustration of breaking a hundred dollar bill—or, God forbid, a traveler’s check—when someone decides they want to buy a particularly nice example of a local handmade bookmark. And the number of kids who walked in with their parents less than five minutes before closing looking for book report material the nights I was closing the store seemed just INFINITE.
And don’t get me started on parents who abandon their kids at bookstores to go shopping and haven’t returned to get them by closing.