supermarket boredomthings you do when you're bored...
at 17 y.o i worked in our local supermarket part one of the pairs that stacked the aisles after hours.
My aisle mate got so bored one night when we were stacking the tubs of mixed peel that he pulled the lid off one tub (years before saftey seals this), sealed a nostril with a finger and emptied the other nostril into the mixed peel.
He was also the same bastard who figured out that the large jars of pickled beetroot, on the lowest shelf, made a very effective booby trap if the tops were popped and left to sit on the jar.
Housewife leans down, pikcs up big jar, swing big jar u to trolley, lid comes off, a pint and a half of bright purple liquid and beetroot hurtles acros the aisle.
Actually it was quite a fun job in many ways, simply the boredom got to us and made us inbentive.
Well melted Cadbury's creme egg fight anyone?
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Wed 12 Nov 2003, 11:44,
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at 17 y.o i worked in our local supermarket part one of the pairs that stacked the aisles after hours.
My aisle mate got so bored one night when we were stacking the tubs of mixed peel that he pulled the lid off one tub (years before saftey seals this), sealed a nostril with a finger and emptied the other nostril into the mixed peel.
He was also the same bastard who figured out that the large jars of pickled beetroot, on the lowest shelf, made a very effective booby trap if the tops were popped and left to sit on the jar.
Housewife leans down, pikcs up big jar, swing big jar u to trolley, lid comes off, a pint and a half of bright purple liquid and beetroot hurtles acros the aisle.
Actually it was quite a fun job in many ways, simply the boredom got to us and made us inbentive.
Well melted Cadbury's creme egg fight anyone?
know the feeling...I worked for a year in Sainsbury's (internet shopping depatment!), and we came up with many ways to alleviate the boredom...
Late at night, when our department had nothing to do, we would get sent over to raw meat, the only department with no manager...
The guy there had been on raw meat for 8 hours, stacking shelves, and was understandably bored, so we used to play games like "mince curling", where we had to slide packets of mince along the floor of the aisle onto one particular tile which had an advert for Mini Cheddars on it (challenging but hugely entertaining... made the time fly!)
Other favourites included switching shelf labels, spending hours putting the wrong products in entirely the wrong places, putting "free gifts" in the orders we were completing, and generally fucking up the well oiled Sainsbury's machine. Fun when your store manager thinks he's in charge of a crack team of ruthlessly efficient commandos, rather than the bored, lazy, spiteful students who actually work there.
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Sun 16 Nov 2003, 15:05,
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Late at night, when our department had nothing to do, we would get sent over to raw meat, the only department with no manager...
The guy there had been on raw meat for 8 hours, stacking shelves, and was understandably bored, so we used to play games like "mince curling", where we had to slide packets of mince along the floor of the aisle onto one particular tile which had an advert for Mini Cheddars on it (challenging but hugely entertaining... made the time fly!)
Other favourites included switching shelf labels, spending hours putting the wrong products in entirely the wrong places, putting "free gifts" in the orders we were completing, and generally fucking up the well oiled Sainsbury's machine. Fun when your store manager thinks he's in charge of a crack team of ruthlessly efficient commandos, rather than the bored, lazy, spiteful students who actually work there.