SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

LOL. Awesome. :) Granted, I'm allowed to use my nickname too, but Babs an actual name so I can get away with it a lot more easily.

Also, when I was 7, I got a Boy George doll for Christmas. I was on a huge Pac Man kick at the time, so I wound up renaming him Inky. I still have him, too!

OH! Huge idea! PAC-MAN PORN!

Speaking of which... Isn't it odd that my previous fursona was a horse anmed Clyde? I mean, damn... I don't TRY naming them after Pacman characters... It just happens. Hell, I don't really even LIKE pacman! (I was more of a Dig Dug man, myself.)

Cool, Wal-Mart lets you do that now?

Well, I dunno about other walmarts, but mine does! I'm fuggin' psyched!

Awesome possum cherry blossom.

...How many receiving associates at your store?

Honestly, couldn't tell ya. Alot of us. I think, like, somewhere around 20 grocery, and about 15 General MErchandise, and that's just night shift.

Just RECEIVING, or overnight stockers too?

I mean...we have four guys...total.

However, it IS a supercenter.

...So. Is. Mine.

And to make things wonderfully wonderful, our 'Super'Center has a back room half the size of modern ones, so we have a higher turnover of loose frieght instead of palletized trucks.

And management wonders why they can't hire any receiving associates.

Actually, the thing is, half of the comany's on a hiring freeze, and the other half won't give overtime. It burns my ass, but nothing I can do.

As far as our backroom, we have plenty of space, but so damn much overstock that there's almost none left to spare. Not only that, but the swing shift unloaders have no sense of organization, so we end up finding toys in the middle of a pallet of clothing.

On an average night, a single department might get half a pallet of freight, but they have to throw about four pallets worth. It's annoying. The company really needs to learn how to organize things, and how to get new stock ordered before we run out of an item, not three days later, when the facing's been filled.

Trust me, I could go on for hours about how fucking stupid middle management is in the company, but I won't. :P

Oh Jesus Christ.

You've got more than one shift of receiving associates?! All we have are us four bastards from swing shift to unload the trucks, and then the overnight stockers.

The unloaders...working with me, they learn discipline and organization....escept for the three who were fired for stealing, which is how we all wound up IN this mess in the first place.

Fucking morons.

Dude, that kinda... Sucks... Bad...

Yeah, though, we have two shifts of unloaders. The swing shifters unload the bulk of the freight, and the second shipment comes in around the start of Nightshift. So, we unload the truck, and then get to stocking. In other words, we serve the dual purpose.

Ostensibly, our shift is swing because we are scheduled 4pm-1am.

In reality, we often work until three or four in the morning, and then we have to stock colas grocery side for some reson.

All i know, is that we need to train associates how to STACK A FUCKING PALLET! I swear, i must have had at least four pallets of toys fall on me while trying to put them on the bins! I lost count around the same time I lost my ability to control the walker, as a result of SEVERAL boxes landing on me.

Hey, we're the shift that stacks AND pulls the floor. We teach our newbies to stack FAST.

Do it right the first time, or you waste hours restacking every time things fall and you don't get to go home and sleep till four and five in the morning.

Oh, no, this wasn't the fault of the unloaders! Nope, it was the fucking day shift! They were setting up new mods in the toy department during the night shift, and, at the end of the shift, they felt it neccesary to just kind of toss the shit on the pallets. So, it's 6:10 AM, I get off at 6:30, and will catch hell if I stay late. To make matters worse, I'm the only one there that night with a license to use the walker. So, i have NO fucking time to shrinkwrap the pallets, let alone restack them. And, oh look! There's twenty fucking pallets on the floor! They need to go on the top fucking bin! JOY! So, I get about half way done, and I'm already ten minutes late leaving, and I find what had to be the worst looking stack I've ever seen. My fuckup was actually trying to work the fucking thing!

Long story short, I get it about twnety feet in the air, and all of a sudden, half of the stack comes falling down! The stack was about three feet higher than the guard plate, so nothing was between boxes of fucking dolls and my fucking head. I caught one box with the top of my head, one with my forearm, two with my nose, and a few more with my injured hand.

Needless to say, the fucking mod placers did their own shit tonight, as the manager who was present at the time of the accident made sure to keep me at least 50 yards from the toy pallets at any given time. I swear, another pallet like that and I'll dropkick whoever stacked it.

Yeah. I know just how you feel about Day Shirt ssackings..

Do you have to load the stacks of empty pallets? They can't stack those right either, and I've caught one of THEM with my head. ...Man...that sucked.

No, dayshift does nothing with pallets. They've proven themselves too weak to lift them, and too stupid to balance a square load. Six wheelers only for them. But, yeah... been there too... I caught it in my hands, but it was one of the large freight pallets... the old ones, that weighed around 70 pounds... And it fell from the top of a stack of fifteen. Lets just say that i did plenty of bitching about that one.

Ah yes, the nifty old wooden ones that are only supposed to be stacked fifteen high, but people stack them sixteen and seventeen high...then expect you to load them? I'm just glad I wasn't looking up when it fell on my head. I would have lost an eye for sure.

Yep. Them's the ones.
I mean seriously, how hard is it to remember the number "15," and to stack them so the corners are even and the fucking stack doesn't drop? Is it that difficult?
I mean, now I've got one of my buddies on my block bitching that the company needs to provide me with hardhats and shit, but, fact is, iut wouldn't be a dangerous job if people stopped and thought about what they were doing, instead of rushing in, full throttle, guns blazing.

I get told the same thing. But this is the same company that doesn't even give us the vests when they tell us to go out into the lot and push carts.

No, that counts the stockers.

Yeah, well. Mine's the other way. If any employee works even a minute of overtime, they catch some serious hell.