the bitches of target...we pick up fuckin carts, carry outs, carry ins, clean up shit in restrooms every hour, hangers, hanger bins, charge back, defective, bags at registers, sweep, vacuum, help guests, pick up hand baskets, put hand baskets around the fuckin store, clean up spills, maybe even zone and thats not all.
Cart Attendants = MTS (Multi-task specialist) my fuickin ass!
THIS IS MY TARGET CART ATTENDANT STORY:
MTS: go ahead!
GSTL: there shit six feet on the wall in the womens restroom! clean it up
MTS: ok (yeah right)
LOD: we are out of carts.
MTS: we dont have any carts because there are 150 fuckin guests in the store and all the fuckin carts are being used right now!!!
LOD: well go get some!!!
MTS: would you like me to make some cunt?
(lod shuts her trap)
GUEST1: do you guys sell beer and caigarettes?
MTS: what the fuck do you think...NO!
GUEST2: young man...
GUEST2: my cart has trash in it?
MTS: so what the fuck do you want me to do about asshole?
(guest2 tells manager)
GSTL: carry out!!!
MTS: ok (sarcastically).
GUEST3: i need you to help me put this huge patio set inside my little dodge neon.
(Hint: that aint happening)
GUEST3: thank you
(fuckin boca bitch gives me no fuckin tip and here i am sweating from head to you know where
GSTL: its 5:00, goodbye!
MTS TO HIMSELF: IM GLAD THIS DAY IS OVER! FUCK! BACK TO WORK TOMORROW!