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4/22/2009
wow, it's been a long time coming for an update. some background on the last few months. things have been exceptionally busy and i've been trying to not take idiocy to heart as much. well, really the busy thing; i haven't had time to post.
but here i am with what has to be some of the stupidest commenst to date.
in order to understand some of these, some background will need to be given. when a new game comes out, we have to supply "set up" info to our accounts so that their receiving can receive the product correctly. this set up includes; weight, dimensions of individual units and also case pack dimensions. simple enough.
simple, meet club accounts**. club accounts, meet simple. you kids play good together and no fighting.
unfortunately, club accounts HATE simple. i mean, simple must have taken club accounts milk money, stole his bike, fucked his sister or something cause club accounts and simple are like open wounds and whiskey.
so this one club account, that shall remain nameless, wants us to ship their games in "keeper" cases. these are the long plastic cases that you see at the best buys of the world. the ones that the cashier needs to open before you leave the store. ok, no problem. we'll do the work for your stocking clerks cause we know you hire what are essentially the menatlly handicapped.
but wait, we want more! we designed a nifty shipping carton/tray thing in which you put six units into, close and ship. that way our floor monkeys only have to tear the top off and put the box out on our tables. ok i says. it's an extra expense that we have to eat but hell, happy customers make for fatty profit.
now HERE is where it gets fun. we had the boxes made to their design and dimensions. we've bought the boxes. we've bought the keepers. now they chase us to no end to get the deminsions of the nifty shipping/tray.
i don't know your fucking dimensions nor do i want to. YOU supplied them to ME and now your threatening to cancel orders if WE don't get YOU the dimensions THAT you supplied to ME?
go fuck yourself and your 300 piece nation wide order.
more to come as i vent.
**club accounts - these are the "big box" stores that typically require a membership. you know the ones, you go in and but a gross of toilet paper to save 1/2 a penny on a roll. or hey! that 5 gallan can of refried beans just saved me three cents an ounce!
but here i am with what has to be some of the stupidest commenst to date.
in order to understand some of these, some background will need to be given. when a new game comes out, we have to supply "set up" info to our accounts so that their receiving can receive the product correctly. this set up includes; weight, dimensions of individual units and also case pack dimensions. simple enough.
simple, meet club accounts**. club accounts, meet simple. you kids play good together and no fighting.
unfortunately, club accounts HATE simple. i mean, simple must have taken club accounts milk money, stole his bike, fucked his sister or something cause club accounts and simple are like open wounds and whiskey.
so this one club account, that shall remain nameless, wants us to ship their games in "keeper" cases. these are the long plastic cases that you see at the best buys of the world. the ones that the cashier needs to open before you leave the store. ok, no problem. we'll do the work for your stocking clerks cause we know you hire what are essentially the menatlly handicapped.
but wait, we want more! we designed a nifty shipping carton/tray thing in which you put six units into, close and ship. that way our floor monkeys only have to tear the top off and put the box out on our tables. ok i says. it's an extra expense that we have to eat but hell, happy customers make for fatty profit.
now HERE is where it gets fun. we had the boxes made to their design and dimensions. we've bought the boxes. we've bought the keepers. now they chase us to no end to get the deminsions of the nifty shipping/tray.
i don't know your fucking dimensions nor do i want to. YOU supplied them to ME and now your threatening to cancel orders if WE don't get YOU the dimensions THAT you supplied to ME?
go fuck yourself and your 300 piece nation wide order.
more to come as i vent.
**club accounts - these are the "big box" stores that typically require a membership. you know the ones, you go in and but a gross of toilet paper to save 1/2 a penny on a roll. or hey! that 5 gallan can of refried beans just saved me three cents an ounce!
4/01/2009
a question overheard, not directed towards me
in all honesty, had this been asked of me, i really could not tell you how i may have responded. some options that spring to mind:
* "you're shitting me, right?"
* i instantly and permanently become stupider
* stared blankly until that half second when no one else is looking and just shoved them out the third story window. it'd be akin to putting down old yeller
* taking their hand, walking them slowly to a conference room, asking them to wait while i go gather HR, their boss and an independent witness; asking them to repeat the question once more.
so what's this question?
"um, are fed ex and ups the same company?"
* "you're shitting me, right?"
* i instantly and permanently become stupider
* stared blankly until that half second when no one else is looking and just shoved them out the third story window. it'd be akin to putting down old yeller
* taking their hand, walking them slowly to a conference room, asking them to wait while i go gather HR, their boss and an independent witness; asking them to repeat the question once more.
so what's this question?
"um, are fed ex and ups the same company?"
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