I have seen a cat play with its prey before but I can't say that the cat *knows* it's torturing the prey and enjoys the result.
Humans have chosen to torture each other for a large variety of reasons throughout history. But usually this is done with a goal in mind that is satisfying to the person doing the torture.
This woman today gives me her phone number and asks if she got any discounts today. I tell her she didn't today but she'll get the points for it (Sales are not exclusive to rewards members but a lot of them think they are). She just kind of chuckles. I look at her receipt and just trying to be helpful tell her how much she's earned this quarter when I give it to her because it doesn't seem like she knows what her points are getting her. She goes "Wow." All sarcastic and takes her receipt. This is what I get when I make any extra effort to show the customers anything.
My rewards system at my store is honestly not that great but regardless it is my job to help them use them. That said, they are optional and I can't tell you how many times I listen carefully for phone numbers only to hear that they "never get anything out of it." When I am honest with them about how it works I am also telling them without telling them that they can decide whether it's worth it for them or not. I don't really want to listen to the entire string of numbers attached to your account. I would love it if you just said you didn't have rewards. It is not part of my job to beg you to sign up on the spot. It's a little funny when people say "No thank you" in response to the rewards question. I'm not selling it.
But I am sure that some kind of data is probably collected when they enter their rewards that they don't know how to use, so it's their choice to be a dumbass and keep giving me their entire phone number with their full name attached to it for the company to use while receiving nothing for it. It wouldn't surprise me at all if they stored people's names, the location of the store they shop at and what they bought to collect some info about their demographic. But sure keep giving me the useless and completely optional phone number.
It boggles my mind how willing people are to sign up for things when they don't know what it does. They think it's easier to sign up than say no.
Apparently they don't think in sentences most of the time? I don't think it means they never do.
When I imagine doing things without an internal monologue it sounds like how I imagine an insect or a sea cucumber might think. Eat. Food. Danger. Food. Sleep. That doesn't sound good to me. And how does self reflection work if you don't have an inner monologue? I guess the thoughts just connect without words?
I'm going to end up talking to a doctor either way but I've only had 1 occurrence so far and had it drained. I am now worried about a possible reoccurrence but I do not see anything definitive.
The answer is probably no right? Just wishful thinking here.
This one's for the people who had unsupervised Internet access.
I don't think I've engaged in that kind of content in the way that a lot of people have, which is pointing and laughing or acting tough. I've always been on the more curious and medical side of things.
I don't look at this type of thing on purpose like I did when I was a teenager but on a very rare occasion I will feel that familiar morbidly curious urge still. The Internet is also so different now.
I feel like it's not a good sign that everything faces heavier censorship but you can watch extreme plastic surgery on Tiktok that is basically gore.
I'm definitely looking at things differently now because when I was a teenager I did not understand a very large number of subjects that came up in gore content. Topics like impoverished nations or access to medical care in other parts of the world. I also didn't ask the big questions like why am I able to see this? Why was this filmed?
And after all of this time I still don't have complete answers to the moral questions about gore online that we've asked ourselves for well over a decade. I guess in the end I just want people to be honest about the atrocities on this planet. I want them to stop pretending it isn't right outside our door.
There are only FOUR registers in my tiny ass store. If someone stands at a register with the bright white on red sign lit up and no closed sign in sight, PLEASE APPROACH.
All day every day people go start unloading at registers with non existing cashiers at them. No lights on. Not a soul in sight. I am standing at my register on their eye level, possibly serving another customer already and they have gone somewhere that has no one present but a few tumbleweeds blowing past in the wind.
They ask me to my back "Are you open/opening?' to the point where I don't answer because I don't like questions shouted at my back. I've had people ask me where things are to my back and then they give me a heart attack because they did nothing to indicate to me that they were standing there. A customer who miraculously can see me might show up while they're doing this and get in front of my register and that's the only way they ever realize I was open the entire time.
There might be only 5 customers in the entire store and 2 registers open with people standing at them and they still don't know where to go. They might switch lanes multiple times before they even see me. A supervisor might appear and tell them where to go to which they say "Oh!" With audible surprise.
I can't be trying to see people appearing in a blind spot behind me all day, hovering silently with no indication of their presence but cart squeaks. And then I hear "Is anyone here?" And turn around to see a lone customer calling out behind a register with groceries lined up where nobody exists. What the fuck is happening here? Never in my life have I felt inclined to put my groceries down if I didn't see a person.
I am not helping you. I have decided that if my light is on and I am standing at complete attention at my register with my beeping red shirt on, just staring straight ahead waiting to serve that I can no longer help you. I cannot spin my head 360° like an owl if you appear in the wrong spot and start pulling that shit to correct you. Not even saying hello helps. They look at me with their things on the belt at the empty station and go "Is anyone here?" ME. I am here. Holy fucking shit.
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I recently learned that Ogrish produced 3 magazines once and it got me wondering what sort of team they actually had to be out there making magazines and such.
And they're not always asking me because they forgot or didn't realize it was a mess. They ask when it's in my hands like they were waiting for me.
I hate the meat juices. I hate the blood. The other day a guy ruined the sugar he wanted to buy because he put a packet of raw pork on top of it and it bled all over the paper packaging.
People have asked me to put their meat in plastic and as I'm scanning their other groceries I'm finding smears of blood on their other items.
Another customer will come up and put an item in the puddle of blood I'm trying to clean up as fast as possible to prevent just that from happening.
Some people won't even let you put nasty mest in packaging because they don't want to use more plastic.
Do people just not mind when they get all of that on their hands? The sticky film of meat? The blood itself? Every section in the meat department has a roll of plastic bags.