Is it me?
When ever I walk into the Co-Op, there are wheeled cages full of products on every aisle and corner. It's not the biggest of places and they cram in as much stuff per cubic snail fart as possible already. There's scarce enough room for customers, let alone every piece of delivered stock that's just arrived!
Now today, they lost a few bob from Mr Grinch (Sad Act to his fellow forum members), cos he was just so p***ed off with getting nowhere fast and dodging countless bobbing backsides, as they dipped into delivery cages and stuffed shelves. Bad timing I hear you say? Then I must be having a rubbish few months because I seem to pick all the wrong times for hitting the hallowed floors. No stock and I would whinge? Correct but no customers and they would whinge too.
PROCESS: delivery arrives, stock into stock room (not through the bleeping shop, you muppets), check and prioritise shelf restocking required, bring out stock from stock room, replenish shelves, and so on.
Admittedly it takes longer, but then you have a selling floor that well, 'sells' and not an obstacle course for old gits like me to rant about (beta blockers and gin required).
Assumptions made: the Co-Op and staff have:
A - a stock room
B - a brain
C - a sense of customer service
D - no desire to see me darken their door again
Anyone have a fresh spleen please? (Oh, and the answer is probably 'D')