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any form of "communication", verbal or nonverbal, extremely difficult @ home depot.

sometimes you are trying to communicate with someone far away, so you have to talk louder than usual, but not so loudly that they have the nerve to tattle on you for "screaming". (rolls eyes). and if you don't tell them loudly enough, those insects have the nerve to grunt "huh" and "what" like they are the etiquette equivalent of "excuse me".

a disproportionate number of customers speak english so badly, that they do not or cannot answer simple questions like "do you want me to call someone?". even when you tell them the litterbox code, they cannot unlock the litterbox.

construction workers disproportionately have terrible manners.

some cultures, physical contact is more socially acceptable than US.

slang: "can you", "huh", "what", "bro"

ambiguous: "can you", "help",

"can you help me load a litterbox?" could mean "do you know how", "will you please", or "are you allowed to", and it could mean one or two rodents touching the litterbox. when a customer asked me that, i asked him "are you helping me?". and he had the nerve to bark "no, you're helping me." he sounded annoyed, but he misinterpreted my question. and then once i asked a customer "are you going to help me (load a window)?", and the customer had the nerve to answer "maybe, why?". "i can't do it alone." (why did she ask "why?". i was going to find out a couple seconds later anyways, if she wasn't going to help me load the window, then i had to get someone else inside the building).

tuesday, i asked a customer how high he had to lift his door and he said "not that high. i think you and i can do it." but when we got there, the customer (who otherwise appeared calm, nice, understanding, and all sorts of reasonable and good), the customer wanted me to load the door six inches above my head (and the roof of the car was only three inches above that). that was WAY too hard for just the customer and me to load. adam or tattletale tom could've done it, but they are much taller and stronger and more coordinated than me. it's annoying when cockroaches speak so ambiguously. "not that high" is not a measurement. customers and servants often have the nerve to tell me to load way too heavy merchandise (because they overestimated my physical strength), and that is one thing, but i do not understand how anyone could've overestimated my HEIGHT. a couple months ago, with eli, i loaded three doors into the back of a truck. when the customer said "not that high", i thought i could load ONE door.

even after home depot took the lock off the litterboxes, they kept the "lock" on the door, so it looks like it needs a combo but it doesn't. (that's bad "communication").

the official method of communication @ home depot "the grapevine". ("he said, she said"). the bosses just tell one servant to do something and tell that servant to tell the other servants and expect them to obey. but the bosses should write it down and post it on the wall of the lockerroom. that way, i could just point to something. but now, any boss could tell any lot attendant to do anything, and nobody has to tell me that, much less ask me. so if i see someone doing something they shouldn't be doing, i just ignore them, b/c that is giving them the "benefit of a doubt".

one time some idiot had the nerve to ask me to help him load and i asked "are you helping me?" and he acted all annoyed and said "no, you are helping me!". (rolls eyes). he missed the point. i was trying to ask if he was proposing that one or two people loaded his stupid lil merchandise.

@ home depot, plenty of customers don't speak english or don't speak proper english
hard of hearing
not listening
talking to someone far away
loud building.
speaking ambiguously

one time i asked a customer if she was helping me load a window and she had the nerve say "maybe, why?". "i can't lift it alone." "he will help you." then when we got there, that rude lil girl was just "pushing" the window gently without actually lifting it. she was "trying", but not really "helping" per se.

then once a customer asked me to load concrete and i said that i could do it if he held the other end. he nodded yes. then when we got there, the lil cockroach had the nerve to tell me he hurt his back and i had to do it myself. (then he should've answered "no".) he acted like he didn't do anything wrong or bad and had never done anything bad or wrong before in his "life". idiots like that get on my nerves.

If I encountered you at a Home Depot and picked up on your communication style in person, there would be a very high chance that I would be delighted and purposefully extend the conversation to see what else I could get you to say.

Sometimes people are aware that they are annoying you and they keep doing it for sport.

I am totally a person like that and if I didn't know you I would do it. I try not to on WP because I read many of your posts and consider you an acquaintance.

almost everyone i have ever interacted with, esp from home depot, flaps their traps way too much and way too loudly.

paucity of content vs precision of language

bad influence

then they have the nerve to expect me to act like everything they say is the latest greatest scientific invention.

they need muzzles, like dogs.

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even the simplest of "communication" is utterly difficult with some idiots.

when idiots have the nerve to say "huh", i don't know if it's b/c they are deaf, they didn't hear what i said, they weren't listening, or for any other reason. a large number of customers @ home depot's english is so bad, that i wonder how they could've gotten a driver's license. otherwise, they do speak english, but their grammar so horrible, that they could not "precision of language". instead, they "paucity of content".

for example, one time, my stupid lil boss, front end supervisor angela w, had the nerve to tell me "can you take this garbage to Receiving?", so i said "yes" and got a pallet jack and put the garbage on the pallet jack. then that stupid lil girl and said "no, just that garbage", and she pointed to some garbage on the pallet jack, while she got a forklift driver to take the pallet. (rolls eyes). besides, what if i were to have only taken the garbage on the pallet jack, and then that stupid lil girl would've had the nerve to write me up for "disobedience" b/c i didn't take the pallet with it. (she should've been more specific with her demands, but b/c her vocab too small, she "can't". and she's doing her "best" and she's having sex with the boss, and she IS my boss, so there's nothing i could do about it. unless, of course, what she did was illegal, and i have videotape documentation or something like that, and then win a civil lawsuit. meanwhile, for her to win a competition, she could just wrongfully accuse me of *anything*, as long as it doesn't violate ADA, EEOC, OSHA, FMLA or anything like that. not a level playing field).

another time, a customer asked me to load a couple bags of sixty pound concrete. i told him that i could do it if he held the other end. he nodded like "yes". when we got all the way over to his car, that jerk had the nerve to tell me that he hurt his back (so i had to do it myself). (rolls eyes) (puke). (in some languagues, such as japanese, it's rude to say "no," but japanese speakers will make other statements to indicate "no".) but maybe the jerk didn't speak english (or not well enough. on the other hand, plenty of cockroaches only speak english, but their grammar so atrocious, that they could not articulate anything that's the slightest bit complex.) and then i didn't wanna go back to the building and beg precious lil "people" to please load the concrete, so i did it myself and then told him "i'm not really supposed to lift over fifty pounds."
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today's "miscommunication"

today, went to kaiser for a flu shot. receptionist asked my name and date of birth and i told her. she asked left or right arm and i said "right". then another woman told me she was giving me the Covid shot and i then told the receptionist that i didn't say that i wanted the covid shot. she had the nerve to tell me that she asked if i wanted a covid shot and i said "yes". i said "i misunderstood. i'm sorry." "that's ok". both women remained calm and nice enough. (kaiser should've required patients to fill out a form, b/c it's too easy to misunderstand or mishear something, and the stakes too high.) i didn't remember her even asking if i wanted a covid shot. but i couldn't "prove" anything b/c she didn't tell me in writing.

(rolls eyes) (puke)

paranoid of what other worse miscommunications are going to happen later, b/c i am bad @ communication and plenty of jerks much worse @ communication than me.

one time, former head cashier jamila told me to go to a meeting in the training room @ 11 and i went there and waited. no meeting.

went to get asm javier. that idiot had the nerve to tell me the meeting got cancelled. (javier should've put a sign. what kind of "communication" is that?).

(rolls eyes) (puke)

It sounds to me like they could of been playing a prank on you. Then they lied saying that the meeting was canceled because admitting they pulled a prank might get them in trouble.

Nick

Yes it could have been a "prank", but I think that if it were a prank they would have done something much worse

seven weeks ago, former front end supervisor angela w had the nerve to call me over the walkie talkie to load a freezer. she said it was under fifty pounds. i looked on the box and it said sixty six pounds, so i told the stupid lil girl that it was over fifty pounds. "huh?" she had the nerve to say. repeated what i said. then the stupid lil girl had the nerve to tell me that if it was a "team lift" "you should" be able to lift over fifty pounds. and then, b/c i was afraid that if i were to have refused, i would have gotten made redundant, i lifted a 66 pound freezer with another servant.

constructive dismissal
the straw that broke the camels back

the next week, alicia said that she is now front end supervisor and angela is now plumbing supervisor.

instead of the "communication", the way they had the nerve to tell me i had to team lift over fifty pounds, they should've sat me down with the ASM, FES, and told me that, in writing. and they should've contacted my physician or something like that. do something official.

it's annoying, disgusting, and dismissive, the "you're not good enough" way those spiders have the nerve to treat me.

(rolls eyes) (puke)

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and then last sunday, head cashier angela d had the nerve to tell me that she and asm gabriel were looking for me for 90 minutes and couldn't find me. she asked me where i was and i told her i was working the whole time and the stupid lil girl did not believe me. she told me to "deal with gabe" so i told him i was working the whole time and it was on videotape. that was one and a half weeks ago and the portal still does not say that gabe or any other insect had the nerve to gimmie "disciplinary action". (rolls eyes) (puke). stupid lil boy.

neither gabriel nor angela d bothered apologizing.

the proper "communication" would have been for them to call me into the office and apologize to me, formally and in writing, and ask what kind of consolation prize i want. (a "get out of write up" free card). and gabriel and angela d should've gotten made redundant for "wrongful accusation".

stupid lil cockroaches!

One time I found some concrete and took it to Receiving. The Receiving supervisor told me to leave it next to the compactor. Later lazy boy Steve had the nerve to tell me that former ASM Dave texted him to tell him that concrete doesn't go in the compactor. It goes in the garbage pile next to McDonald's. So I took the concrete to McDonald's.

Bad communication

Dave "should " have posted a note on the compactor. Lazy boy Steve was not the one that took the concrete to Receiving and he didn't take it to the garbage pile either.

All that ant did was sit on the table and play his phone

Tattle tale tom never bothered him

Apparently lazy boy Steve didn't even get made redundant until March last year but he worked there for eight years

"Nice guys finish last"

Maybe he was having sex with the boss

head cashier juan had the nerve to tell me to sweep "the corral outside customer service", so i swept "corral c". but he meant the corral in the lobby. (semantics and pragmatics). *all* of the corrals are "outside customer service". there are no corrals "inside" customer service.

in the end of october, former front end supervisor angela d had the nerve to tell me that from then on, if it was a team lift, i had to lift over 50 pounds, even though i have a doctors note that i was not allowed to lift over fifty pounds.

instead of having the nerve to tell me that "in real time", the store manager should've called me into the office. store manager, ASM, front end supervisor and head cashier. sit down, and tell me, verbally and in writing, under what circumstances i have to lift over fifty pounds. (with customers or associates? over my head? how many of them? how much weight?) and et cetera.

there are plenty of situations where merely lifting fifty pounds is not enough. for example, if it's lifting over my head, that's much harder than deadlift. and one time, a customer and i were trying to load a box and the cart started rolling away and the customer tried to stop the cart, thus leaving me alone to load the stupid lil box.

home depot puts on "smoke and mirrors" about infocus and oursafety, but it's like home depot is purposely going out of its own way to physically force me to get physically injured. (by ordering me to lift heavier merchandise than the doctors letter specified.)

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after asm gabriel and head cashier angela d finally realized they were wrong about the time that the parking lot "looks like ****" and they had the nerve to accuse me of being away from the parking lot for 90 minutes. then those lil centipedes ended up wrong. gabriel didn't write me up and neither did any other idiot. but they owe me an apology and neither one of them bothered to even bring it up. (bad communication). they were not "held accountable".

an apology, @ the very least.

a consolation prize: "get out of the next write up for free" card
gabriel and angela should've gotten made redundant or @ least written up themselves

totally irresponsible and unreliable

but i am afraid that if/when i get another dumpster fire "job", the next boss will be even worse.

plenty of bosses much worse than mine. for example, the ones on "ask a manager" website.

maybe i should be grateful that the bosses are not even worse than they are currently.

i just so vulnerable, fragile, weak. physically mentally emotionally.