Yes . . . and good luck getting your 15 minutes if you are a front ender. The redshirts up there are quick to panic and screech and scream for breakers to come "back to the front".
(Like virtually every other Krogrr problem, this stems, I suspect, from skeleton scheduling, not bringing in enough folks to do the jobs.)
Yes . . . and good luck getting your 15 minutes if you are a front ender. The redshirts up there are quick to panic and screech and scream for breakers to come "back to the front".
(Like virtually every other Krogrr problem, this stems, I suspect, from skeleton scheduling, not bringing in enough folks to do the jobs.)
Harsh. If they even tried doing that at our store, we'd clock out for break and head straight outside where we couldn't be tracked down!
Yes . . . and good luck getting your 15 minutes if you are a front ender. The redshirts up there are quick to panic and screech and scream for breakers to come "back to the front".
(Like virtually every other Krogrr problem, this stems, I suspect, from skeleton scheduling, not bringing in enough folks to do the jobs.)
Harsh. If they even tried doing that at our store, we'd clock out for break and head straight outside where we couldn't be tracked down!
We have some of our employees, including at least two Front End Supervisors, who do that. Go out to their cars instead of the break room. They even turn their radios off.
My ears tend NOT to work for ANY reason whilst on my break. The ONLY reason they will work is for a call for help that involves immediate danger to a person or for evacuation purposes. Other than that, it CAN and WILL wait.
I love when I shop at a different Kroger and I can hear someone paging, "Bobby, come downstairs please." 5 minutes later someone pages, "ROBERT WILSON. DOWNSTAIRS!"
At our store they're paid and if you're working an 8 hour shift you can either take two 15 minute breaks or combine them and take a paid 30 minute lunch.
Yes . . . and good luck getting your 15 minutes if you are a front ender. The redshirts up there are quick to panic and screech and scream for breakers to come "back to the front".
(Like virtually every other Krogrr problem, this stems, I suspect, from skeleton scheduling, not bringing in enough folks to do the jobs.)
Harsh. If they even tried doing that at our store, we'd clock out for break and head straight outside where we couldn't be tracked down!
They could write you for that due to not responding to the call.
since you're still being paid, if a customer asks you something you are still representing an employee so you are suppose to either help them or direct them to help.
when i'm on lunch i dont give a **** since i'm not getting paid. i just call for someone then run away. Sorry bub, i'm off the clock.
Yes . . . and good luck getting your 15 minutes if you are a front ender. The redshirts up there are quick to panic and screech and scream for breakers to come "back to the front".
(Like virtually every other Krogrr problem, this stems, I suspect, from skeleton scheduling, not bringing in enough folks to do the jobs.)
Harsh. If they even tried doing that at our store, we'd clock out for break and head straight outside where we couldn't be tracked down!
They could write you for that due to not responding to the call.
Loop hole for everything.
I would laugh if they tried that because it would fail. If I'm outside on a break, then I can't hear their calls. It would take too much time for management to try and hunt me down before my break is up. By the time they found me, my break would be done. That's the reason I go outside on my break. I want to be left ALONE. If I wanted to socialize, I'd take my breaks inside.
I don't give a damn about making friends at my store.
It is just a job to me.
Became obvious a long time ago management and corporate does not care about employees.
So why should I care about knowing more about those I work with.
If I come across as cynical or unapproachable, that's one thing.
But to me I just throw myself into my work and if someone says something I usually ignore them.
Kroger is not a place to make friends. It's barely a place to work.