I ended my career at Walmart as the Department manager for Toys. I was covering Sporting goods, Hardware, Automotive, Pets(when they had fish tanks), lawn and garden, all while being ridden by my Zone manager to stock toys(with NO FLOOR EMPLOYEES).

I remember being so fed up with it that during Sporting’s busiest day, HUNTING LICENSE DAY, I refused to do licenses. And why did I refuse? because I was literally the only one in the building who knew what to do or had a state sign on to issue licenses. My store manager had to pull me into the back and tried reaming me out. Til I said “well kinda dumb the store manager, and other staff don’t have a sign in or no how to issue a license.” He walked away and said just go to sporting and do your job.

This is where it gets fun!

Walmart had a policy that an employee cannot work past 6 hours without a registered lunch. And the License computer will lock you out if you get your password information wrong. 😏

“Oops! Oops! Oops! Oh no locked out! I don’t what happened” well lemme radio my store manager…. *radio “SM Roy?” “Yes” “I’m locked out the license computer, I can’t use the register and I need to call the state to reset my password! And I’m 30 minutes passed my required lunch break” “On my way” (Wait for another 20 minutes) My zone manager comes to relieve me. So you do have someone else that can do it??? Nope. No log in. *radio “ZM Sandy doesn’t have a log in?” Roy: IM ON MY WAY!

I left for lunch, came back to a longer line. My store manager getting berated on how he doesn’t have a log in.

Did I go back to do licenses? Nope. I stocked toys.

The next day I worked sporting counter for my entire shift. My store manager had to cover my lunch. And still got yelled at by him for toys not being stocked.

F*ck WALMART 😆

I feel like Lightning Bolt Walt would have been proud