Typical Morning at E-Crap I took the liberty of pasting this guys post and put it in it's own forum. It pretty much sums up what the work enviornment is like. It is fast paced but for all the wrong reasons. The managers are incompetent, some of your co-workers steal from you, and there is the constant worry of finding cars. Wake up at 6:00 do the three S's. Get dressed, eat breakfast leave my place at 6:40 and race to work 45 minutes away because they f'n moved me again. Arrive at 7:29 told I am late-manager has not unlocked front door yet (how can I be late, hot shot?). Two customers pull up in a hurry and need wheels. I scan parking lot, no rentals-we havent had time yet to see what and where cars are dropped. Manager finally gets door open turns off alarm, turns on phones, logs on, opens safe and key box. Call dealerships for drops wow we find a couple of cars. Manager gives me four tickets and drives me and customers to closest dealership. Write up two tickets by hand and send off first non-res customers in dirty un-prepped cars. Go into dealership waiting room- shit three more customers, call branch on cell scrounging for cars. Another MT comes out and picks me and the three customers up and take us back to the branch. Shit -still no cars. Branch manager starts keying in my first two tickets and makes a comment about not getting fuel fee or selling dub. Two cars are turned in and hastily prepped. I'm then directed to pre-write and take one customer and other MT in my personal car to another dealership and pray for any drops there. I am in luck I find a car behind the bodyshop and just write the unit ## on the ticket and send the customer off again in an un-prepped, dirty unit don't get dub 0 for 3 today. Drive back to branch in another vehicle and help other MT finish washing the other returned car. I step in a frick'ng puddle and now my feet are cold and wet (these are the second pair ruined since Christmas). Its already turning into a shitty day. Look up at Res board and we only have about 8 reservations. Our Branch manager decides to give us a "pep talk" but just reams us because HIS ESQI is gonna take a hit on the dirty cars this morning-excuse me? I used my own car, shuttled customers while he was in the warm office e-mailing the ho's in admin. I get ready to settle in the back for lunch but after two bites, another customer comes in and I write it up I get dub! yeah I am 1 for 4! Then another cust comes in and is having a problem with the car he got this morning at the dealership. He demands a trade out as the car is "unsafe". I put him into the only other car on the lot and thank goodness its one of our new units but its a full size. I explain to him that it would be $5.00 extra p/day and the bastard goes ballistic. The Branch manager makes a weak appearance and allys the customer and gives him the car at no extra charge. Yesterday I was bitched at for breaking rate-good consistency here folks. It's now 12:45 I'm hungry, my feet are wet and I am pulling 25%. Phone rings again and I am off to the dealership. Man these fuckers are messing with me-everytime they call, it's not one customer its two or three. I bring the three back to the office and start writing up tickets. The BM and the other two MTs fetch drops. By the time I finished keying up the last cust they all return one, two three and the MTs feverishly prep two cars and the BM walks in and tells me to clean the third one-lazy motherfucker. This part really pisses me off- I write up the tickets and I'm getting slammed for no dub. I am doing the work you know fetching, prepping, writing up tickets. If all three customers took dub my BM would have demanded that I split it with them. I finally go back to finish my lunch around 2:00 and someone else finished it-my subway sub, coke and chips are gone. I walk up to the counter where the other MT is finishing up a cust and I tell the MT "we need to talk NOW" I go to his desk and there is my subway napkin, with my chips on it. As the other MT came up, I grabbed the napkin and his tie to smash his fat face in the chip-filled napkin. The porker was then teary-eyed and said it was only "a joke" I told the fat weenie that "I like a joke just as much as the next person but don't ever fuck with my food, especially when I am hungry". I am called into the BM's office and again I am reamed about dub. I am pulling 14% at this point of the day. I'm told to go get 'em tiger! Not a word is spoken to the other guy about nabbing my lunch. He only wrote what happened until 2:00 that day. Do you think the job will get any better? In branches all across the country good people (customers and employees) are screwed with, lied to and outright scammed. Stay away from this place at ALL COSTS. You will have a much happier life! |