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Do not be discouraged if you fail a few times."
~ Napoleon Hill
I'm not sure if I've mentioned it before, but I work at the St.Albert Superstore (for non-Canadians, it's a very large department store, like a scruffier, less evil Wal-Mart). I work in the Home & Garden department, which means I preside over plants, bouquets, any garden stuff, automotive stuff, hardware, and lightbulbs.
Today, while organizing my backroom (the three lazy bastards who were in after I left last night and before I got here tonight did none of the stock, messed up the backroom, and didn't clean the aisles at all! XP), I found four large boxes, each about the size of my torso, perhaps a little bigger. Inside, I found large ovoid lightbulbs, about half the size of my head. Since they had no barcode, I squinted at the ceiling, and sure enough, they sorta looked like they were the ceiling lamp lightbulbs (those things are bright, BTW, I don't reccomend staring at them for too long or you risk blindness).
So... I called up the store manager (nice guy from Dairy tonight, cute in a thirty-year-old-balding-guy kind of way), and told him I'd found several boxes of these lightbulbs, and could he take a look at them? Well, he said they'd been looking for them for several days. (I mean, what better place to hide boxed lightbulbs than with all of my lightbulb stock?). I helped carry them to Front End's lockup, and as we were putting them away, he confided that these boxes were worth about $1200. Seriously. There must've been only, like, twenty four lightbulbs there! I was holding, in my arms, six hundred dollars worth of fragile glass and metal!
...Um, needless to say, I was extremely careful holding them until he took them from me. -_-;
It was sorta an awe-inspiring experience. Of course, now when I look at the rows and rows of lightbulbs lining the ceiling, I realize just how much it must cost to keep a giant store like us running. Wow.
~ Napoleon Hill
I'm not sure if I've mentioned it before, but I work at the St.Albert Superstore (for non-Canadians, it's a very large department store, like a scruffier, less evil Wal-Mart). I work in the Home & Garden department, which means I preside over plants, bouquets, any garden stuff, automotive stuff, hardware, and lightbulbs.
Today, while organizing my backroom (the three lazy bastards who were in after I left last night and before I got here tonight did none of the stock, messed up the backroom, and didn't clean the aisles at all! XP), I found four large boxes, each about the size of my torso, perhaps a little bigger. Inside, I found large ovoid lightbulbs, about half the size of my head. Since they had no barcode, I squinted at the ceiling, and sure enough, they sorta looked like they were the ceiling lamp lightbulbs (those things are bright, BTW, I don't reccomend staring at them for too long or you risk blindness).
So... I called up the store manager (nice guy from Dairy tonight, cute in a thirty-year-old-balding-guy kind of way), and told him I'd found several boxes of these lightbulbs, and could he take a look at them? Well, he said they'd been looking for them for several days. (I mean, what better place to hide boxed lightbulbs than with all of my lightbulb stock?). I helped carry them to Front End's lockup, and as we were putting them away, he confided that these boxes were worth about $1200. Seriously. There must've been only, like, twenty four lightbulbs there! I was holding, in my arms, six hundred dollars worth of fragile glass and metal!
...Um, needless to say, I was extremely careful holding them until he took them from me. -_-;
It was sorta an awe-inspiring experience. Of course, now when I look at the rows and rows of lightbulbs lining the ceiling, I realize just how much it must cost to keep a giant store like us running. Wow.
