I’m a low-level employee at an independent grocery store and I would love to see something like this happen where I work.

and i’m sure from the sounds of it. that it coulda done alot more damage. as yall could see that was a fairly large store and im sure it gets PLENTY of people shopping. and I for one am a lower level employee but i are very much about my work and i take pride in helping any and all my customers to the best of my abilites and i for one wouldnt like a person “improving” a employee standing n acting like one and telling oh i think its over their.. he didnt warn her i’m not sure i dont work here… so in that regard i dont like this.

so sorry if yall do not like my view but i think that their should be better ways to make people happy n lighten their moods.

How were they “fucking” with your customers?
How were they “driving away sales”?
Seems to me your beef is with your “high strung managers”.

James, me laddie. Life’s too short. You ought to find some reasons to laugh, before that part of you shrivels up like a cranky old raisin. I’m just sayin’.

–a Kindred Spirit

They helped them. That’s what the workers (are supposed to) do. So are they also fucking with the customers? That sounds more illegal than anything IE does.

Secondly, If you had “snagged that bright ass green box and tossed it in the trash compactor” you could, quite properly, be charged with theft and destruction of property.

Thirdly, filming in a public place is not illegal, nor is filming members of the public (and that includes store employees). A store can put up all the signage and make any rule they want about not filming or taking photos, but that doesn’t make it illegal. The worst they can do is kick you out of the store. They have no right to detain you or demand identification. The ONLY time they can old you is if they have caught you shoplifting and, even so, they have to be very sure you actually DID shoplift.

The second uniform which replaced the yellow ick was red and white polyester and we had the option of dress or pant-suit. I chose pant-suit because I was tired of perverts looking up my dress while stocking shelves. Guys got a uniform shirt to wear with black pants of their own choice, so they got to wear something breathable. I had to wash mine three or four times a week because polyester is crap for uniforms.

We wore the ubiquitous name-tag with the very large store logo.

Any store employee will tell you that you could be wearing a flashing neon headress with the name of the store and “YES, I WORK HERE!” and people will still ask you ‘Do you work here?”. In fact, whenever I have worked in a store, you could be standing on the top of a ladder carrying a price-gun and have an armfull of merchandise and this is not a clue to 99% of customers about the likelihood that you, indeed, work there.

However, if you are in another store where they wear a distinctive uniform or no uniform at all and people will simply assume you work there and dispense with the “Do you work here?” and ask where they can find a certain item.

My most memorable stupid customer moment was once when I was working at Towers, the the store with the red uniforms (not to be mistaken for Tower Records) and there were a group of us all standing together in our uniforms, talking. This woman walked up and… you guessed it, asked “Do you work here?”

I didn’t skip a beat and replied “No, we don’t work here. We are a club that dresses in the Towers store uniform and go from Towers store to Towers store to stand around an hold meetings…”

“Ohoooh. Sorry…” she said and wandered off rather bewildered…

We were so stunned that we just stared at each other and then just about fell on the floor laughing.

One year, the same company insisted that all the “gals” had to wear those tacky little Christmas pins with tinsel and a bell and Santas, and the like. I refused and was told I “had to” store rule. So I went down to the Christmas section and got one of those big things you stick on your front door, picked out a whole bunch of tinsel, 5 or six of the pins and hot-glued them together and said “Fine, I am going to wear this.”

They said I couldn’t and I said that is I, as an Atheist was going to be forced to wear some crappy holiday gear, I was going to wear the biggest, tackiest, one I could create….

For some reason policy changed within the week and it became optional. Several of the Muslim and Hindu employees thanked said they hadn’t dared speak out. I just did it because I am a big squeaky wheel and NO ONE tells me I HAVE to wear “flair” to do my job.

That way, should the active “blue-shirt” agent be challenged, the conventionally dressed “friend” could simply come over and back up their story that they were waiting for them while they shopped. Which would probably have given staff more pause over making people leave. Once the story was confirmed, the pair could split again.

Thinking about it, you might not even need pairs, you could assign one “friend” to watch over 2 or 3 “active” agents.