As a GSTM, that’s not okay though. Part of our core roles is keeping the desk clean and clear. I would take a step back after I finish with the current guest I’m with and at least swoop it into a cart. That’s just not how the desk should ever lookTo be fair, the collection of stuff would be as expected for one woman shopping for herself and two children. It could have been a single guest throwing it all on there and walking out, and a TM had not had a chance to pick up the mess (such as GS having a line so no hands free, no way to pull someone from the registers, and no one immediately responding to "come get the reshop").
Except that we aren’t allowed to use carts... and there’s a line of guests... and when you finish with the messy drop everything and go guest the next one zooms up to you and starts yapping about something... oh and the phone is ringing (or someone is already on hold)... and HONK HONK. It gets crazy at the desk and sometimes it’s a mess until the 20 minute rush is over, then it’s cleaned up and looks fineAs a GSTM, that’s not okay though. Part of our core roles is keeping the desk clean and clear. I would take a step back after I finish with the current guest I’m with and at least swoop it into a cart. That’s just not how the desk should ever look
They were using it for Drive Ups.Exactly. What happens when you have 3 or 4 people in line at GS? Do you walk away from them to clean up the mess, leaving no one helping anyone? Ignoring guests is even worse than leaving a mess until the line is gone. Think of how you would feel if the person running the service desk in any store you're shopping in walks away, leaving you to just stand there with no assistance of any kind. I hope that "guests first" is still part of Target's philosophy.
Edit: And again, my checkout. It looks like whoever was over there was called away from that area so fast the equipment was left behind.
me: I'd rather embrace death than go to schoolTtotm-
Thank you so much for putting an extremely sharp jagged jar of jelly on the shelf. My hand didn't appreciate the surprise when I was zoning. Imagine little Timmy on his 1st day of school. All excited he gets to make his lunch in his new lunch box. He goes in the fridge and grabs the jelly. Then suddenly he has a quarter sized cut and is too traumatized to get jelly ever again.