Stockmen Puns

Bonus points if they page me asking what's taking so long for me to get all the way across the parking lot and to the back of the store

Does anyone have a recommendation for the "best" pair of gloves to work frozen foods? We all know the studded cotton gloves offer some insulation but get wet when stocking ice. I used to slip deli nitrile over them while stocking ice to keep them dry, but that is less than ideal. One former stockman used a pair of neoprene gloves he bought at Winn Dixie (his former employer) but I would source them from a different retailer if neoprene was the best way to go. I was at Home Depot and saw some nitrile coated cotton gloves which i thought I would try but I wanted to reach out to the reddit cloud to see what other's experiences were. For reference, nothing on my soap's isle glove section seemed ideal. What would you recommend? FYI, I am convinced that multiple pairs for different applications is probably the best option.

How strict is your store about enforcing the "20 cart rule" and the safety straps for the cart machine?

Well, my memory is fading I'm getting on in years,

There are fragments of my life I can't recall

Many little things remind me of the years I've left behind me

But one vision lingers clearest of them all.

I see how the country changes as the plains merge with the ranges.

And the foothills reach up to the great divide,

I see mountains and clear streams most folk only see in dreams,

Up where the Snowy Mountains stockmen used to ride.

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Now those men were hard as granite - they were resolute and tough,

Just as rugged as the ranges that they rode.

But at night around the fire those men never seemed to tire

Of the mustering yarns those stockmen often told.

But that era now has ended - all their grazing rights suspended,

All the packhorse teams have long since been retired,

But I always will remember the freedom and the splendour

Where those Snowy Mountains stockmen used to ride.

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It's not all a bed of roses - it's like any way of life,

There are times you wish you'd never seen the place!

When those winter winds start blowing and by night time it is snowing

And the driving sleet's like gravel on your face.

Then the fog rolls in with darkness to complete the mountain's harshness

And you cannot see your hand before your eyes,

So you leave it to your horse to select your homeward course

To where your mates are waiting 'round the fire'.

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Though those men all loved the mountains and the mateships that they found

They relinquished all in making way for change

Now the modern mountain flapper goes by four-wheel drive or 'chopper'

To supervise the running of the range.

And the memories I will treasure are of hardship and of pleasure

A taste of hell and heaven side by side

Of Splendours quite amazing and of sheep and cattle grazing

Up where the Snowy Mountains stockmen used to ride.

I feel like there has to be a more effecient way of downstacking, I'm just not sure how though..

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Spyderco Chaparral: Near perfect condition. $100 Withdrawn

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Boker Med Stockman: Maybe some slight discoloration (see pics). Near perfect condition.$20

Boker Large Stockman: Near perfect condition. $20

Willing to hear trades.

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hey guys i want to move to toys how hard is doing the job and do you guys have any advice im about to get transfered from cart pushing

Thank you. I had tremendous respect for the hard work you do before, but after my store’s toolbox asshat morning stockman called out again (right before Christmas), I was called upon to fill the gaps. Now my already significant appreciation for these hardworking individuals has risen to even higher heights.

Working without the machine, I could hardly make a dent in the need for carts. Never mind being able to drop what I was doing to go do any carry outs. I also found myself navigating total gridlock in the lot as stressed out Massachusettsians doing last minute Christmas shopping.

Seriously, thank you. Thank you very much.

And to the turd face asshat who called out yesterday and then showed up to give his two weeks notice...

...I hope someone pisses in your hot chocolate

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Before I say anything, I’d like to say he has what seems to be a mental disability. He was fired once, but was rehired due to a Manager yelling at him for some reason. I understand he has a disability, but it does affect my work and others as well, and a customer who knew him before told me he has a history of where he was fired from multiple jobs for the same reason. I hope his parents aren’t using him for money, because that is just not cool. He also drives a car... don’t understand how he is fully capable of driving and yet can’t do the job properly.

We have a Stockmen who is so Incompetent, he doesn’t even put the carts in the right direction and blocks the exit doors in the GM side, and likes to take Mart Carts on a spin Let me give you an example: Our Walmart is next to what used to be Lowe’s, which is now a Bass Pro Shop store. In order for us to access the Grocery side, we have to make a big U-Turn to have the carts face the door. We obviously have to watch our movements, as drivers don’t care about your safety.

So, Our incompetent Stockmen (who we like to call “The Nightmare”), will take the Mule, load it up the wrong way (Not inserting into the corral, handle first), Use it EVER so slowly, and instead of making that U-Turn, he will just take the carts and park them at an angle, away from the GC Door. He just leaves and I (and others), have to deal with this every. Single. Time.

Another is that he loves the Mart Cart. He will take one in the lot, make it look like he is going inside to charge it, only to turn around and go back outside and make at least three laps, regardless if it’s charged or if it’s dying.

He also loves to go to the Break Room. One of our CSM’s almost lost his shit because he watch watching him and looked away for at least 10 seconds and he was gone, trying to make his way to the Break room. He caught him and told him to go back and do work, close to losing his shit and his job.

When a wheelchair is outside, he won’t take it from the handles and take it in like a normal person, he will LITERALLY SIT IN IT AND PUSH HIMSELF INTO THE STORE, as if he can’t walk. I saw this a couple of times, and I can’t believe he can’t just push it normally into the store like me.

He will push 5-3 carts at a time. If we have lines, he will take some and push them. He doesn’t open the door and replenish the carts unless another stockmen is replenishing the carts, then he will put them in

I have my Personal Walkie, which was gi

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Workers Vanguard No. 1094 26 August 2016

For a Class-Struggle Fight for Aboriginal Rights!

The following article is reprinted from Australasian Spartacist No. 229 (Winter 2016), newspaper of the Spartacist League of Australia.

This year marks the 50th anniversary of the courageous Aboriginal stockmen’s strike at the Wave Hill cattle station in the Northern Territory (NT). On 23 August 1966, head stockman Vincent Lingiari led 200 workers out on strike against the appalling conditions under which they were forced to live and work. They walked off with their families to a nearby welfare settlement and later set up camp at Daguragu (also known as Wattie Creek). This strike by Aboriginal workers for equal pay and conditions, and protesting the abusive treatment of Aboriginal women, provided an opportunity for class-struggle unity between Indigenous and white workers. Alongside the fight to extract improved conditions from the profit-bloated cattle companies and their government backers, this strike could have sparked broader labour struggles to draw Aboriginal workers into the organised labour movement and for full access to jobs, decent education, health and housing.

We have always referred to union support for the Wave Hill strike as a positive example of proletarian defence of Aboriginal rights. Indeed the strike prompted strong financial and other support from the ranks of powerful industrial unions across Australia. However, the struggle was derailed by the Laborite trade-union misleaders and their left-reformist Communist Party of Australia (CPA) flunkeys who did not organise to shut down production and for broad-based industrial action. The CPA helped initiate the strike and had strong influence among the Aboriginal stockmen and within the labour movement. However, they were unwilling to mobilise the necessary class struggle as this would have meant a political fight against the Laborite misleaders of the workers movement. Instead of a proletarian-centred struggle that could have challenged the racist capitalist status quo, the CPA allowed the strike to dissipate and helped to divert it into a land rights campaign.

A defining feature of Australian capitalism has always been its savage repression of Aboriginal people. With their lands taken by bloody force, the Indigenous population were then shoved off to the fringes of society to suffer hideous, all-sided racist oppression and terror. The British colonisers almost oblitera

What's the breaks like at your store? Are you only allowed one person at a time on break? That's how it is at mine, they don't even let us use the bathroom if someone is on lunch or break. Obviously we still use the restroom but they get mad.

I don't want to step on anybody's toes here, but the amount of non-dad jokes here in this subreddit really annoys me. First of all, dad jokes CAN be NSFW, it clearly says so in the sub rules. Secondly, it doesn't automatically make it a dad joke if it's from a conversation between you and your child. Most importantly, the jokes that your CHILDREN tell YOU are not dad jokes. The point of a dad joke is that it's so cheesy only a dad who's trying to be funny would make such a joke. That's it. They are stupid plays on words, lame puns and so on. There has to be a clever pun or wordplay for it to be considered a dad joke.

Again, to all the fellow dads, I apologise if I'm sounding too harsh. But I just needed to get it off my chest.