Makes you no longer a “rotten strawberry”

The following is about the Qingpu store.

If you really want to come work here, you have to muster all your courage and energy. When I first started, everything was actually fine, and I felt that everyone took good care of one another. Later, I realized that we were being asked to do things that were clearly not part of the job I had applied for, while the pay remained the same.

Chatting during work is inevitable, but one supervisor really kept telling me every day how great and wonderful her boyfriend was. She would even video-call or talk on the phone with her partner during work, listen to podcasts, bring her boyfriend to the store to look around, and so on.

Because she was doted on by the owner, even after we informed the owner, this behavior continued to be tolerated, as if what she did were not serious at all, resulting in blatant double standards.

We had to put up with this supervisor arriving late and leaving early. Whenever she had a day off or several days off in a row the next day, she would suddenly fall ill and leave early the day before. Otherwise, she would message you early that morning to say she would be late. When scheduling days off, she insisted on choosing certain days for herself. Everyone had agreed that each person could take only one Saturday or Sunday off, yet she could schedule three days, and she was even late one of those days, completely disregarding whether there were enough staff.

Once, I got into a traffic accident on my way to work. The owner and supervisor did not show much concern. When they called, they immediately asked, “Then give up your three consecutive days off next month so someone else can schedule them.”

On the day of the accident, I had just been discharged from the hospital and was in a wheelchair, yet I was still thinking about company matters. I deliberately went to the store to hand over my duties to my coworkers and asked the owner’s wife how long I could take off. She actually replied, “Go ahead and try taking three weeks off.”

At the time, I was genuinely baffled that someone could say something like that.

And yes—after resting for 10 days, I was required to return to work because of the staff shortage. My foot was still bleeding as I moved heavy objects, and no one helped me.

Oh—and there was no subsidy or compensation at all, because I was covered through the trade union.

The owner is completely unwilling to listen to employees’ opinions, yet still expects employees to offer their own views. When I informed him about a system problem, he replied, “You’re just trying to slack off, aren’t you?”

Everyone can think about it for themselves~