Eric M.

I once worked for a direct marketing company where I visited many Publix stores to Demo food items that people buy and consume from Publix. Please know I quit the job I was not fired. I tell you this because my reviews will get nasty and I do not want you to think I am disgruntled, but I am. Here is my story. I was tasked to Demo a Locatelli Cheese in Publix on a certain Sunday Morning. Normally I am to call the particular Publix to make sure they had the stock of the item so I can do the Demo. I loved selling out the stock they would have. I am a Fashion Designer, so I dress well whenever I leave my front door. Well, I called that Publix and could not get the Deli people to talk to me straight about the Locatelli cheese stock. I thought I might drive to the location and do a face to face. This drive is a 45 minute in the sin city that is Miami, from my house. I was only being paid $54.00 for the whole 4-hour job, but to set up and execute the job actually took about 6 hours. You do the math on how much I got per hour, not including gas, car, and clothes. When I first arrived at the Store at 1920 West Avenue Store #621. I went to the Deli asking for the Manager, out came this Haitian young lady and Identified herself as the person with whom I needed to speak. I introduced myself and informed her that I have a demo scheduled for the next Sunday and I am asking if she can order enough of the Locatelli for me to sell out and to demo. I like selling so much, but it is important to note I am not being paid to sell. I gave the worker 7 clear days to order the stuff.On that particular morning. I arrived dressed to the teeth as far as a server could look, a white clean tux shirt, the kind with the kick up colour, a nifty black bow tie, a sporty stretch black pants and a black Swede shoes by Clarks. I wanted this Demo to be really good for me because I had told this lady I am courting that I would be there and I asked her to visit me while I was on the job. I thought if anything I might get lucky later that evening when we had a date planned. I arrived at 9.30 am a whole 30 mins early to set up and make this Demo work I was so excited to do this. I arrived at the Deli and said good morning to this Haitian lady who was cutting up something behind a hidden counter, I said "Hi Can I speak to the Manager Please?", Gosh, this ugly lady yelled at me in the instant, so early in the morning, " you need a hair net" I thought to myself but wait I am not in the work area and I am not serving food yet, what the hell? Out came the Manager. She recognised me and I said good morning and I came to do the demo. She told me the Truck was outside and "the Locatelli cheese was being separated". In her next breath, she informed me that I am to Demo another cheese, not the Locatelli. I did not understand yet what was to take place. Anyways I purchased a bag of Ice and went upstairs to fetch my setup to execute my Demo.At some point, before 10 am, which is my start time, the worker manager sent this other Haitian lady over to deliver to me a sample of Cheese, on a cracker with some marmalade, on a cracker with some cheese. I was confused, the Haitian lady was very repulsive, in the manner when she handled me as a professional, she began to move my display on my table to accommodate her display samples. I became very aggravated again. I began to understand that I was not going to sample the cheese I was contracted to sample, by an independent company, who were the people who paid me. PUBLIX WANTED ME TO WORK FOR FREE. PUBLIX WANTED ANOTHER COMPANY TO PAY ME AND I MUST WORK FOR PUBLIX FOR ME. I CANNOT DESCRIBE HOW FURIOUS I BECAME.At some point I was presented with a case of the very cheese I was to sample, but there seemed to be 12 in the case, so and according to the rules of my engagement I was not permitted to do the Demo, based on the fact there was insufficient stock. Then came this Causation lady with a latent Southern Accent, who introduced herself as the actual Manager of the whole Deli, I told her I came a week in advance and that I did not have the stock so I cannot do the demo. I gave her my papers to sign me out, she said she will tell my company that I did not want to work and that she will write me up. I was not bothered with that.At some point, I confronted the ugly Haitian lady who yelled at me on the onset and I told her she has no right to treat her associates in such a contemptuous and ugly manner. She looked at me as a Deer would look at an oncoming truck in the dark.At this point, I was being singled out by the whole Haitian clan who are the workers running this particular Deli. This Deli is a disgusting place if you knew what happens in the unseen areas you will never eat there. Mr Martinez kept those bad minded workers at bay, but he left, and in Came this Cuban monster his name is Mike Perez. The new ASM. OMG, I am in shock, at some point I called my date, while I was pacing the sidewalk in anguish that I will not get this Demo. I spoke to GF, she said, she and her Girlfriend were en route to see me at the Publix, oh Gawd I was mortified.My losses were great I lost 2 ladies and a Demo in one morning, plus $50.00 what else could go wrong? But it did, something else went very wrong. I did not know it yet. First I had to stop my Girlfriend and her GF from coming over, and I can tell you that was truly unconformable. At that Point, I knew Publix had it coming. I was going to give it to them good. I am writing this as payback, having lost the chance to impress two ladies and maybe get lucky later. Anyways, I abandoned my position at the store because I had to do a quick meetup at the corner coffee shop with these two hotties. This meeting was going to happen in the Publix when I was going to give these ladies a sample of some nice fresh cheese and my master kindness in my cool clothes, but no! The Deli monsters ruined all that for me, can you blame me for writing this concise report? I could not let this one go but it gets better, sorry worst.My GF is an attorney, and her GF is also a litigator, we talked shop and I paid for the bill a $45.00 with the tip after all this is Sin City. I went back to the store at 1 pm or so, up came the manager of the store. By Mike Perez, ASM, he pointed to the camera above my position. I am breaking down my stuff and handing him my papers again to sign me out, he said you have not worked. I said you did not have the stock.He said I have a camera above you. I am thinking of two hotties, in a white bed and pink.He said, "I am signing you out and reporting you". I thought gosh I lost those two lovelies because of this ugly looking short man. Life is hell in South Florida. I am breaking down my display and taking pictures, all the while thing of the ladies.He grabs my paper from the table and prances off to his office, in rage. I could care less. Eventually, I went to his office to fetch my worthless paper, because I already knew I was leaving this nasty job, and I never wanted to work for a Publix again. I became tired of seeing filthy kitchens, dealing with ignorant unfriendly staff and making myself miserable for little money, plus I lost two women over a few blocks of Locatelli Cheese. Turns out as I realised when the Southern Accented manager told me she knows me and she did not want me to compete with the cheese Publix they are selling so much of. I was unconcerned about all of that as I am being paid $50.00 to show some kindness, meet some people and serve something that people liked to taste.The only cheese I have any interest in is another. During the office meeting with Mr Monster Manager Mike Perez. I was telling him that I do not work for free, and at some point, I told him I will litigate him, the Dude called Security in that instant, this security is a Haitian man who most likely did not pass GED but has a gun, in a food store and I thought oh gawd I will need my GF now to get me out of the $#*! that may happen next.At some point the lady manager got really ugly in that small office, with enough space for 2 chairs a PC dest and me standing, she said my shirt was dirty, ugly and too big. All in all the Publix people encouraged me and wanted me to defraud the company who hired me, they wanted me to work for free, they told me my clothes were dirty and ugly, and they called security for me all because I refused to work for free. This story did not end here but I will update it at another time. I have been writing since 7.05am and its now 9.30am. I have a meeting on the beach at 10.30.

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