They come here about seven minutes after the store closes so that they can restock everything. It's not that we don't restock it ourselves during the day, it's just that when they do it everything is done much faster and when you're an industrial-sized warehouse, timing is everything. They even throw in the odd sigil on an item or two to give the buyer good luck or a few extra years of life - it all depends on their mood.
That's why when the store closes we do everything we can to keep them in a good mood and prepare the warehouse for their arrival. We begin by sweeping the floors, making sure they're clear of any debris that might cause our stockers to trip or inconvenience them in any way. The last time they were inconvenienced three shelves fell, and for a store as big as ours that causes utter chaos. We had to evacuate everyone, dodge lawsuits that are still ongoing almost five years later and buy totally different shelving to refit the entire store.
Of course it took the stockers a few weeks to understand the new shelves, they looked so put out at first - it was almost adorable in a way. Well it would have been if they weren't about twelve feet tall with more arms than I'd dare to count (I swear they just sprout and drop them as they please). They don't talk to us other than to hand a clipboard to the store manager for them to sign, presumably to say that they'd delivered the goods but the manager refuses to discuss what he signs to anyone.
They always come in a lorry with our store logo on it, we assume that they work for us but the damage they can do to someone who gets in their way or too close to them makes us question who hired them and how. The merchandise is never charged to us, I should know, I've seen the books and there are no records of us having ordered anything in from the past twenty one years. They must be getting the stock from somewhere and someone is signing them off at that end too but the question is who signs for them.
That's why when the store closes we do everything we can to keep them in a good mood and prepare the warehouse for their arrival. We begin by sweeping the floors, making sure they're clear of any debris that might cause our stockers to trip or inconvenience them in any way. The last time they were inconvenienced three shelves fell, and for a store as big as ours that causes utter chaos. We had to evacuate everyone, dodge lawsuits that are still ongoing almost five years later and buy totally different shelving to refit the entire store.
Of course it took the stockers a few weeks to understand the new shelves, they looked so put out at first - it was almost adorable in a way. Well it would have been if they weren't about twelve feet tall with more arms than I'd dare to count (I swear they just sprout and drop them as they please). They don't talk to us other than to hand a clipboard to the store manager for them to sign, presumably to say that they'd delivered the goods but the manager refuses to discuss what he signs to anyone.
They always come in a lorry with our store logo on it, we assume that they work for us but the damage they can do to someone who gets in their way or too close to them makes us question who hired them and how. The merchandise is never charged to us, I should know, I've seen the books and there are no records of us having ordered anything in from the past twenty one years. They must be getting the stock from somewhere and someone is signing them off at that end too but the question is who signs for them.
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