The Batlord

I don't think so. I'm vaguely sure that there are other painkillers that use acetaminophen, and that it's really just the active ingredient.

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Xurtio

Yeah.... but Tylenol is a brand, not the drug itself. Acetoblegh is the active ingredient, but Tylenol can also contain codeine (like tylenol 3 available in Canada).

Bat is correct that other brands use acetoblegh like Panadol.

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Oriphiel

I just now got the reference in this thread's poll.

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Apollonia

"stop talking to strangers about my vagina" is not a text I would have predicted I would have to send today, but alas, I am frequently wrong about the more meaningful things.

ladyislingering

Shit got me bent out of shape, man.

When I got to work today, it seemed like nobody knew what the **** they were supposed to be doing.

A ton of people from the front end decided to call out, so my job (as a back room associate) was difficult, having to get around messes and deal with scads of customers leaving their shit everywhere.

Is it really so much to ask for that people pick up after themselves like adults? There's no reason it should have taken me HALF AN HOUR to pick up the shoe department (literally just getting the shoes off the floor and back on the rack, no straightening or pairing or deep maintenance). YOU ARE ADULTS. PICK UP AFTER YOUR DAMN SELVES. FUCK YOU.

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Frownland

You are an adult as well aren't you? Come to terms with what a job in retail is like.

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DwnWthVwls

^Pretty much. Every retail job I've ever had requires cleaning up a ****storm after/during store hours. That's is why I refold and do my best to put things back where they belong. Even now working in a store, people bag up produce and then leave it. I've thrown out buckets of cooked to order shrimp that people decide that don't want half way through their shopping.

I don't understand how someone can be that indecisive while food shopping. Like if you're at the register and need to cut some items because the order is too expensive it's understandable but how the hell do you get a gallon of milk and then leave it on top of a pile of oranges on the opposite side of the store? What happens in that time that suddenly you don't need/want milk?

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ladyislingering

I've spent about a decade in the service industry and I'm still appalled by customers from time to time.

I'm mostly desensitized to their piggishness but there are days when I just don't have the energy to deal with the aftermath of their bullshit.

I've had to clean piss off the toilet seat(s) in the ladies' room just to use the facilities (note: when you work retail, you pretty much wait until you can't stand it anymore - too much to do, too little time) countless times; I've found strange and unidentifiable bodily fluids and foodstuffs(? I assume) in several other places on the salesfloor. I'm not really bothered by it in general. But some days.... some days....

Then there's the mountain of **** that's ultimately left wherever liquor is held. The things people just leave everywhere in favor of other things or just due to flat out laziness .... just unforgivable.

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Exo

F*cking bitch that lives below me is driving me insane. She just got back from Moscow after being there for four months. Now that she's back, she's returning to banging o my door every other day complaining that I'm keeping her awake. The floors in this building suck. I'll give her that. What am I supposed to do though? Glide across the f*cking floor? We just had a screaming match at the door because she's literally hitting her ceiling with a f*cking broom because I got up to make some tea. I'm not even wearing shoes. I'm not stomping. I walk on the balls of my feet for this reason. She's just insane.

I told her to call security if she has such a problem. I hear the people above me ALL THE TIME. Is it annoying? Yes. Is it their fault? No. It's not my fault these floors suck balls. I can't wait to move out of this place.

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