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Maybe my ex is right and I am an asshole*, but I beg to differ. The joy of other people´s bad luck naturally is a fountain of good spirits and the glue for social bonding.
So here, we gloat at ease when someone else is down on their luck.
I start:
In the happy thread, I had recently done a bit of gloating, when Walmart threw their white towel in the ring, and sold its 85 shops and left Germany for good. Today, more details unfolded on the news, which make me grin like so much naughty schoolboy watching stupid slipping teacher:
For the first time in ten years, Walmart has a decrease in profits (2.08 from 2.80 billion US $ from may to july, per stock: dropping to 50 from 67 cent).
And that´s thanks to mentioned withdrawal from the German market. Leaving us they had a loss of 0.86 billion US $.
Not only do I dislike wm because I hurt myself a couple of times when I did shop there (had to see for myself what all the hooplah is about).
They also were the first to put olsen twins merchandise on sale here to pervert innocent childrens minds.
And they really shot themselves in the knee when they made following rule their policy:
Walmart employees were not allowed to flirt, romance, date and become couples! If any other employee caught someone breaking said rule, they were encouraged to rat them out by placing anonymous calls to a phone line, exclusively for this purpose! Of course, this rule was cashed in, after the unions brought this to court.
But how insane, cruel and plainly fucked up do you have to be to think of such a rule in the first place and even go through with it? I still can´t fathom it.
Good riddance, Walmart! Have fun selling junk elsewhere!
* Of course, that was her way of showing me affection, as she always was glowing with the sweetest smile while calling me such names. |
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