No Pockets! There are no pockets in the Tim Hortons' uniform. What does this mean? Tim Hortons doesn't trust its workers in the least bit and is implying that we are lazy. I have been meaning to write about this for awhile because it is a travesty, a sham, and a mockery - a Traveshamockery!
No pockets on our corny khaki pants. No breast pockets on our fluffy shirts. I am surprised they let us wear socks. I am always thinking about stuffing a few twenties, a Boston Creme and a couple Timbits in my socks. They would never know. Oh wait, there are cameras scrannin every inch of the store, so I might get caught.
You may be thinking that there is no reason for the Tim Hortons' employee to have pockets. What's the use? Well, I'll tell you: pockets make me feel like a normal human-being. Every since I started wearing pants they have always had pockets. Even my baby clothes had pockets. I've gotten used to having pockets. I like them. I don't always keep stuff in my pockets, but I like the option. I don't always have my hands in my pockets, but I like the option.
Every time I reach down to put my hands in my pockets and there are no pockets I get a little bit pissed, and sometimes my outrage builds up and I take it out on the customers. I don't mean to take my rage out on the customers, but it just happens because I miss my pockets. If Tim Hortons didn't trust me so much then they shouldn't have hired me. They shouldn't hire anyone that they can't trust to have pockets.