We did inventory on Saturday. We do it every year, as does any other parts department. It's one Saturday. We had notices up for 3 weeks in advance. People understand this right? Sure they do. 
Our receptionist was called an F-ing C several times. The general manager was threatened with an ass-kicking if he didn't "unlock that door right now". WTF?
I was outside having a smoky treat when I see a truck pull up and park in the "parts" parking area. Oh bloody hell. The following exchange took place:
BAD SWEARS AHEAD
Me: Indulging my vice
NPN: Need Parts Now!
NPN had that pissed off white trash look to him, as well as a molester mustache. I knew this was not going to be pleasant.
NPN walks up to an obviously closed gate with a big sign on it that says "Closed For Inventory" in BIG RED LETTERS. You can read it from 30 ft away. Nevertheless, he walks up to within two feet of it and looks at me.
NPN: <smacking sign> What the fuck is this shit?
Me: I thought it was self-explanatory.
NPN: Fuck you! My car's broke! Open the gate!
Me: No. We're not open today. Try <other GM dealer that is close by>.
NPN: OPEN THE FUCKING GATE! NOW! <yup. he shouted at me>
Me: Bye. <go back inside>
NPN continued to cuss at me and make disparaging remarks about my mother's employment as I walked back inside. Cars bring out the very worst in SC's.
My boss fielded several calls today from people who were still pissed that we were closed on Saturday. They sat and stewed about it all farking weekend! Come on people, get a damn hobby already! We are closed from Thursday thru Sunday for Thanksgiving this week. I'm sure someone will be pissed about that too. F 'em.

Our receptionist was called an F-ing C several times. The general manager was threatened with an ass-kicking if he didn't "unlock that door right now". WTF?
I was outside having a smoky treat when I see a truck pull up and park in the "parts" parking area. Oh bloody hell. The following exchange took place:
BAD SWEARS AHEAD
Me: Indulging my vice
NPN: Need Parts Now!
NPN had that pissed off white trash look to him, as well as a molester mustache. I knew this was not going to be pleasant.
NPN walks up to an obviously closed gate with a big sign on it that says "Closed For Inventory" in BIG RED LETTERS. You can read it from 30 ft away. Nevertheless, he walks up to within two feet of it and looks at me.
NPN: <smacking sign> What the fuck is this shit?
Me: I thought it was self-explanatory.
NPN: Fuck you! My car's broke! Open the gate!
Me: No. We're not open today. Try <other GM dealer that is close by>.
NPN: OPEN THE FUCKING GATE! NOW! <yup. he shouted at me>
Me: Bye. <go back inside>
NPN continued to cuss at me and make disparaging remarks about my mother's employment as I walked back inside. Cars bring out the very worst in SC's.
My boss fielded several calls today from people who were still pissed that we were closed on Saturday. They sat and stewed about it all farking weekend! Come on people, get a damn hobby already! We are closed from Thursday thru Sunday for Thanksgiving this week. I'm sure someone will be pissed about that too. F 'em.

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