We've all dealt with EWs who believe that whomever they're talking to on their iPhone or Blackberry or whatever overpriced piece of electronic crap they've got attached to their ear.
They'll talk and chatter incessantly into their phone, only stopping long enough to bark some instruction to you -- usually a needless reminder of how to do your job properly -- and they scarcely pay a bit of attention to anything that goes on until the total comes up. They'll pay for it, take their receipt, and often walk off with the barest acknowledgment of your existence, because, of course, you are a retail peon, and therefore beneath their notice.
Me, I've long since stopped letting it actively annoy me, as I'll just bottle up the irritation from it, go home, put in a nice violent or semi-violent video game and beat the crap out of random bad guys until I feel better.
This one incident, though... oooooh, it still makes me go
This lady comes up to my line, already talking on her cell phone. All right, I decide, after having dealt with this sort of thing far too many times before, I figure if she's not going to talk to me (and she doesn't), I'm not going to talk to her. So I take her card, ring up her things, and show her the total -- all without saying a word. Likewise, she doesn't say a thing to me, either.
She finishes her call just as she's signing the credit card receipt, and as she takes her receipt and card, she says to me, "You know, you're the rudest cashier I've ever met. You didn't say one word to me the entire time."
I'm standing there going
while she walks off.
I swear, the irony nearly made my brain go kersplodie.
They'll talk and chatter incessantly into their phone, only stopping long enough to bark some instruction to you -- usually a needless reminder of how to do your job properly -- and they scarcely pay a bit of attention to anything that goes on until the total comes up. They'll pay for it, take their receipt, and often walk off with the barest acknowledgment of your existence, because, of course, you are a retail peon, and therefore beneath their notice.
Me, I've long since stopped letting it actively annoy me, as I'll just bottle up the irritation from it, go home, put in a nice violent or semi-violent video game and beat the crap out of random bad guys until I feel better.
This one incident, though... oooooh, it still makes me go

This lady comes up to my line, already talking on her cell phone. All right, I decide, after having dealt with this sort of thing far too many times before, I figure if she's not going to talk to me (and she doesn't), I'm not going to talk to her. So I take her card, ring up her things, and show her the total -- all without saying a word. Likewise, she doesn't say a thing to me, either.
She finishes her call just as she's signing the credit card receipt, and as she takes her receipt and card, she says to me, "You know, you're the rudest cashier I've ever met. You didn't say one word to me the entire time."
I'm standing there going

I swear, the irony nearly made my brain go kersplodie.

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