This involved a regular customer. I am not very fond of this customer. He is the stereotypical old man. He is very entitled, he is a tight-wad (I once witnessed him chew a co-worker out because she accidentally short changed him a penny), he is inpolite, and to top it all off, he smells.
He walked up to me as I was clearing some tables and handed me a business card.
SC: I need you to call this number.
It was the business card for a local taxi firm. Their main office is located literally around the corner from the pub.
Me: Would you like me to call you a cab?
SC: No, I need you to call them. I got a taxi here this morning and I left a bag in the back. I need you to find out where my bag is.
OK, that annoyed me. I am trying to work. Do I really look like I've got time to run around after him? But...I know what this guy is like, so I decided to save an arguement and called the taxi company. Unfortunately, when I called them, I got an automated message:
Message: Hell this is *taxi company*. We are experiencing difficulties with our phone lines at the moment, so please leave your name and number and we will get back to you as soon as we can. We apologize for any problems this might cause. *BEEP*
I hung up. I couldn't be bothered with that.
Me: I couldn't get through. I got a message saying they were having problems with their phones.
SC: Well keep trying! I need that bag! You need to find my bag!
All of a sudden, he was treating me like it was my fault he had lost his bag.
Me: The taxi office is just around the corner. Why don't you pop in?
SC: No, you go down there and ask. I need that bag.
Me:
I've got a pub to run! I can't be going off playing detective about something that didn't even happen here!
SC: You need to find my bag!
Me: You've been here for hours. How come it has taken you this long to notice you don't have it?
SC: I did notice...earlier. But I didn't need it then. I'm going home and I need it now.
I felt my brain begin to melt.
SC: Can you call them again?
Me: I'm sorry, I've got things to do.
SC: Well, call them later then.
Me: This is not my responsibility.
SC: Well I'll come in tomorrow and get someone else to find it!
I just walked away from him. He was making me angry. I pinned a note on the wall for the manager that is in tomorrow.
"If Stinky comes in asking you to ring *taxi company*, just tell him you called and they don't have his bag. It will save you a lot of grief. Believe me!"
He walked up to me as I was clearing some tables and handed me a business card.
SC: I need you to call this number.
It was the business card for a local taxi firm. Their main office is located literally around the corner from the pub.
Me: Would you like me to call you a cab?
SC: No, I need you to call them. I got a taxi here this morning and I left a bag in the back. I need you to find out where my bag is.
OK, that annoyed me. I am trying to work. Do I really look like I've got time to run around after him? But...I know what this guy is like, so I decided to save an arguement and called the taxi company. Unfortunately, when I called them, I got an automated message:
Message: Hell this is *taxi company*. We are experiencing difficulties with our phone lines at the moment, so please leave your name and number and we will get back to you as soon as we can. We apologize for any problems this might cause. *BEEP*
I hung up. I couldn't be bothered with that.
Me: I couldn't get through. I got a message saying they were having problems with their phones.
SC: Well keep trying! I need that bag! You need to find my bag!
All of a sudden, he was treating me like it was my fault he had lost his bag.
Me: The taxi office is just around the corner. Why don't you pop in?
SC: No, you go down there and ask. I need that bag.
Me:

SC: You need to find my bag!
Me: You've been here for hours. How come it has taken you this long to notice you don't have it?
SC: I did notice...earlier. But I didn't need it then. I'm going home and I need it now.
I felt my brain begin to melt.
SC: Can you call them again?
Me: I'm sorry, I've got things to do.
SC: Well, call them later then.
Me: This is not my responsibility.
SC: Well I'll come in tomorrow and get someone else to find it!
I just walked away from him. He was making me angry. I pinned a note on the wall for the manager that is in tomorrow.
"If Stinky comes in asking you to ring *taxi company*, just tell him you called and they don't have his bag. It will save you a lot of grief. Believe me!"
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