I have another one about 'C'. You guys may remember my co worker/boyfriend's friend's wife from the "3 for Me" thread. This one happened last month and I kept meaning to post about, and completely forgot to include it in the OP! C and I got stranded in the city where we work with that last blizzard back in March. (We both live out in the country about 45 minutes from town). We ended up getting a motel room and spent the evening counting the hours until we could go home. Morning comes and we are given the go ahead by the guys to try back roads all the way home. While I'm double and triple checking everything to make sure nothing is left behind, C disappears into the bathroom. Shortly there after I hear "Weeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!" *giggle giggle giggle* "Weeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!" *giggle giggle giggle* (repeat) I walk in to see what the hell she is doing. She's taking all the towels and wash rags off the shelves/holders (that's the Weeeeeeeeeee part) and throwing them on the ground (yep, you guessed it, that's where the giggle fits in). One at a time she would pull the bath linens off the rack and release it like a damaged bird, watching it flutter to the ground before reaching for the next. "What the HELL are you going?!" I exclaimed, wondering if she'd finally lost he mind (from the sounds of the giggles, I would have said so). "I'm just making sure that the next people in the room have clean towels! Weeeeeee!!!" By now she had everything on the floor so she started kicking under the sink. "This way those f*ckers will have to put up new towels. I do this every where I go." All stated so matter of factly. Then she opened the shampoo and conditioner (which we didn't use) and set them in their side in the bathtub to drain out, unwrapped the soap and the water cups and tossed them in waste can. My face must have surprised her. "Fresh toiletries, duh." She moved to the sleeping area and before I could stop her, she had all the blankets and sheets off one of the beds and in a pile. I stopped her before she got to the other bed. Same rezoning for this, so that the f*ckers would have to put clean linen on the bed. Had we not been in such a hurry (they could close down our route home at any time really) I would have righted the towel issue at least. I also didn't bother scolding her about it. What I wanted to explain to her is that they type if housekeeper, excuse me f*cker, that wouldn't change out the linens in the first place, is the same kind that would put up the towels that have been deliberately kicked under the sink. She's never had to be on the other side of something like that, so she's never had to deal with people at their suckyiest!
You can paste that big fake smile on your face and use a singsong voice to indicate how nice and happy you are when dealing with service people, but you will never understand. They will do their job regardless of whether or not you tear the beds down to the bare mattress, because that is there job. If they are the type to cut corners and not freshen the room like they should, your little towel tossing tantrum sure isn't going to help. I couldn't believe that.
Yesterday my boyfriends mom, C (b/c she is the freakin daughter my boyfriends mom never had) and I went to this giant craft fair. We were looking at some bracelets and made mental note to come back as the booth was large and the one lady wasn't able to give us any attention and take payment for other customers at the same time. She was really busy and overwhelmed, and I think her partner had gone MIA for the moment. (I like to go through everything too before I start buying). On our way out I reminded C about the booth and asked if she still wanted to check it out. "NO." She said folding her arms and stomping her foot. "I don't buy things from you if you are RUDE to me!" Whaaa???? "That lady was rude and wouldn't help me. I mean, know she's been here all day but c'mon. Have some customer service whydoncha." Again......shut up. You have no personal experience on the subject, so zip it. Everything looks easy when you are on the out side.
Another tidbit from the show that I witnessed from across the room: A girl in her 20's was walking w/a group. They passed a booth with jar candles. Girl knocks a candle onto the floor where the jar shatters. Girl looks around for witnesses, shop keep is on the phone and didn't notice. Girl picks up what was left of the broken jar/candle and sets it back on the table and moseys on over to the next booth with her friends leaving glass shards all over the ground. Nice. C's responce "Maybe she should get her ass off the phone and WATCH her booth." Perhaps. Still. Not only was that dishonsest, but dangerous.
You can paste that big fake smile on your face and use a singsong voice to indicate how nice and happy you are when dealing with service people, but you will never understand. They will do their job regardless of whether or not you tear the beds down to the bare mattress, because that is there job. If they are the type to cut corners and not freshen the room like they should, your little towel tossing tantrum sure isn't going to help. I couldn't believe that.
Yesterday my boyfriends mom, C (b/c she is the freakin daughter my boyfriends mom never had) and I went to this giant craft fair. We were looking at some bracelets and made mental note to come back as the booth was large and the one lady wasn't able to give us any attention and take payment for other customers at the same time. She was really busy and overwhelmed, and I think her partner had gone MIA for the moment. (I like to go through everything too before I start buying). On our way out I reminded C about the booth and asked if she still wanted to check it out. "NO." She said folding her arms and stomping her foot. "I don't buy things from you if you are RUDE to me!" Whaaa???? "That lady was rude and wouldn't help me. I mean, know she's been here all day but c'mon. Have some customer service whydoncha." Again......shut up. You have no personal experience on the subject, so zip it. Everything looks easy when you are on the out side.
Another tidbit from the show that I witnessed from across the room: A girl in her 20's was walking w/a group. They passed a booth with jar candles. Girl knocks a candle onto the floor where the jar shatters. Girl looks around for witnesses, shop keep is on the phone and didn't notice. Girl picks up what was left of the broken jar/candle and sets it back on the table and moseys on over to the next booth with her friends leaving glass shards all over the ground. Nice. C's responce "Maybe she should get her ass off the phone and WATCH her booth." Perhaps. Still. Not only was that dishonsest, but dangerous.
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