I was buying myself a new backpack as my old one had split on my way to work. I walked into the store, found one I liked and went to buy it. I only had one item, and on my way to the register, this old bitch with armfulls of clothes cut me off and went ahead of me in the line. The store was only ten minutes away from closing at this point, so there was only one cashier on duty.
The SC dropped all of her items on the counter.
SC: Before you start ringing these through, I need to point out some faults!
She proceeded to go through every. single. item.
SC: This one here, has a mark on it, so I'll be needing a discount...
Cashier is straining her eyes trying to see this mark...
SC: ...and this one...look at the stitching, it looks as though it is going to come apart...
Cashier's face is beginning to drop. You can tell she was so very much looking forward to going home.
SC: ...this one...it has a slight tear...
Cashier looks like she wants to die.
SC: ...another mark on this one...there's another tear here...this one is missing a button...
I need to point out that this was not some discount clothing store! The first thing that entered my head was that the SC was damaging the clothes herself to get a discount.
SC: So I will be requiring a discount.
Cashier: OK...we are only permitted to give a maximum 10% discount on any items deemed faulty...
SC: What?!?! I was thinking more along the lines of 50% discount! Or even 75%!
Cashier: I'm sorry, but our policy is that if a product is judged to be so faulty that it warrents that kind of discount, then we do not sell it. We send it back to our supplier and get an explaination and a refund.
That policy sounds awesome.
SC: I think you can do better than that. Can I speak to the manager?
Cashier: I am the manager.
SC: ......
Cashier: Would you like the 10% discount?
SC: Fine.
Cashier: I need to remove the tags from all these items. As you have pointed out their faults, that makes them non-refundable and non-exchangeable. Is that OK?
SC: What?!? What if I take them home and I don't want them anymore? What am I supposed to do with them??
Cashier: *looking fed up* Do you want the items or not?
SC: Fine, but I am not happy.
Cashier has to go through all the items, snipping off all the tags, while the SC stands, glaring at her. I have been in the line for 15 minutes. If it hadn't been an emergency I would have left, but it was raining outside and I had several documents I am gonna use for my interview and needed somewhere dry to put them. The SC finally pays for her things and storms out. I pay for my bag and my transaction is over with in less than 30 seconds.
Here's the karma.
It is absolutely pouring down with rain outside, so I put up my umbrella, and start walking down the street. I look, and see the SC walking a few feet ahead of me. She doesn't have an umbrella, or a coat and she is soaked through. I walked behind her for about ten minutes, sniggering to myself. The store gives out paper bags rather than plastic, so the obvious happened. Her bag split, sending all her clothes all over the street. I walked past her and let out a rather loud "Ha Ha!" as she struggled to pick up all of her "faulty" items.
The SC dropped all of her items on the counter.
SC: Before you start ringing these through, I need to point out some faults!
She proceeded to go through every. single. item.
SC: This one here, has a mark on it, so I'll be needing a discount...
Cashier is straining her eyes trying to see this mark...
SC: ...and this one...look at the stitching, it looks as though it is going to come apart...
Cashier's face is beginning to drop. You can tell she was so very much looking forward to going home.
SC: ...this one...it has a slight tear...
Cashier looks like she wants to die.
SC: ...another mark on this one...there's another tear here...this one is missing a button...
I need to point out that this was not some discount clothing store! The first thing that entered my head was that the SC was damaging the clothes herself to get a discount.
SC: So I will be requiring a discount.
Cashier: OK...we are only permitted to give a maximum 10% discount on any items deemed faulty...
SC: What?!?! I was thinking more along the lines of 50% discount! Or even 75%!
Cashier: I'm sorry, but our policy is that if a product is judged to be so faulty that it warrents that kind of discount, then we do not sell it. We send it back to our supplier and get an explaination and a refund.
That policy sounds awesome.
SC: I think you can do better than that. Can I speak to the manager?
Cashier: I am the manager.
SC: ......
Cashier: Would you like the 10% discount?
SC: Fine.
Cashier: I need to remove the tags from all these items. As you have pointed out their faults, that makes them non-refundable and non-exchangeable. Is that OK?
SC: What?!? What if I take them home and I don't want them anymore? What am I supposed to do with them??
Cashier: *looking fed up* Do you want the items or not?
SC: Fine, but I am not happy.
Cashier has to go through all the items, snipping off all the tags, while the SC stands, glaring at her. I have been in the line for 15 minutes. If it hadn't been an emergency I would have left, but it was raining outside and I had several documents I am gonna use for my interview and needed somewhere dry to put them. The SC finally pays for her things and storms out. I pay for my bag and my transaction is over with in less than 30 seconds.
Here's the karma.
It is absolutely pouring down with rain outside, so I put up my umbrella, and start walking down the street. I look, and see the SC walking a few feet ahead of me. She doesn't have an umbrella, or a coat and she is soaked through. I walked behind her for about ten minutes, sniggering to myself. The store gives out paper bags rather than plastic, so the obvious happened. Her bag split, sending all her clothes all over the street. I walked past her and let out a rather loud "Ha Ha!" as she struggled to pick up all of her "faulty" items.
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