TL;DR: A customer got mad because of something that was on the wrong rack,
she and her husband were rude, the manager approved of the override without
hesitation, I cried when it was over.
This happened last night, but I had to work late, so I didn't get a chance to go online after getting home.
A customer wanted to return some things, so that was no problem. I did that
pretty quickly for her. After that she wanted to purchase flip flops. She wanted to use a $10 off coupon, but needed to get it up to a certain amount first. Her husband added some candy to the purchase, but after about a minute the woman wanted to swap that out for a shirt, since she could actually get some use out of that. She went over to the five dollar rack and picked up a shirt, but when I scanned that for her it rang up $18, and I told her.
"That's weird, I mean, it was on that rack," she said.
"I know...hold on a sec, I'll go check to see if it's actually somewhere else," I said. I found out that it was supposed to be on a $12 rack, because I saw two other ones there (not only that, but it was a shirt that we'd gotten for the Spring. All the $5 ones were from winter).
I went back and told her, "I did find more of those shirts. They're not $5, but they are still clearance, just $12."
The woman got pretty annoyed at that (understandably) and was like, "That's weird, it was over here!" Her husband was still at the register and said, "Well, we should still get it at $5, I mean it's only fair."
Only fair, what?! So I waited and the girl continued looking on that rack.
At one point I explained that all the merchandise that would ring up as $5
had the tags on them already saying that, and anything else I didn't think belonged there. The woman responded, "Well then they need someone here to
check the racks and make sure they're in the right spot."
The husband asked her if she still wanted the shirt and she said, "Not for
$12!" and he said, "That's okay, she'll change the price for you because it was on that rack."
My eyes opened wide. I'm going to do what? I'm sorry, but since when did you
become my boss? I don't work for you, get out of here with that attitude.
The woman brought over two more shirts, one that was supposed to be $10 and
on a nearby rack, and a tank top that wasn't even on sale and I knew that because I knew where that one was supposed to be. I told them that it happens a lot because customers tend to dump clothing on the nearest rack
they happen to be standing near. So they asked for a manager, and I called
the office. I explained to the person there what was going on, and she even
told me that if they're not $5 and I can find where they really belong,
they'd have to get it at their actual price. I told her that I already
explained that to them, but they still wanted a manager over.
A few minutes later a manager comes over and the guy explained to her what
happened, only when he told her what I'd said about the customers dumping
stuff on the racks he said it in a mocking tone, as if to say, "What she
said is stupid." The manager just smiled and nodded, and said, "Yeah, sure,
no problem! (turning to me) Go ahead and change it!" and left.
So the rest of that transaction I was shaking, and I was trying to steady my
voice to keep that from shaking too. I barely spoke to them during that
transaction, and I finally got them out. I had a line of people I needed to
ring up, so I couldn't just get away. While I was ringing them out I couldn't see because the tears were building up. At one point my nose started running. It was embarrassing. I was even wiping away tears as a customer asked me about the price on something. After they had all left I called the office back and asked if I could go sit down for a few minutes. They let me go, and I left.
I thought that all I would do is wipe my eyes and blow my nose, but as soon
as I reached the break room I fell apart. It was only two minutes long because I was trying to force myself to stop, but it felt like ten minutes.
Man, I felt terrible for crying. I haven't cried in years, and I've always
been proud of having a thicker skin from working retail for six years. I've
had some of the worst customers ever, and I'll either vent to another person
about it or laugh it off. I couldn't do it this time, and I don't know why. I knew that the manager would tell me to override the price, but I guess I did get upset that she just smiled and let it go despite the fact that the customers were openly being rude, and due to the whole stupid concept of providing great customer service I couldn't even defend myself, though I almost tried to a couple times.
Sorry about this being so long guys, I tried to keep in the details so that
you could see for yourselves what happened, and I have no one else to vent
to. I've got no friends, and my mom would only tell me to get over it and that I need to find a new job (as if I'm not already looking). Like I said, I was by myself the entire day watching over three departments and had been bouncing from one customer to another, I didn't have any time to scan racks and check prices to make sure the clothes were where they were supposed to be.
she and her husband were rude, the manager approved of the override without
hesitation, I cried when it was over.
This happened last night, but I had to work late, so I didn't get a chance to go online after getting home.
A customer wanted to return some things, so that was no problem. I did that
pretty quickly for her. After that she wanted to purchase flip flops. She wanted to use a $10 off coupon, but needed to get it up to a certain amount first. Her husband added some candy to the purchase, but after about a minute the woman wanted to swap that out for a shirt, since she could actually get some use out of that. She went over to the five dollar rack and picked up a shirt, but when I scanned that for her it rang up $18, and I told her.
"That's weird, I mean, it was on that rack," she said.
"I know...hold on a sec, I'll go check to see if it's actually somewhere else," I said. I found out that it was supposed to be on a $12 rack, because I saw two other ones there (not only that, but it was a shirt that we'd gotten for the Spring. All the $5 ones were from winter).
I went back and told her, "I did find more of those shirts. They're not $5, but they are still clearance, just $12."
The woman got pretty annoyed at that (understandably) and was like, "That's weird, it was over here!" Her husband was still at the register and said, "Well, we should still get it at $5, I mean it's only fair."
Only fair, what?! So I waited and the girl continued looking on that rack.
At one point I explained that all the merchandise that would ring up as $5
had the tags on them already saying that, and anything else I didn't think belonged there. The woman responded, "Well then they need someone here to
check the racks and make sure they're in the right spot."
The husband asked her if she still wanted the shirt and she said, "Not for
$12!" and he said, "That's okay, she'll change the price for you because it was on that rack."
My eyes opened wide. I'm going to do what? I'm sorry, but since when did you
become my boss? I don't work for you, get out of here with that attitude.
The woman brought over two more shirts, one that was supposed to be $10 and
on a nearby rack, and a tank top that wasn't even on sale and I knew that because I knew where that one was supposed to be. I told them that it happens a lot because customers tend to dump clothing on the nearest rack
they happen to be standing near. So they asked for a manager, and I called
the office. I explained to the person there what was going on, and she even
told me that if they're not $5 and I can find where they really belong,
they'd have to get it at their actual price. I told her that I already
explained that to them, but they still wanted a manager over.
A few minutes later a manager comes over and the guy explained to her what
happened, only when he told her what I'd said about the customers dumping
stuff on the racks he said it in a mocking tone, as if to say, "What she
said is stupid." The manager just smiled and nodded, and said, "Yeah, sure,
no problem! (turning to me) Go ahead and change it!" and left.
So the rest of that transaction I was shaking, and I was trying to steady my
voice to keep that from shaking too. I barely spoke to them during that
transaction, and I finally got them out. I had a line of people I needed to
ring up, so I couldn't just get away. While I was ringing them out I couldn't see because the tears were building up. At one point my nose started running. It was embarrassing. I was even wiping away tears as a customer asked me about the price on something. After they had all left I called the office back and asked if I could go sit down for a few minutes. They let me go, and I left.
I thought that all I would do is wipe my eyes and blow my nose, but as soon
as I reached the break room I fell apart. It was only two minutes long because I was trying to force myself to stop, but it felt like ten minutes.
Man, I felt terrible for crying. I haven't cried in years, and I've always
been proud of having a thicker skin from working retail for six years. I've
had some of the worst customers ever, and I'll either vent to another person
about it or laugh it off. I couldn't do it this time, and I don't know why. I knew that the manager would tell me to override the price, but I guess I did get upset that she just smiled and let it go despite the fact that the customers were openly being rude, and due to the whole stupid concept of providing great customer service I couldn't even defend myself, though I almost tried to a couple times.
Sorry about this being so long guys, I tried to keep in the details so that
you could see for yourselves what happened, and I have no one else to vent
to. I've got no friends, and my mom would only tell me to get over it and that I need to find a new job (as if I'm not already looking). Like I said, I was by myself the entire day watching over three departments and had been bouncing from one customer to another, I didn't have any time to scan racks and check prices to make sure the clothes were where they were supposed to be.
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