Another tale of my time at the chocolate store named for the famous naked lady on a horse.
During my time working at the famous-naked-lady-on-a-horse chocolatier, we had a promo where we sold "Feed Bag" totes (I always thought that was a weird name for them - a feed bag is more something for a horse if you ask me) that were made by women in Liberia (Nice totes, too. I considered buying one), if you purchased a certain amount you could get one for $25 that would provide meals for schoolchildren in an impoverished country.
Well, one day one of my supervisors was ringing up a customer who had spent the certain amount, so she made the sales pitch (meals for the kids) to said customer. Well, it went something like this:
Me: Off to the side minding the shelves
S: Supervisor
BC: B*tch customer
S: (sums up the program) So would you like to buy a Feed Bag today?
BC: And why should I care about kids in Africa? Sell something for the kids in America! We're Americans! We come first! Screw Africa. Its a useless country anyway.
S:
Me:
BC: *leaves still ranting*
S (to me): She could have just said no...
Me: Tell me about it.
During my time working at the famous-naked-lady-on-a-horse chocolatier, we had a promo where we sold "Feed Bag" totes (I always thought that was a weird name for them - a feed bag is more something for a horse if you ask me) that were made by women in Liberia (Nice totes, too. I considered buying one), if you purchased a certain amount you could get one for $25 that would provide meals for schoolchildren in an impoverished country.
Well, one day one of my supervisors was ringing up a customer who had spent the certain amount, so she made the sales pitch (meals for the kids) to said customer. Well, it went something like this:
Me: Off to the side minding the shelves
S: Supervisor
BC: B*tch customer
S: (sums up the program) So would you like to buy a Feed Bag today?
BC: And why should I care about kids in Africa? Sell something for the kids in America! We're Americans! We come first! Screw Africa. Its a useless country anyway.
S:
Me:
BC: *leaves still ranting*
S (to me): She could have just said no...
Me: Tell me about it.
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