As some of you know, I used to live in NYC, and managed a wine store in a marginal area of town. The sexual harassment was rampant. When I moved upstate, I was reminded that most of the world isn't like that, and slowly started to get over the feeling that I was about to be grabbed at any time.
Welp, that feeling has returned, big time.
We have this one customer. He only buys a single brand of flavoured vodka (endorsed by a celebrity), and does so on a regular basis. He also frequently shows up with shady characters, whom he attempts to impress.
Last week, he popped up for a special order of his Special Vodka. With an entourage. Including (apparently) at least one person he was determined to impress with his mad skillz wif da ladeez. His method of doing so was to first, lean over the counter, second, mention that I looked upset (not upset, just really hungry, very busy, and trapped by him and his friends while I waited for the register to free up), and when I brushed it off as just needing some lunch, OFFERING HIS HAND FOR ME TO BITE.
Then his cheek. While stating that it was tasty.
At which point I said I was vegetarian, and luckily the register freed up at that point. His friends ragged on him, I handed him off to my coworker, and high-tailed it out of there.
Boss was nearby, but apparently didn't pick up on my discomfort. He referenced the whole thing later, at which point I said I wasn't comfortable, Boss cracked a joke, and I glared. Boss apologized, said he understood, and that if I didn't want to serve that particular customer, I didn't have to. He or one of the other guys could take care of it.
I've bitched about Boss in the past, but he is fairly good with making sure we don't have to handle customers we don't like.
Welp, that feeling has returned, big time.
We have this one customer. He only buys a single brand of flavoured vodka (endorsed by a celebrity), and does so on a regular basis. He also frequently shows up with shady characters, whom he attempts to impress.
Last week, he popped up for a special order of his Special Vodka. With an entourage. Including (apparently) at least one person he was determined to impress with his mad skillz wif da ladeez. His method of doing so was to first, lean over the counter, second, mention that I looked upset (not upset, just really hungry, very busy, and trapped by him and his friends while I waited for the register to free up), and when I brushed it off as just needing some lunch, OFFERING HIS HAND FOR ME TO BITE.
Then his cheek. While stating that it was tasty.
At which point I said I was vegetarian, and luckily the register freed up at that point. His friends ragged on him, I handed him off to my coworker, and high-tailed it out of there.
Boss was nearby, but apparently didn't pick up on my discomfort. He referenced the whole thing later, at which point I said I wasn't comfortable, Boss cracked a joke, and I glared. Boss apologized, said he understood, and that if I didn't want to serve that particular customer, I didn't have to. He or one of the other guys could take care of it.
I've bitched about Boss in the past, but he is fairly good with making sure we don't have to handle customers we don't like.
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