showed up at the swamp 15 minutes before we closed tonight, purchased a crib in a rather long box, rolled up in a Chevy Cavalier and made the two guys who carried it out stand around after close while you tossed junk out of the back seat and fiddled around with the seats in a futile effort to make the thing fit:
Seriously, there should be a special level of hell for people like this. I have no problem with last-minute shoppers as long as they're only planning to buy one or a very few things and know where to find those things. But when you buy something that somebody else has to shclep to your vehicle and make them stand around and wallow in your inconsideration and shitty planning....yeah, I know they're still being paid for their time but they just wanna go home, dammit.
Shit, I bet those two guys are still at the swamp as I type this, now having to open the box and put the individual crib pieces in the car.
Seriously, there should be a special level of hell for people like this. I have no problem with last-minute shoppers as long as they're only planning to buy one or a very few things and know where to find those things. But when you buy something that somebody else has to shclep to your vehicle and make them stand around and wallow in your inconsideration and shitty planning....yeah, I know they're still being paid for their time but they just wanna go home, dammit.
Shit, I bet those two guys are still at the swamp as I type this, now having to open the box and put the individual crib pieces in the car.
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