We had our delivery today. The boxes were still unpacked on the skid in front of the store when a man came in and asked if he could have the boxes when we were finished unpacking. I told him he could, but he'd be in for a long wait. I had paperwork to finish before I could even start to think about unloading everything.
So he said, "Well, how long?" I said, could be an hour, could be more. I don't know. I told him we could set the boxes aside and he could come get them as long as he was back before we closed that night. He left without saying anything else.
One hour later, he came back. He didn't say anything, he just stood around, staring at the boxes (which I hadn't gotten to yet). No big deal, I thought. He wasn't bothering anyone, and he was told it would be a long wait. He can suit himself.
I had just started to unpack, and as it would turn out, the very first box I opened led to a host of problems that have no relevance here. Suffice it to say, he stood outside the store, glaring at me and tapping his foot while I spent an inordinate amount of time dealing with the crap in this box.
Finally, out of nowhere, he said "Fine! I see that you're too slow and lazy to pick up the pace for a customer. I'll go down the street to (Competitor)!" And he stormed off.
The cardboard boxes were free. He didn't buy anything from the store. He wasn't a customer. He wanted me to bust my ass to give him free stuff? I don't think so.
What's that, jackass? You're going to my competitor? Oh noes! Now they will be the ones dealing with your asshatery and not making a dime from it! Woe is me!
So he said, "Well, how long?" I said, could be an hour, could be more. I don't know. I told him we could set the boxes aside and he could come get them as long as he was back before we closed that night. He left without saying anything else.
One hour later, he came back. He didn't say anything, he just stood around, staring at the boxes (which I hadn't gotten to yet). No big deal, I thought. He wasn't bothering anyone, and he was told it would be a long wait. He can suit himself.
I had just started to unpack, and as it would turn out, the very first box I opened led to a host of problems that have no relevance here. Suffice it to say, he stood outside the store, glaring at me and tapping his foot while I spent an inordinate amount of time dealing with the crap in this box.
Finally, out of nowhere, he said "Fine! I see that you're too slow and lazy to pick up the pace for a customer. I'll go down the street to (Competitor)!" And he stormed off.
The cardboard boxes were free. He didn't buy anything from the store. He wasn't a customer. He wanted me to bust my ass to give him free stuff? I don't think so.
What's that, jackass? You're going to my competitor? Oh noes! Now they will be the ones dealing with your asshatery and not making a dime from it! Woe is me!

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