I wanted to tack these on to the other thread I started, but I couldn't find it. Oh well. And thanks everyone for the welcome; I am glad to be amongst people who understand what I have to put up with.
I have two stories today about two of my favorite sucky returns. Both are from when I was still training at customer service.
The first is a woman who came up to me holding a box of pampers. She wanted to leave them there so she could grab another box, which is no problem. A few minutes later, she returns, and I go to return the boxes she brought in. She has no receipt, it was a gift, got the wrong size, blah blah blah. I scan them, but a screen pops up telling me that they aren't in our system, thus not ours. This is what went down after that.
M-Me, full of happiness and sunshine
CPL-Crazy pampers lady
M-Ma'am, we don't happen to sell these
CPL-What?! That's insane. They told me they bought these here
(I hear this about eleventy billion times a day. This is why gift recepits exist!)
M-Well, lots of stores sell these diapers. Perhaps they got them and Target or the grocery store
CPL-NO! They bought them here! You have to take them back!
M-I can't. they don't scan them in our system
CPL-But...you sell Pampers. I'm holding a box of pampers from your store, so you have to take these back
M-What?
CPL-If you sell Pampers, then you have to take these back
M-We sell Pampers, we just don't sell THESE Pampers
CPL-Yes you do!
M-No, we don't. I'm sorry.
CPL-But if you sell Pampers, you have to take these back! You sell Pampers! Take these back!
This went on for longer than I wanted it to (which was at all). It finally resulted in the two of us repeating the same phrase back and forth to each other, her getting more angry, me increasingly losing hope for mankind. Finally, she got pissed, grabbed the boxes she came in with, and went to storm out, yelling "Fine! I'll take these to Shop Rite! They sell Pampers so they'll take these back!"
...and I want to type out another story (which is an event that I'm pretty sure I'm going to get arrested for) but I have to run and catch the bus so I can get home. So, more later (Actually, probably tomorrow 'cause it's my birthday so I got plans).
I have two stories today about two of my favorite sucky returns. Both are from when I was still training at customer service.
The first is a woman who came up to me holding a box of pampers. She wanted to leave them there so she could grab another box, which is no problem. A few minutes later, she returns, and I go to return the boxes she brought in. She has no receipt, it was a gift, got the wrong size, blah blah blah. I scan them, but a screen pops up telling me that they aren't in our system, thus not ours. This is what went down after that.
M-Me, full of happiness and sunshine
CPL-Crazy pampers lady
M-Ma'am, we don't happen to sell these
CPL-What?! That's insane. They told me they bought these here
(I hear this about eleventy billion times a day. This is why gift recepits exist!)
M-Well, lots of stores sell these diapers. Perhaps they got them and Target or the grocery store
CPL-NO! They bought them here! You have to take them back!
M-I can't. they don't scan them in our system
CPL-But...you sell Pampers. I'm holding a box of pampers from your store, so you have to take these back
M-What?
CPL-If you sell Pampers, then you have to take these back
M-We sell Pampers, we just don't sell THESE Pampers
CPL-Yes you do!
M-No, we don't. I'm sorry.
CPL-But if you sell Pampers, you have to take these back! You sell Pampers! Take these back!
This went on for longer than I wanted it to (which was at all). It finally resulted in the two of us repeating the same phrase back and forth to each other, her getting more angry, me increasingly losing hope for mankind. Finally, she got pissed, grabbed the boxes she came in with, and went to storm out, yelling "Fine! I'll take these to Shop Rite! They sell Pampers so they'll take these back!"
...and I want to type out another story (which is an event that I'm pretty sure I'm going to get arrested for) but I have to run and catch the bus so I can get home. So, more later (Actually, probably tomorrow 'cause it's my birthday so I got plans).
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