Twice, even...
Guy walks up to our exit door (which is most definitely an 'EXIT' door, it only registers people going 'out') I do my usual, and point toward our entrance door, as I have a customer.
Guy starts to head toward the entrance, and stops, and mimics my gesture. Oh, good, he's going to be fun, says I to myself.
Guy gives up and walks in through the entrance door, then walks over to me at my register, with MY customer, and says, "Why the hell didn't you open the door? What was that damn finger pointing thing?"
R: "Sir, that door is exit only, and I have gotten in trouble for opening it for people when I have customers in front of me." (Side note: Corporate decided it, so 'exit' it must be.)
G: "I don't believe you!"
R: *sigh* "FES S, would you let this guy know that that is an 'exit' door?"
G: *already stomping away from me* "What? Do you think I'm an idiot? You just asked her to repeat yourself to me!"
Sir, if you want the truth, yes, you are a fucking idiot. The door is clearly labeled 'exit'. If you can't be bothered to read, you are a moron.
Guy wanders off. I finish up with customer.
Guy comes back a little later, while I'm busily ringing up a monster of a transaction. Guy goes through S's line, then walks past me to leave. Guy stops in doorway, and turns to me.
G: "Don't forget, the gay pride parade is this weekend."
R: *turn to guy, face blank* "Okay...?" *turn back to my customer*
Guy stomps off to his car.
CiFoM (Customer in Front of Me): "What did he just say?"
R: "He said, 'Remember, the gay pride parade is this weekend'. Not sure why he thought that'd hurt me."
CiFoM: "Well, maybe he thought you're hot?" *in a sniggering way*
R: "He's not my type, but I like the way you think. If he can't read a sign, he's too dumb for me."
(Side Note: CiFoM had two kids with her, and they were all very friendly to me, her kids were calling me by the name on my name tag, without it sounding like they were growing up to be SCs)
CiFoM: "Yeah.. well, whatever..."
S comes over after a short rush, and tells me, "I am NOT a manager."
No, but you ARE an FES, you have keys, you are higher on the food chain than I.
A later customer listened to me rant about the guy, which I ended by saying, "Ah, but I'll just laugh at it, if he's so immature as to think that questioning my sexuality will make me plead for forgiveness, it's not worth my time to worry about."
That customer smiled and said, "That's a good way to think of it."
Guy walks up to our exit door (which is most definitely an 'EXIT' door, it only registers people going 'out') I do my usual, and point toward our entrance door, as I have a customer.
Guy starts to head toward the entrance, and stops, and mimics my gesture. Oh, good, he's going to be fun, says I to myself.
Guy gives up and walks in through the entrance door, then walks over to me at my register, with MY customer, and says, "Why the hell didn't you open the door? What was that damn finger pointing thing?"
R: "Sir, that door is exit only, and I have gotten in trouble for opening it for people when I have customers in front of me." (Side note: Corporate decided it, so 'exit' it must be.)
G: "I don't believe you!"
R: *sigh* "FES S, would you let this guy know that that is an 'exit' door?"
G: *already stomping away from me* "What? Do you think I'm an idiot? You just asked her to repeat yourself to me!"
Sir, if you want the truth, yes, you are a fucking idiot. The door is clearly labeled 'exit'. If you can't be bothered to read, you are a moron.
Guy wanders off. I finish up with customer.
Guy comes back a little later, while I'm busily ringing up a monster of a transaction. Guy goes through S's line, then walks past me to leave. Guy stops in doorway, and turns to me.
G: "Don't forget, the gay pride parade is this weekend."
R: *turn to guy, face blank* "Okay...?" *turn back to my customer*
Guy stomps off to his car.
CiFoM (Customer in Front of Me): "What did he just say?"
R: "He said, 'Remember, the gay pride parade is this weekend'. Not sure why he thought that'd hurt me."
CiFoM: "Well, maybe he thought you're hot?" *in a sniggering way*
R: "He's not my type, but I like the way you think. If he can't read a sign, he's too dumb for me."
(Side Note: CiFoM had two kids with her, and they were all very friendly to me, her kids were calling me by the name on my name tag, without it sounding like they were growing up to be SCs)
CiFoM: "Yeah.. well, whatever..."
S comes over after a short rush, and tells me, "I am NOT a manager."
No, but you ARE an FES, you have keys, you are higher on the food chain than I.
A later customer listened to me rant about the guy, which I ended by saying, "Ah, but I'll just laugh at it, if he's so immature as to think that questioning my sexuality will make me plead for forgiveness, it's not worth my time to worry about."
That customer smiled and said, "That's a good way to think of it."
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