I've had plenty of people yell at me when I close and they want to come in, but thanks to the comic strip "Retail" I now finally have an answer to those that tell me our clocks are wrong.
Got my first chance to use it last night.
I've done all the paperwork for the evening and am just ticking down the seconds until I can go home. The alarm hits 6pm, I set it, go outside, and lock the showroom doors, RIGHT as a woman pulls up.
SC: You can't be closed, it's 5:55!
Me: Sorry ma'am, we're closed for the evening. You'll have to come back tommorrow.
SC: I'm going to call the corporate office and tell them what a horrible employee you are for closing the store early! I have some shopping I must get done!
Me: It wouldn't do any good. OUR clocks say it's after 6 and thats what they'll show in the computer.
SC: My clock is set to the atomic one, it is never wrong!
Me: Our alarm says it's 6, our computer says it's 6, our credit card machine says it's 6, and our check machine says it's 6. I'm going to go with them, sorry.
I open my car door and she screams at me.
SC: Well what time do you open the store tommorrow, you little shit?
Me: We open at 9:55, ma'am.
Took her about five seconds to figure out what I had just said, and she got FURIOUS. Peeled out in her car and left a nice patch of rubber.
I wonder if she came back in this morning. I'll find out for sure.
Got my first chance to use it last night.
I've done all the paperwork for the evening and am just ticking down the seconds until I can go home. The alarm hits 6pm, I set it, go outside, and lock the showroom doors, RIGHT as a woman pulls up.
SC: You can't be closed, it's 5:55!
Me: Sorry ma'am, we're closed for the evening. You'll have to come back tommorrow.
SC: I'm going to call the corporate office and tell them what a horrible employee you are for closing the store early! I have some shopping I must get done!
Me: It wouldn't do any good. OUR clocks say it's after 6 and thats what they'll show in the computer.
SC: My clock is set to the atomic one, it is never wrong!
Me: Our alarm says it's 6, our computer says it's 6, our credit card machine says it's 6, and our check machine says it's 6. I'm going to go with them, sorry.
I open my car door and she screams at me.
SC: Well what time do you open the store tommorrow, you little shit?
Me: We open at 9:55, ma'am.

Took her about five seconds to figure out what I had just said, and she got FURIOUS. Peeled out in her car and left a nice patch of rubber.
I wonder if she came back in this morning. I'll find out for sure.
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