And It's Not Even The Holidays Yet...

[MiddleofNowhere]

Been a rather sucky week at work. Here's just a few of the highlights...

Excuse me...

One day this week I walk into the sunglass area, greet a customer standing there with a 'hello'. Customer returns my hello and watches me - Open locked sunglass case. Start straightening up sunglasses. Then customer steps forward and says, 'Excuse me, do you work here?'

Well, Brainiac - which part gave it away???

The work uniform with the store's name embroidered on it?

The nametag on my chest with the store's name on it and my name?

The keys I used to open the locked sunglass case?

Okay, so maybe not a total SC, but surely a WTF?!?

It's Not Called A Changing Room for THAT Reason...

Was spending a few hours shackled to my favorite 'happy-fun-time-place' the Fitting Room, and I checked in a lady with a toddler-ish kid into the fitting room with one sweater. She was in there for quite some time, odd for only having one sweater but I soon found out why it took so long.

She steps out, hands me the sweater and says it doesn't fit. No problem. I see the toddlerish kid now holding a wadded up diaper/pull-up. So, she used our fitting room as a diaper rest-stop. Kinda gross, but I understand when it needs to be taken care of RIGHTNOW! Mom asks where bathroom is. I direct her and she heads that way. I step literally around the corner to put sweater back and in the three seconds I was gone, mom did a 180, dumped the diaper/pull-up in my TINY garbage at the fitting room and starts high-tailing it away. I come back around the corner and saw her hustling away and saw the boy no longer holding the diaper.

There it sat. In my garbage (one of those tiny open-top office waste bins). I immediately say, "EWWWWWWW!!!!! GROSS, who put a diaper in here?!?!' really loud, I know the mom heard me, but she kept walking. Seriously, who does that? EW's, that's who!

And This Week's Award for Crazy goes to...

I'm up at Customer Service writing up some paperwork for product. About 5 p.m. and it's BUSY. All of a sudden...

Crazy Lady (CL) screaming - 'WHO IS THAT? WHO IS THAT MAN???'
Me - 'Huh, what???'
CL looking and me and screaming - 'THAT MAN WHO JUST WALKED IN! I KNOW HE WORKS HERE! WHO IS HE? I WANT HIS NAME!!!!!!!! Shriek, shriek, shiek
Me - (I peek around the corner to verify it is an employee. It is, but if she's going off like this, I am NOT about to give a co-workers name)Yes, ma'am. It's an employee. Let me get you a manager.

By this time, my AM had heard the commotion and was heading over. Also, the employee in question had heard her caterwauling and headed back to see what was going on. I stepped back and watched the fireworks.

AM - 'Ma'am. I need you to calm down and tell me what's going on.'
CL - 'SCREW THAT!!! I AM NOT CALMING DOWN. THAT MAN TRIED TO KILL ME!!!
Employee in question - 'Ma'am, why are you accusing me of trying to kill you. I don't know you.'
CL - 'YOU TRIED TO RUN ME DOWN!'
Employee in question - 'Ma'am, you ran a stop sign. You nearly hit me.'
CL - 'YOU THINK JUST BECAUSE YOU HAVE A DISABLED TAG YOU CAN DO ANYTHING. I'LL SHOW YOU DISABLED!!!! (*note - employee in question has a disabled/handicapped parking placard hanging from his rear-view mirror - I don't know why - not my business)

AM shoos Employee in Question on to try to defuse situation but the lady, if possible, got louder and more hysteric in her screaming.

CL - 'I'M GOING TO SUE!!!!'
AM - 'Please, Ma'am. Please calm down and let's step over here and discuss what happened'
CL - 'SCREW YOU. SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASS. I WANT THAT MAN FIRED!!!!'
SHRIEK, SHRIEK, SHRIEK, SHRIEK!!!!!!

CL was NOT to be reasoned with. Our AM team escorted her to the mall entrance, still screaming, then set Mall Security on them.

Last I heard, CL just got banned from our mall. All over some perceived parking-lot injustice.

I may need LOTS of beer to make it through the holidays if this is a pre-cursor...

[Kirkygirl]

AM - 'Ma'am. I need you to calm down and tell me what's going on.'
CL - 'SCREW THAT!!! I AM NOT CALMING DOWN. THAT MAN TRIED TO KILL ME!!!
Employee in question - 'Ma'am, why are you accusing me of trying to kill you. I don't know you.'
CL - 'YOU TRIED TO RUN ME DOWN!'
Employee in question - 'Ma'am, you ran a stop sign. You nearly hit me.'
CL - 'YOU THINK JUST BECAUSE YOU HAVE A DISABLED TAG YOU CAN DO ANYTHING. I'LL SHOW YOU DISABLED!!!!

Yeah, what are you going to do? Shove your hand in the photocopier until it breaks? Oh please.

[rant] Just because old people think they've had their drivers licenses since the time of the dinosaurs, that automatically gives them the right-of-way wherever they drive? That type of attitude puts your scrawny asses into the hospitals and will actually make your license *disappear* ! [/rant]

AM shoos Employee in Question on to try to defuse situation but the lady, if possible, got louder and more hysteric in her screaming.

CL - 'I'M GOING TO SUE!!!!'
AM - 'Please, Ma'am. Please calm down and let's step over here and discuss what happened'
CL - 'SCREW YOU. SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASS. I WANT THAT MAN FIRED!!!!'
SHRIEK, SHRIEK, SHRIEK, SHRIEK!!!!!!

You are the weakest link. Goodbye!

Our AM team escorted her to the mall entrance, still screaming, then set Mall Security on them.

Last I heard, CL just got banned from our mall. All over some perceived parking-lot injustice.

At least your CW didn't get beat up like this poor lady did in Vancouver a few years back. Long story short, assholes parked in a handicapped spot, no tags for it, handicapped lady started to write a note, douchenozzles came back, and beat her up for it. Not quite sure what happened to the perps though.

I may need LOTS of beer to make it through the holidays if this is a pre-cursor...

I think this is one reason why my father hates the holidays too...my mom does this sort of thing around the house in December. *raises glass of Bailey's* I think that I might need a few of these too. But in moderation, kids.

[Golden Phoenix]

*Snags the baileys and pours some for herself* Sorry but i'm having flashbacks to my time working in a supermarket.

I did my time in Tesco, four years. *shudder* I rememebr people having literal fistfights ver the last turkey in store, and it was always at the last possible moment before we closed for the holiday too. We ended up having two police offices permanently stationed in there for a week.

I recall one woman telling another woman's young daughter that she didn't deserve to get the last of a particular toy because she was a bad girl and her mommy was evil but her little girl was lovely and should get it instead....

Actually sod the abileys, where'd the vodka go?

[AirHostess]

The thought of Christmas at Heathrow Airport makes me want to cry.

The impending recession and economic worry has affected our future bookings and loads so hopefully it won't be too busy.

Wonder if I will end up flying or not? I'm going to bid for days off over Xmas, I have annual leave booked before and with days off as well I can only work around 10 days so need to get my bidding right!

[SengaKitty]

I'm about ready to cry thinking about what our store is going to be like come Christmas, with us being a 24 hour store.....

[Chromatix]

Actually sod the baileys, where'd the vodka go?

One salmiakkikossu coming right up!

[ralerin]

From the reports of other people in the store...I'm not too anticipating having to work the holidays.

*raises glass of non alcoholic sparkling apple cider*

[Mr Hero]

TC's story reminds me of when I got hit by a Best Buy employee while he was making a right turn. Of course, that's where the similarities end. I was pretty rational about asking for compensation for repairs for my bike. The matter was settled between just me and the employee. There's really no reason to get the rest of Best Buy involved.

I had the police report and receipt dated for the next day just in case there was resistance. There wasn't.

[Imogene]

*raises glass of Bailey's*

One year for Christmas... the Hogfather separated a six pack of Bailey's minis between my stocking, my brother's, and my sister in law's. And, when I went to drink one of mine, the parents watched in revulsion.

"What?" says I, noticing the looks on their faces.
"You drank it straight!" came their reply.
"Yup, it's tasty that way," says I again.
"You're supposed to mix it into a cream of some sort."
"You're supposed to do a lot of things. I prefer it straight."

[RetailWorkhorse]

Actually sod the abileys, where'd the vodka go?

*Passes a mason jar*

Sometimes you just need something stronger.

[Evil Queen]

Hey, RetailWorkhorse;

[Skeksin]

One year for Christmas... the Hogfather separated a six pack of Bailey's minis between my stocking, my brother's, and my sister in law's.

Wouldn't that be for Hogswatch?

[PepperElf]

Personally I... well my evil side says... "Ma'am. Please dispose of your diaper in a bathroom, NOT my store."
Sure it happens sometimes but... bleh... and now you gotta sanitize the changing room, spray out the smell... and PRAY she didn't get the babypoo on the sweater.

Hell... charge her for drycleaning of the sweater even cos it was in the room with her...

but i'm feeling evil ...

[RayvenQ]

One year for Christmas... the Hogfather separated a six pack of Bailey's minis between my stocking, my brother's, and my sister in law's. And, when I went to drink one of mine, the parents watched in revulsion.

"What?" says I, noticing the looks on their faces.
"You drank it straight!" came their reply.
"Yup, it's tasty that way," says I again.
"You're supposed to mix it into a cream of some sort."
"You're supposed to do a lot of things. I prefer it straight."

*Clamps hands over mouth to prevent himself from saying something that would inevitably drag the thread into the gutter*

[42_42_42]

One year for Christmas... the Hogfather separated a six pack of Bailey's minis between my stocking, my brother's, and my sister in law's. And, when I went to drink one of mine, the parents watched in revulsion.

"What?" says I, noticing the looks on their faces.
"You drank it straight!" came their reply.
"Yup, it's tasty that way," says I again.
"You're supposed to mix it into a cream of some sort."
"You're supposed to do a lot of things. I prefer it straight."

I prefer mine in coffee, but I wouldn't look at someone askance for drinking it straight. Isn't that how they show it in the commercials anyway (well, on the rocks, but still).