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ok, so, aside from my retail job, I'm also an assistant for my dad, who's a karaoke dj. lets just say that karaoke and drunks aren't a smart combination...
Watch Your Back!
Ok, so, about 3/4 through the night, this guy (R), who's a semi-friend of my dads, wants to sing a song. its his turn and we get him up, and about a minute in, the disc skips. Not an unusual occurrence, as the songs are on CDs, so we start over the song. lo and behold, it skips again. ok, so now my dad takes it out cleans it and puts the disc in. song starts...still skips. R gets pissed and walks off. his other friend, C, gets up and takes over. R gets really pissed off and starts going off on my dad. As he's led out by his friends, he leaves this gem, "Better watch your back!!"
he was also friends w/ the bar owner, who wasn't onhand to witness this. R calls her and waaaahs to her about my dad. my dad explains R's SCness and the fact that he was snorting cocaine in the bathroom. needless to say, we haven't seen him back.
also, the guy is a cousin of a semi-famous tejano singer. not to mention any names, but my dad calls the guy 'Perez-phile' after he was arrested w/ an underage girl.
Pushy
Tonight, as I'm beginning to pack away equipment, I'm walking up to the bandstand and put one foot on the steps. This woman places her hand on me (see my sig why this bothers me) and nudges me aside, along with an, "Uh-uh-uh." I wanted to respond with No, you mean, "Excuse me, please." but I didn't.
If You Don't Drink...
This is secondhand from my dad, who was pissed when he told me...
lady is having a b-day party at the club. my dad invites her and family up for a toast as they sing Happy Birthday (we have it in karaoke, lol). they all get a round of shots of tequila, and as my dad toasts her, she, in all her SCness, throws it over her shoulder instead of drinking it; right onto the equipment. now, for those who don't know, karaoke machines tend to react negatively to liquid. the lady's response, "Oh, I don't drink."
my dad ripped her a new one, telling about how if she damaged it she'd pay for it, and how stupid she was and if she didnt drink she should have said something instead of tossing it wantonly etc...
Anti-Semitism
Also a secondhand, this was at my store. my friend, J, was ringing up a lady. a nice, older-ish, decent-looking lady who paid w a check (or a credit card, can't remember). well, something went wrong and J had to get it verified. It was getting so bad, that one of our managers came to the front to help him out. J, being the nice guy he is, decides to reassure her.
J: Sorry for taking so long, ma'am.
AS: Oh, don't worry, it's not your fault. IT's the Jews up North.
J:
he finally got her rung up, but, egads!!
Anti-Muslim
In that same thought, it reminded me of the lady who talked the head off the lady behind her about how Obama bringing in Muslim judges. I wanted to say, "salaam Aleikum," as she left, but bit my tongue (literally).
when the other customer got up, we just exchanged glances and laughed.
me:
her:
Last Call
Last Saturday, we closed at 10. At 9:57, I got this call.
me: [opening schpeel]
SC: Yes, what time do you close?
me: [looking around store and line of customers] We're already closed ma'am
SC: [like i killed her kitten] Oh, oh...okay.
me: Goodnight [click]
No, I won't bloody shop for you
Well, holiday hours have started, meaning we close at 11 now (yay
). At 10:38, this gem called me. note, i was ringing up someone at the time, and figured i could knock out the call quickly.
me: [opening]
SC: yes, you have a RL jeans in women, I wanna know if you have it in xx size.
me: [zoned after she said 'jeans'] sorry, can you repeat exactly what it is you need?
sc: yes, its [repeat above]
me: [looks over at NJ, the MOD] *hey, we can't find stuff for people, right?
NJ: [shakes head while counting money] no, we're busy
me: [to sc] sorry ma'am, we don't have anyone available to look for you.
sc: why not?
me: [cuz we wanna get home soon?] we're closing soon and don't have anyone who can look
sc: when?
me: when what?
sc: when should i call to see when someone can look for me?
me: in...the morning...? [please leave me alone!]
sc: humph, why can't someone look now?
me: [finally fed up, looks at customer waiting patiently in line] because we can't shop for you, ma'am.
sc: i'm not asking you to do that!
me: [like hell] sorry, but there's nothing i can really do...
sc: well, what's your name?
me: [i'm a bit paranoid, so...] um, pardon?
sc: your name, what is it?!
me: [sigh, i hate you] Hobbs.
sc: thank you, hobbs.
me: bye [takes phone from ear, flicks it off and slams it down] geez!!
[turns to still-patient customer] sorry 'bout that. lemme get you rung up
i know, not my best, but it was already 10:40+ and wanted to just go home and sleep.
Watch Your Back!
Ok, so, about 3/4 through the night, this guy (R), who's a semi-friend of my dads, wants to sing a song. its his turn and we get him up, and about a minute in, the disc skips. Not an unusual occurrence, as the songs are on CDs, so we start over the song. lo and behold, it skips again. ok, so now my dad takes it out cleans it and puts the disc in. song starts...still skips. R gets pissed and walks off. his other friend, C, gets up and takes over. R gets really pissed off and starts going off on my dad. As he's led out by his friends, he leaves this gem, "Better watch your back!!"
he was also friends w/ the bar owner, who wasn't onhand to witness this. R calls her and waaaahs to her about my dad. my dad explains R's SCness and the fact that he was snorting cocaine in the bathroom. needless to say, we haven't seen him back.
also, the guy is a cousin of a semi-famous tejano singer. not to mention any names, but my dad calls the guy 'Perez-phile' after he was arrested w/ an underage girl.
Pushy
Tonight, as I'm beginning to pack away equipment, I'm walking up to the bandstand and put one foot on the steps. This woman places her hand on me (see my sig why this bothers me) and nudges me aside, along with an, "Uh-uh-uh." I wanted to respond with No, you mean, "Excuse me, please." but I didn't.
If You Don't Drink...
This is secondhand from my dad, who was pissed when he told me...
lady is having a b-day party at the club. my dad invites her and family up for a toast as they sing Happy Birthday (we have it in karaoke, lol). they all get a round of shots of tequila, and as my dad toasts her, she, in all her SCness, throws it over her shoulder instead of drinking it; right onto the equipment. now, for those who don't know, karaoke machines tend to react negatively to liquid. the lady's response, "Oh, I don't drink."
my dad ripped her a new one, telling about how if she damaged it she'd pay for it, and how stupid she was and if she didnt drink she should have said something instead of tossing it wantonly etc...
Anti-Semitism
Also a secondhand, this was at my store. my friend, J, was ringing up a lady. a nice, older-ish, decent-looking lady who paid w a check (or a credit card, can't remember). well, something went wrong and J had to get it verified. It was getting so bad, that one of our managers came to the front to help him out. J, being the nice guy he is, decides to reassure her.
J: Sorry for taking so long, ma'am.
AS: Oh, don't worry, it's not your fault. IT's the Jews up North.
J:
he finally got her rung up, but, egads!!
Anti-Muslim
In that same thought, it reminded me of the lady who talked the head off the lady behind her about how Obama bringing in Muslim judges. I wanted to say, "salaam Aleikum," as she left, but bit my tongue (literally).
when the other customer got up, we just exchanged glances and laughed.
me:
her:
Last Call
Last Saturday, we closed at 10. At 9:57, I got this call.
me: [opening schpeel]
SC: Yes, what time do you close?
me: [looking around store and line of customers] We're already closed ma'am
SC: [like i killed her kitten] Oh, oh...okay.
me: Goodnight [click]
No, I won't bloody shop for you
Well, holiday hours have started, meaning we close at 11 now (yay
). At 10:38, this gem called me. note, i was ringing up someone at the time, and figured i could knock out the call quickly.me: [opening]
SC: yes, you have a RL jeans in women, I wanna know if you have it in xx size.
me: [zoned after she said 'jeans'] sorry, can you repeat exactly what it is you need?
sc: yes, its [repeat above]
me: [looks over at NJ, the MOD] *hey, we can't find stuff for people, right?
NJ: [shakes head while counting money] no, we're busy
me: [to sc] sorry ma'am, we don't have anyone available to look for you.
sc: why not?
me: [cuz we wanna get home soon?] we're closing soon and don't have anyone who can look
sc: when?
me: when what?
sc: when should i call to see when someone can look for me?
me: in...the morning...? [please leave me alone!]
sc: humph, why can't someone look now?
me: [finally fed up, looks at customer waiting patiently in line] because we can't shop for you, ma'am.
sc: i'm not asking you to do that!
me: [like hell] sorry, but there's nothing i can really do...
sc: well, what's your name?
me: [i'm a bit paranoid, so...] um, pardon?
sc: your name, what is it?!
me: [sigh, i hate you] Hobbs.
sc: thank you, hobbs.
me: bye [takes phone from ear, flicks it off and slams it down] geez!!
[turns to still-patient customer] sorry 'bout that. lemme get you rung upi know, not my best, but it was already 10:40+ and wanted to just go home and sleep.
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