I had already had a long, semi-crazy night last night, when I got this guy about 30 minutes before closing. He had a huge framed double french door on his cart, and decided he wanted to pay for it at self checkout. I scanned it in for him, and as his wife is paying we have this little conversation.
DG: idiot door guy
Me: um....me
DG: "Do you have any cardboard?"
Me: "No, sir, we don't. We've already gotten rid of the trash for the evening."
DG: "You don't have any cardboard?"
Me: "No, sir."
DG: "So, what if the door gets damaged while I'm bringing it home?"
Me: "If it gets damaged, you can bring it back and get a new one."
DG: "Can I bring it back tomorrow?"
Me: "Sure, if you want to."
DG: "If I get home and it's damaged, can I bring it back tonight?"
Me: "Well, we're closing in 20 minutes." - but if you want to sit in the parking lot all night, sure bring it back. idiot.
DG: "Are you sure you don't have any cardboard?"
Me: is this guy serious?? "Yes, sir. I'm positive that we have no cardboard."
DG: "What about that box? Can I have that box?" *points to a FULL box of bags behind the machine*
Me: "That box is full." -at this point I'm thinking maybe this guys just giving me a hard time because he's bitter that his kid is in a wheelchair (which he was, but had already gone out to the car with the mom) or something like that. "I can have the lot attendant shrink wrap it for you if you'd like."
I call the lot guy and have him come in and take the door guy out with the shrink wrap. As he's walking out, he says "I should've gone to <the big blue box>, I bet they'd have cardboard."
WTF??
As soon as I was sure he was out the door, I said "Then why don't you go and get some cardboard from them and leave us alone?"
Seriously, all this about cardboard???
DG: idiot door guy
Me: um....me
DG: "Do you have any cardboard?"
Me: "No, sir, we don't. We've already gotten rid of the trash for the evening."
DG: "You don't have any cardboard?"
Me: "No, sir."
DG: "So, what if the door gets damaged while I'm bringing it home?"
Me: "If it gets damaged, you can bring it back and get a new one."
DG: "Can I bring it back tomorrow?"
Me: "Sure, if you want to."
DG: "If I get home and it's damaged, can I bring it back tonight?"
Me: "Well, we're closing in 20 minutes." - but if you want to sit in the parking lot all night, sure bring it back. idiot.
DG: "Are you sure you don't have any cardboard?"
Me: is this guy serious?? "Yes, sir. I'm positive that we have no cardboard."
DG: "What about that box? Can I have that box?" *points to a FULL box of bags behind the machine*
Me: "That box is full." -at this point I'm thinking maybe this guys just giving me a hard time because he's bitter that his kid is in a wheelchair (which he was, but had already gone out to the car with the mom) or something like that. "I can have the lot attendant shrink wrap it for you if you'd like."
I call the lot guy and have him come in and take the door guy out with the shrink wrap. As he's walking out, he says "I should've gone to <the big blue box>, I bet they'd have cardboard."
WTF??
As soon as I was sure he was out the door, I said "Then why don't you go and get some cardboard from them and leave us alone?"
Seriously, all this about cardboard???
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