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This involves an old mand and a younger man, 2 floors and 2 copier machines.
First, I was on teh third floor when an old man wants something from Sams Photofacts. Sams Photofacts are diagrams of tvs, sterios, other appliances. So I get teh model number from him and find the number. I also see we can download it and copy it.
Me: Ok, we have the folder with the diagram. I will send a slip up for it and then you can make copies.
Old man: it's also online.
me: ok, I can get you on a computer and you can download it and print out what you need.
old man: I don't know how to use a computer.
me: I guess it's better that you get the folder and make copies off the copy machine.
He was n't rude but really, I'm not printing out 32 pages and giving it to him for free.
So I was hoping I would leave before his stuff comes down so I won't have to help him make copies. It was 2:51, and at 3 I got replaced so I went to the second floor, where the person I'm relieving is helping someone and another person. Finally, we dealt with the crowd and I'm sitting at a computer looking at stuff when a young guy appears, needing help with the copier.
We go to the copier on the second floor. There is a couple there but they are also putting money on their card so I asked if I can go ahead. They said yes. The guy had one thing to copy but the machine wasn't working. So we go to the third floor.
The old man is on the copier. The young man huffs, roll-eyes, walks away, complaining he had to go and he comes back. The old man is having trouble reducing so I help him, the quicker I help him, the quicker I can help the young man. I could have asked the old man if the other guy can go ahead of him, but I figured the young man can do that. Finally the young man says,
YM: YOu don't mind I go ahead. I was letting you go ahead as a curtesy, because she was helping me first.
oh no he didn't!
so, dude, you expect me not to help him, and he fumbles around for a long time? You see me helping him, and you think it's really your turn?
Me: He was on the machine first, so it's his turn. You have to wait, but if you want you can ask him if you can go ahead.
old man: *confused*
YM: Sir, you don't mind I go ahead?
old man: oh, yeah, go ahead! I have 15 pages to copy!
My co-worker on teh third floor comes up to rescue me so I don't have to be around, thank God. I am imagining that if the guy complains about my attitude I'll be up the shitcreek.
First, I was on teh third floor when an old man wants something from Sams Photofacts. Sams Photofacts are diagrams of tvs, sterios, other appliances. So I get teh model number from him and find the number. I also see we can download it and copy it.
Me: Ok, we have the folder with the diagram. I will send a slip up for it and then you can make copies.
Old man: it's also online.
me: ok, I can get you on a computer and you can download it and print out what you need.
old man: I don't know how to use a computer.
me: I guess it's better that you get the folder and make copies off the copy machine.
He was n't rude but really, I'm not printing out 32 pages and giving it to him for free.
So I was hoping I would leave before his stuff comes down so I won't have to help him make copies. It was 2:51, and at 3 I got replaced so I went to the second floor, where the person I'm relieving is helping someone and another person. Finally, we dealt with the crowd and I'm sitting at a computer looking at stuff when a young guy appears, needing help with the copier.
We go to the copier on the second floor. There is a couple there but they are also putting money on their card so I asked if I can go ahead. They said yes. The guy had one thing to copy but the machine wasn't working. So we go to the third floor.
The old man is on the copier. The young man huffs, roll-eyes, walks away, complaining he had to go and he comes back. The old man is having trouble reducing so I help him, the quicker I help him, the quicker I can help the young man. I could have asked the old man if the other guy can go ahead of him, but I figured the young man can do that. Finally the young man says,
YM: YOu don't mind I go ahead. I was letting you go ahead as a curtesy, because she was helping me first.
oh no he didn't!
so, dude, you expect me not to help him, and he fumbles around for a long time? You see me helping him, and you think it's really your turn?
Me: He was on the machine first, so it's his turn. You have to wait, but if you want you can ask him if you can go ahead.
old man: *confused*
YM: Sir, you don't mind I go ahead?
old man: oh, yeah, go ahead! I have 15 pages to copy!
My co-worker on teh third floor comes up to rescue me so I don't have to be around, thank God. I am imagining that if the guy complains about my attitude I'll be up the shitcreek.