I know we joke about some SCs being time travelers, but seriously these people make me wonder....
btw, I work at a science center gift shop and ticket office.
You're half a century too late....
So one day I'm manning the register and minding my own business when an elderly lady wanders up to me in a huff.
SC: Can you tell me where the Orrery is? I have been all over this entire building and I can't find it!
Our Orrery opened in 1950. It closed about three years ago due to age and has been replaced by an exhibit.
Me: Well ma'am, our Orrery closed a few years ago and now we have an exhibit in that room. Here is a map of our building to help to help you find it -
SC: WHAT??? The Orrery's closed?
Me: Yes, but there's a new interactive exhibit there now which is free to explore.
SC: So the Orrery is closed forever?
Me: I believe so.
SC: Well, that's outrageous!! I was here not that long ago, and it was under construction then! How could they take it down already?!
Me:
Ma'am, the Orreryopened in 1950. It lasted about fifty years and then it broke beyond repair. It was open for a very long time.
SC: No, I was here not that long ago. I can't believe this. This is outrageous! What are you going to do about?
Me: How may I resolve this for you, ma'am?
SC: I don't know! I just feel like I deserve compensation for this! I drove 5 hours just to see this Orrery!
I was too irritated by her stupidity to keep dealing with her (she wants me to believe she drove 5 hours just to see an exhibit that was under construction the last time she came, 50 years ago? yea freakin right) so I got my manager. He gave her a ticket to see a free show the next time she comes. . . . which I think is hilarious, cause there's no way she's making it another 50 years to visit again.
Believe it or not, our schedule changes decade to decade....
So it was another boring Saturday of selling tickets to our science presentations when a very particular woman came in. She was very professionally-dressed, carried a briefcase, and held a portfolio full of papers. There was nothing to indicate what came next....
SC: Yes, I would like a ticket to Winnie the Pooh and the Golden Rocket, Rusty Rocket, and Sky Tales.
Me: I apologize, ma'am; I've never heard of those shows before. Today we have <rattles off our saturday schedule>, and here is a brochure with a written list of our shows and descriptions of each.
SC: How could you not have those shows? They're online.
Me: *brought up our website and turned the screen to face her* I don't see them on our official website. This is same schedule that's in your brochure. Perhaps you meant <rattles off similar shows to the ones she mentioned>?
SC: No, I'm positive it was those three. Here's a list I printed off. *she took some papers from her portfolio and handed them to me. It was a list of shows, but...*
Me: Ma'am, this schedule is from 1998. It says that at the top of the page.
SC: WHAT? Let me see that!.... Oh my goodness, you're right.... So you don't show those show anymore?
Read my mind!
Sometimes kids are the worst customers. They'll buy something, then hand me a stack of money without even knowing how much they gave me. I ask how much they gave me, and if they stall and stutter, I'll chide them for not counting and give it back to them to count out. This is because they give me far more than they should, and I'm sure their parents would be furious to know how their children don't count their money on a field trip. Plus, it's just irresponsible. Those kids are just annoying, but this kid was downright bizarre.
SK (strange kid): *put some putty and three rings on the counter*
Me: That's $9.00.
SK: *staring at me with gigantic eyes*...............................
Me: Do you have $9.00?
SK:...............................
Me: Do you have $9.00?
SK:...............................
CW: *who saw what was happening* Do you have $9.00?
SK:...............................
CW: You have to pay the lady for those things. Do you have any money?
SK: ..............................
Me: *to CW* Oh my goodness, what in the world?
SK: But I bought the rings earlier. *other CW* already rung them up.
Me: Haha oh okay. Then you only owe me $3.00.
SK: *gives me $3*
Me: You know, you have to tell people those kind of things. I don't know those kinds of things unless you tell me.
CW: Haha you mean you can't read minds, GiftShopGirl? That was a prerequisite for your job!
Me: Yea, I'm shocked I've managed to work here so long without anyone noticing!
btw, I work at a science center gift shop and ticket office.
You're half a century too late....
So one day I'm manning the register and minding my own business when an elderly lady wanders up to me in a huff.
SC: Can you tell me where the Orrery is? I have been all over this entire building and I can't find it!
Our Orrery opened in 1950. It closed about three years ago due to age and has been replaced by an exhibit.
Me: Well ma'am, our Orrery closed a few years ago and now we have an exhibit in that room. Here is a map of our building to help to help you find it -
SC: WHAT??? The Orrery's closed?
Me: Yes, but there's a new interactive exhibit there now which is free to explore.
SC: So the Orrery is closed forever?
Me: I believe so.
SC: Well, that's outrageous!! I was here not that long ago, and it was under construction then! How could they take it down already?!
Me:

SC: No, I was here not that long ago. I can't believe this. This is outrageous! What are you going to do about?
Me: How may I resolve this for you, ma'am?
SC: I don't know! I just feel like I deserve compensation for this! I drove 5 hours just to see this Orrery!
I was too irritated by her stupidity to keep dealing with her (she wants me to believe she drove 5 hours just to see an exhibit that was under construction the last time she came, 50 years ago? yea freakin right) so I got my manager. He gave her a ticket to see a free show the next time she comes. . . . which I think is hilarious, cause there's no way she's making it another 50 years to visit again.

Believe it or not, our schedule changes decade to decade....
So it was another boring Saturday of selling tickets to our science presentations when a very particular woman came in. She was very professionally-dressed, carried a briefcase, and held a portfolio full of papers. There was nothing to indicate what came next....
SC: Yes, I would like a ticket to Winnie the Pooh and the Golden Rocket, Rusty Rocket, and Sky Tales.
Me: I apologize, ma'am; I've never heard of those shows before. Today we have <rattles off our saturday schedule>, and here is a brochure with a written list of our shows and descriptions of each.
SC: How could you not have those shows? They're online.
Me: *brought up our website and turned the screen to face her* I don't see them on our official website. This is same schedule that's in your brochure. Perhaps you meant <rattles off similar shows to the ones she mentioned>?
SC: No, I'm positive it was those three. Here's a list I printed off. *she took some papers from her portfolio and handed them to me. It was a list of shows, but...*
Me: Ma'am, this schedule is from 1998. It says that at the top of the page.
SC: WHAT? Let me see that!.... Oh my goodness, you're right.... So you don't show those show anymore?
Read my mind!
Sometimes kids are the worst customers. They'll buy something, then hand me a stack of money without even knowing how much they gave me. I ask how much they gave me, and if they stall and stutter, I'll chide them for not counting and give it back to them to count out. This is because they give me far more than they should, and I'm sure their parents would be furious to know how their children don't count their money on a field trip. Plus, it's just irresponsible. Those kids are just annoying, but this kid was downright bizarre.
SK (strange kid): *put some putty and three rings on the counter*
Me: That's $9.00.
SK: *staring at me with gigantic eyes*...............................
Me: Do you have $9.00?
SK:...............................
Me: Do you have $9.00?
SK:...............................
CW: *who saw what was happening* Do you have $9.00?
SK:...............................
CW: You have to pay the lady for those things. Do you have any money?
SK: ..............................
Me: *to CW* Oh my goodness, what in the world?
SK: But I bought the rings earlier. *other CW* already rung them up.
Me: Haha oh okay. Then you only owe me $3.00.
SK: *gives me $3*
Me: You know, you have to tell people those kind of things. I don't know those kinds of things unless you tell me.
CW: Haha you mean you can't read minds, GiftShopGirl? That was a prerequisite for your job!

Me: Yea, I'm shocked I've managed to work here so long without anyone noticing!

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