I have no idea why customers assume we're friends of Miss Cleo.
The first time was midly amusing. The second time funny. The third.. wtf?
And, to top it off, you had to be sucky?
Act one:
SC: I want the special for two mediums for $16.99
Me: Is that a coupon or something? (We don't have such special.)
SC: No, but I got it last night.
Me: Ok, lemme find that in the computer.
(Only thing I find is two pizzas and a 2-litre at that price, so I figure I'll give him the pizzas and keep the 2-litre for myself.)
Me: Ok, what would you like on them?
SC: *gives me his order*
Me: Ok, and your phone number?
SC: Same as I'm clling from, but it's going to a <address> this time.
Me: And what would that number be?
SC: Don't you know my phone number and address already?
Me: No, sir, I'm not psychic.
SC: What?
Me: I don't know you, so I have no idea what your phone number is.
SC: Whenever I call, they always already know my info. It should be on your screen.
Me: Well, maybe if our caller ID were working. But it hasn't for over a month.
SC: *gives me phone number and address*
Me: Ok, your total is <21-something>, with tax, and it will be out there in about half an hour.
SC: <21-something>?
Me: Yes
SC: Well last night, it was 19-something, and I gave the driver $22.
Me: Well, that would mean you didn't get a special for $16.99.
SC: Then I want whatever I got last night!
Me: Lemme see what you got last night...
Me: It looks like you got a special for $14.99 last night.
SC: I want that then!
Me: Ok, your total is $19.10 now.
SC: How long will it be?
Me: About forty-five minutes.
Act two:
SC: I want two of those five dollar pizzas.
Me: The carryout special for a medium for five bucks?
SC: Yeah
*She orders two pizzas and garlic bread*
Me: Ok, you total is <15-something>, and you can pic kit up in about twenty minutes.
SC: I want it delivered.
Me: Oh, I thought you wanted carryout, since you ordered the carryout special. It'll be more if it's delivered.
SC: Why?
Me: Because you got the carryout special for $5. That doesn't apply to delivery orders.
SC: But I got garlic bread.
Me: Yes
SC: ...
Me: ...
SC: ...
Me: Delivered it will come to <24-something>
SC: Why is it more? I wanted the $5 pizzas!
Me: Because the $5 special is for carryout only.
SC: But I ordered garlic bread!
Me: Yes
SC: ...
Me: ... (I'm seeing a trend here.)
Me: Ok, so your total is <24-something>
SC: But I ordered garlic bread!
Me: Yeah, you've said that three times now. I have no idea why, since it has nothing to do with anything. Ordering garlic bread has no bearing on the price of pizza.
(She eventaully takes the garlic bread off, reducing the pirce to $19, making me realise that she only has $20 on her.)
Me: Ok, and your phone number?
(Uh-oh, trick question!)
SC: It's xxx-1234. Or, no, xxx-2134. Or is it 1243. Yeah, 1243. I'm pretty sure it's 1243.
Me: Ok *typing*
SC: Is that right? 1243?
Me: I have no idea. I don't know you.
SC: You don't know if that's right or not?
Me: No, I'm not pyshic.
SC: I think I'll call <competitor>.
Me: You do that. Maybe *they* can tell you your phone number.
(She hung up on me...)
Act three:
Background: We had a large timed order for carryout at 3PM. The manager had joked earlier that she hope it wouldn't end up being a bad order. At 3:10, I mentioned that I had a bad feeling. At 3:15 the phone rings, it's them they want it delivered now. Manager gets their address, and I take the (now) delivery. I'll skip to when I returned...
Me: Well... that took... forever... (I was gone about 45 minutes.)
M: You get lost?
Me: Nope. Where was it supposed to go to? (I'm holding the ticket in my hand.)
M: Did I type the number wrong on the address?
Me: Nope, that's where they live.
M: ? ...so what happened?
Me: They didn't tell you it was going to the pool?
M: No. He never said anything about a pool! Wtf?
Me: Luckily, I'm psychic, and I knew to take it to the pool when nobody was home.
M: <stare>
Me: Yeah! Or maybe the neighbor saw me, and told me they were having a b-day party at the pool. So I went there and found him.
M: WTF? Why didn't he say he wanted it delivered somewhere else?
Me: Oh, it gets better. He... didn't have the money, and had to go home to get it.
M: *screams*
Side note: Yes, I do say things like this to customers. If you want to be stupid, or just get sucky, I'm a smartass.
The first time was midly amusing. The second time funny. The third.. wtf?
And, to top it off, you had to be sucky?
Act one:
SC: I want the special for two mediums for $16.99
Me: Is that a coupon or something? (We don't have such special.)
SC: No, but I got it last night.
Me: Ok, lemme find that in the computer.
(Only thing I find is two pizzas and a 2-litre at that price, so I figure I'll give him the pizzas and keep the 2-litre for myself.)
Me: Ok, what would you like on them?
SC: *gives me his order*
Me: Ok, and your phone number?
SC: Same as I'm clling from, but it's going to a <address> this time.
Me: And what would that number be?
SC: Don't you know my phone number and address already?
Me: No, sir, I'm not psychic.
SC: What?
Me: I don't know you, so I have no idea what your phone number is.
SC: Whenever I call, they always already know my info. It should be on your screen.
Me: Well, maybe if our caller ID were working. But it hasn't for over a month.
SC: *gives me phone number and address*
Me: Ok, your total is <21-something>, with tax, and it will be out there in about half an hour.
SC: <21-something>?
Me: Yes
SC: Well last night, it was 19-something, and I gave the driver $22.
Me: Well, that would mean you didn't get a special for $16.99.
SC: Then I want whatever I got last night!
Me: Lemme see what you got last night...
Me: It looks like you got a special for $14.99 last night.
SC: I want that then!
Me: Ok, your total is $19.10 now.
SC: How long will it be?
Me: About forty-five minutes.
Act two:
SC: I want two of those five dollar pizzas.
Me: The carryout special for a medium for five bucks?
SC: Yeah
*She orders two pizzas and garlic bread*
Me: Ok, you total is <15-something>, and you can pic kit up in about twenty minutes.
SC: I want it delivered.
Me: Oh, I thought you wanted carryout, since you ordered the carryout special. It'll be more if it's delivered.
SC: Why?
Me: Because you got the carryout special for $5. That doesn't apply to delivery orders.
SC: But I got garlic bread.
Me: Yes
SC: ...
Me: ...
SC: ...
Me: Delivered it will come to <24-something>
SC: Why is it more? I wanted the $5 pizzas!
Me: Because the $5 special is for carryout only.
SC: But I ordered garlic bread!
Me: Yes
SC: ...
Me: ... (I'm seeing a trend here.)
Me: Ok, so your total is <24-something>
SC: But I ordered garlic bread!
Me: Yeah, you've said that three times now. I have no idea why, since it has nothing to do with anything. Ordering garlic bread has no bearing on the price of pizza.
(She eventaully takes the garlic bread off, reducing the pirce to $19, making me realise that she only has $20 on her.)
Me: Ok, and your phone number?
(Uh-oh, trick question!)
SC: It's xxx-1234. Or, no, xxx-2134. Or is it 1243. Yeah, 1243. I'm pretty sure it's 1243.
Me: Ok *typing*
SC: Is that right? 1243?
Me: I have no idea. I don't know you.
SC: You don't know if that's right or not?
Me: No, I'm not pyshic.
SC: I think I'll call <competitor>.
Me: You do that. Maybe *they* can tell you your phone number.
(She hung up on me...)
Act three:
Background: We had a large timed order for carryout at 3PM. The manager had joked earlier that she hope it wouldn't end up being a bad order. At 3:10, I mentioned that I had a bad feeling. At 3:15 the phone rings, it's them they want it delivered now. Manager gets their address, and I take the (now) delivery. I'll skip to when I returned...
Me: Well... that took... forever... (I was gone about 45 minutes.)
M: You get lost?
Me: Nope. Where was it supposed to go to? (I'm holding the ticket in my hand.)
M: Did I type the number wrong on the address?
Me: Nope, that's where they live.
M: ? ...so what happened?
Me: They didn't tell you it was going to the pool?
M: No. He never said anything about a pool! Wtf?
Me: Luckily, I'm psychic, and I knew to take it to the pool when nobody was home.
M: <stare>
Me: Yeah! Or maybe the neighbor saw me, and told me they were having a b-day party at the pool. So I went there and found him.
M: WTF? Why didn't he say he wanted it delivered somewhere else?
Me: Oh, it gets better. He... didn't have the money, and had to go home to get it.
M: *screams*
Side note: Yes, I do say things like this to customers. If you want to be stupid, or just get sucky, I'm a smartass.
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