Maybe it was the fact that I didn't get much sleep...
Or maybe it was the fact that we had a huge snow-storm and the snowplows didn't start plowing until the storm was over half over, leaving me to drive through nasty, crappy snow.
But I had a lady call today that REALLY pissed me off.
SC=Obviously the sucky customer
Me=Your local super hero
SC: I have an old Sears snowthrower that doesn't work and I would like to get it serviced. Can you recommend anyone.
Me: Sears can do it, just drop it off at our warehouse and you'll get it back in about a week.
SC: Is there anyone else that can fix it?
Me: I'm not sure.
SC: Well can you find out?
So I put her on hold and I ask a couple of people. They both said Wright's Small Engine Repair
Me: Wright's Small Engine repair on 3rd Ave might be able to help you.
SC: Do you have their number?
Me: No I don't.
SC: Well aren't you at least going to look it up for me?
So I start looking it up. And the whole time she's YELLING at me for not knowing the number.
I give her the number and I didn't get so much as a "thanks for your time"
Not 5 minutes later, I the phone rings again.
SC: I just called a few minutes ago, Wright's will not work on Craftsman. I just thought you'd like to know. Thanks for nothing!
I swear something snapped in me because I threw the phone on the counter, hopping she'd still be on the line.
One of my coworkers go, "Mr anger managment issues!"
My other coworker goes, "That is the first time I've seen Fashion Lad mad enough to show it."
I was pretty much fit to be tied at that point.
Or maybe it was the fact that we had a huge snow-storm and the snowplows didn't start plowing until the storm was over half over, leaving me to drive through nasty, crappy snow.
But I had a lady call today that REALLY pissed me off.
SC=Obviously the sucky customer
Me=Your local super hero
SC: I have an old Sears snowthrower that doesn't work and I would like to get it serviced. Can you recommend anyone.
Me: Sears can do it, just drop it off at our warehouse and you'll get it back in about a week.
SC: Is there anyone else that can fix it?
Me: I'm not sure.
SC: Well can you find out?
So I put her on hold and I ask a couple of people. They both said Wright's Small Engine Repair
Me: Wright's Small Engine repair on 3rd Ave might be able to help you.
SC: Do you have their number?
Me: No I don't.
SC: Well aren't you at least going to look it up for me?
So I start looking it up. And the whole time she's YELLING at me for not knowing the number.
I give her the number and I didn't get so much as a "thanks for your time"
Not 5 minutes later, I the phone rings again.
SC: I just called a few minutes ago, Wright's will not work on Craftsman. I just thought you'd like to know. Thanks for nothing!
I swear something snapped in me because I threw the phone on the counter, hopping she'd still be on the line.
One of my coworkers go, "Mr anger managment issues!"
My other coworker goes, "That is the first time I've seen Fashion Lad mad enough to show it."
I was pretty much fit to be tied at that point.
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