Okay, so this is mainly an AFROTC story, but with a bonus story from today.
You're welcome
Ushering
Okay, so I volunteered to usher one of my uni's graduations this weekend. First mistake was signing up for the one where I had to be there @ 7 am. Second was seeing Star Trek the night before @ the 10:20 showing. Anyway, so I'm tired, in full service dress, tie and all...and we're short 3 ppl. Great, thanks guys.
So I end up on one end of the gym, with my other partner in crime, Cadet J on the other side. Our job; keep people from leaning/standing at the rails. They can take one picture, or if they have a camcorder, 20-30 seconds to film. I don't make the rules, I just enforce them.
The processional begins and the rail is friggin' MOBBED. I mean, literally dozens glue themselves to the rail. I'm out there immediately, stopping every foot to tell some other person, "Please return to your seat." I go down the whole railway and the uni-cop is there, telling me the same instructions, "You gotta keep 'em off the rail." Looking back, I see that the people I shooed away were replaced by more. Grrrr
What makes it worse is that, prior to the ceremony beginning, I addressed each section with the same address;
"Excuse me ladies and gentlemen. Once the ceremony begins, you will not be allowed to stand at the rails. You may take one picture, or if you have a camcorder, 20-30 seconds. After that, you will be asked to take your seat. Thank you."
Then there was the doodle-twit who misinterpreted me.
me: Sir, please return to your seat.
sc: (with still camera) I've got my 20-30 seconds, though.
me: (erm...no, no you don't)
Oh, and one guy that just grr...
me: sir, please return to your seat
sc: ok, i'm going...you gonna ask them (points to random couple)
me: yes, sir (they were at the rail, so i had to anyway) *says spiel*
sc: and them? (another random couple)
me: (wtf? get backin your seat already, douche!) yes, sir *says spiel*
sc: and them too?
me: (if you tell me one more time...) yes, sir.
All in all, I hate the families of my former classmates
Buh-bye
So, I was working CS today, and my CW, S, was working the adjacent cs-line with me to kill the line. Her customer got into a hissy over something really trivial about our return system (really, it's how the system's set up...sometimes it has weird ways). Lady begins to mutter about calling corporate and blah blah.
SC: Where's the number?!
S: It's on the back of the receipt ma'am.
SC: Don't be a smart-ass w/ me. (walks off, muttering about calling corporate)
me: (gets a little
thought as she heads out the door)
(super-cheery) Buh-bye ma'am. Have a nice day! (as she is about to cross from the sidewalk to parking lot, I cup my hands around my mouth) HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!
You're welcome
Ushering
Okay, so I volunteered to usher one of my uni's graduations this weekend. First mistake was signing up for the one where I had to be there @ 7 am. Second was seeing Star Trek the night before @ the 10:20 showing. Anyway, so I'm tired, in full service dress, tie and all...and we're short 3 ppl. Great, thanks guys.
So I end up on one end of the gym, with my other partner in crime, Cadet J on the other side. Our job; keep people from leaning/standing at the rails. They can take one picture, or if they have a camcorder, 20-30 seconds to film. I don't make the rules, I just enforce them.
The processional begins and the rail is friggin' MOBBED. I mean, literally dozens glue themselves to the rail. I'm out there immediately, stopping every foot to tell some other person, "Please return to your seat." I go down the whole railway and the uni-cop is there, telling me the same instructions, "You gotta keep 'em off the rail." Looking back, I see that the people I shooed away were replaced by more. Grrrr
What makes it worse is that, prior to the ceremony beginning, I addressed each section with the same address;
"Excuse me ladies and gentlemen. Once the ceremony begins, you will not be allowed to stand at the rails. You may take one picture, or if you have a camcorder, 20-30 seconds. After that, you will be asked to take your seat. Thank you."
Then there was the doodle-twit who misinterpreted me.
me: Sir, please return to your seat.
sc: (with still camera) I've got my 20-30 seconds, though.
me: (erm...no, no you don't)
Oh, and one guy that just grr...
me: sir, please return to your seat
sc: ok, i'm going...you gonna ask them (points to random couple)
me: yes, sir (they were at the rail, so i had to anyway) *says spiel*
sc: and them? (another random couple)
me: (wtf? get backin your seat already, douche!) yes, sir *says spiel*
sc: and them too?
me: (if you tell me one more time...) yes, sir.
All in all, I hate the families of my former classmates
Buh-bye
So, I was working CS today, and my CW, S, was working the adjacent cs-line with me to kill the line. Her customer got into a hissy over something really trivial about our return system (really, it's how the system's set up...sometimes it has weird ways). Lady begins to mutter about calling corporate and blah blah.
SC: Where's the number?!
S: It's on the back of the receipt ma'am.
SC: Don't be a smart-ass w/ me. (walks off, muttering about calling corporate)
me: (gets a little

(super-cheery) Buh-bye ma'am. Have a nice day! (as she is about to cross from the sidewalk to parking lot, I cup my hands around my mouth) HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!
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