So I'm standing behind the counter and this pissy-looking guy walks in. Here goes:
Me: Good morning!
OM: **stops short at the counter next to the copy machines, over by the door, at least 20 feet from where I am standing** Where do you want me?
Me: I'm sorry?
OM: I need to MAIL THIS. Do I stand OVER HERE or OVER THERE or where??
Me: .........uh, over here.
OM: Its just not very clear where I'm supposed to be is all **huff**
I've never had this problem before. Most people can see that the place for me to help them is over by ME, behind the counter, behind the register, in the center of the store. Pretty much the only things missing are the double yellow lines with neon foot prints leading you to my location and the giant blinking red arrow pointing down at me from the ceiling. Maybe I could paint in little foot roads like at Ikea.
Me: Good morning!
OM: **stops short at the counter next to the copy machines, over by the door, at least 20 feet from where I am standing** Where do you want me?
Me: I'm sorry?
OM: I need to MAIL THIS. Do I stand OVER HERE or OVER THERE or where??
Me: .........uh, over here.

OM: Its just not very clear where I'm supposed to be is all **huff**
I've never had this problem before. Most people can see that the place for me to help them is over by ME, behind the counter, behind the register, in the center of the store. Pretty much the only things missing are the double yellow lines with neon foot prints leading you to my location and the giant blinking red arrow pointing down at me from the ceiling. Maybe I could paint in little foot roads like at Ikea.
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