So it's my.... third day on the job, Gamestop. Where we buy and sell games. So it's easy to assume we WILL get kids in here from time to time with NO money, just looking to you know, look around for games to beg their parents for.
This kid walks in at, hell, I don't know, 12 maybe? And he's not even looking around, he's hangin at the counter talking to my co-worker, not a big deal right? But then I notice like an HOUR later he's still there... Doesn't this kid have a home?
Me, my co-worker, another customer and this kid begin talking, the kid is ALWAYS three topics behind us, and every time he says something we have to look at him in awe, and explain how we have moved SO far away from that topic.
This kid won't leave, he just HANGS out. It gets to the point where we stop being nice. We don't tell him to leave, but we're just not being 'customer' friendly anymore. The kid insinuates theft MANY times, and we just kinda shoot down his warped reality.
"I'm faster than you"
"Dude! We have you on CAMERA. You told us WHERE YOU LIVE."
He tells us that he wants a PS3 to sell on Ebay, we wax on about how idiotic the EBay sales ARE, mention that he's a kid, how the hell does he HAVE an EBay account, daddy, and how his father should get a cut of the profit.
"Well he's buying the system and it's HIS account, what are you doing? Just typing it up."
He asks to see...um, I think Gears of War, the box I mean, I look at him, smirk, and ask...
"Got any collateral?" Yes, to see one of the boxes, he must gimmie something to hold.
He goes on how he wouldn't steal it. And how he was faster than us anyway. I pick up his WALLET, and say...
"Thats why we asked you for THIS."
The kid hands me back the game, I put it away. He then asks how do we play the Wii demo, we explain the batteries in both controllers are dead, and that we would need collateral again for him to play.
We actually DO require collateral for Wiimotes. Their wireless, and very valuble.
So I get a bit busy, and then notice...
Me:"Is he gone?"
Co-Worker: "Yep"
Me: "Oh thank god!"
CW: "I know that kid comes in EVERY day. I was about to throw him out."
Me: "You know you legally COULD."
I swear, this kid spent at least four hours in the store, bought nothing, and insinuates illegal acts like Fake IDs, Underaged Gambleing, and Theft about a bazilion times.
This kid walks in at, hell, I don't know, 12 maybe? And he's not even looking around, he's hangin at the counter talking to my co-worker, not a big deal right? But then I notice like an HOUR later he's still there... Doesn't this kid have a home?
Me, my co-worker, another customer and this kid begin talking, the kid is ALWAYS three topics behind us, and every time he says something we have to look at him in awe, and explain how we have moved SO far away from that topic.
This kid won't leave, he just HANGS out. It gets to the point where we stop being nice. We don't tell him to leave, but we're just not being 'customer' friendly anymore. The kid insinuates theft MANY times, and we just kinda shoot down his warped reality.
"I'm faster than you"
"Dude! We have you on CAMERA. You told us WHERE YOU LIVE."
He tells us that he wants a PS3 to sell on Ebay, we wax on about how idiotic the EBay sales ARE, mention that he's a kid, how the hell does he HAVE an EBay account, daddy, and how his father should get a cut of the profit.
"Well he's buying the system and it's HIS account, what are you doing? Just typing it up."
He asks to see...um, I think Gears of War, the box I mean, I look at him, smirk, and ask...
"Got any collateral?" Yes, to see one of the boxes, he must gimmie something to hold.

He goes on how he wouldn't steal it. And how he was faster than us anyway. I pick up his WALLET, and say...
"Thats why we asked you for THIS."
The kid hands me back the game, I put it away. He then asks how do we play the Wii demo, we explain the batteries in both controllers are dead, and that we would need collateral again for him to play.
We actually DO require collateral for Wiimotes. Their wireless, and very valuble.
So I get a bit busy, and then notice...
Me:"Is he gone?"
Co-Worker: "Yep"
Me: "Oh thank god!"
CW: "I know that kid comes in EVERY day. I was about to throw him out."
Me: "You know you legally COULD."
I swear, this kid spent at least four hours in the store, bought nothing, and insinuates illegal acts like Fake IDs, Underaged Gambleing, and Theft about a bazilion times.
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