15 minutes before close announcement: Attention shoppers, the store will be closing in 15 minutes, please begin to make your final selections
10 minutes: attention shoppers, the store will be closing in 10 minutes. Please begin bringing all fabric up
5 minutes: Attention shoppers, the store will be closing in 5 minutes, please bring all fabric up at this time, this is the last call for fabric
2 minutes: attention shoppers, the store will be closing in 2 minutes. Please bring all items up to the register at this time for check out. Thank you and for your convenience we will re-open tomorrow at 9 am. Have a nice night
9 comes and there's still a lady in the store.
Me: Excuse me ma'am, the store is closing.
SC: ONE MINUTE!
Me: We gave several warnings
SC: Here, cut this! (tosses fabric at me, I'm thinking, fine, whatever)
Me: How much would you like
SC: 25 yeards of each
Me:...(fuck. I call up a CW for help and then check out the lady. I turn around to put her receipt away, and then look over and she's gone...but I never saw her go out the door...I walk back to where a CW is sweeping)
Me: Did you see a customer?
CW: There ain't better be no customers in here, uh uh. We's closed (A, CW, I effin love you, and that was sincere. Just then we hear a rustling coming from the Halloween isle)
Me: Is that *manager*
CW: No way, she never do no work. She's probably taking a nap in the back. (We creep up to the isle and peek around the corner. It's 9:20, we've been closed since 9. SC comes out of the isle with an armful of cheap by one get one crap.)
SC: I'm gonna get these too (Hands them to me. What, am I your pack mule or something)
Me: I'm sorry miss, we closed 20 minutes ago, the registers have been shut down. I thought you had already left.
SC: I didn't have any time to look at anything because you forced me to have my fabric cut!
Me: You can go look at the registers if you want, there's nothing in them and they're turned off. We didn't force you to come up, we were closing.
SC: I want to buy this! You're gonna turn a customer away!
CW: Listen stupid, closed means closed. You're gonna get outta here now, i don't give a crap weather it's willingly or not. I ain't gonna let no prissy snob cut into my bath time, uh uh. I'm leaving this store on time, you hear me! You was back there for two hours, you had plenty of time to get out of here.
SC: (Basically screams and runs off. Freaks out when she can't open the door.)
Me: It's locked...because we're closed (I open the door and point to the hours. She managed to stay in the store till half an hour past closing.)
Worst part was she only got tulle, so even though she got 50 yards, we only got 20 bucks out of her because of a sale and her teacher discount card.
10 minutes: attention shoppers, the store will be closing in 10 minutes. Please begin bringing all fabric up
5 minutes: Attention shoppers, the store will be closing in 5 minutes, please bring all fabric up at this time, this is the last call for fabric
2 minutes: attention shoppers, the store will be closing in 2 minutes. Please bring all items up to the register at this time for check out. Thank you and for your convenience we will re-open tomorrow at 9 am. Have a nice night
9 comes and there's still a lady in the store.
Me: Excuse me ma'am, the store is closing.
SC: ONE MINUTE!
Me: We gave several warnings
SC: Here, cut this! (tosses fabric at me, I'm thinking, fine, whatever)
Me: How much would you like
SC: 25 yeards of each
Me:...(fuck. I call up a CW for help and then check out the lady. I turn around to put her receipt away, and then look over and she's gone...but I never saw her go out the door...I walk back to where a CW is sweeping)
Me: Did you see a customer?
CW: There ain't better be no customers in here, uh uh. We's closed (A, CW, I effin love you, and that was sincere. Just then we hear a rustling coming from the Halloween isle)
Me: Is that *manager*
CW: No way, she never do no work. She's probably taking a nap in the back. (We creep up to the isle and peek around the corner. It's 9:20, we've been closed since 9. SC comes out of the isle with an armful of cheap by one get one crap.)
SC: I'm gonna get these too (Hands them to me. What, am I your pack mule or something)
Me: I'm sorry miss, we closed 20 minutes ago, the registers have been shut down. I thought you had already left.
SC: I didn't have any time to look at anything because you forced me to have my fabric cut!
Me: You can go look at the registers if you want, there's nothing in them and they're turned off. We didn't force you to come up, we were closing.
SC: I want to buy this! You're gonna turn a customer away!
CW: Listen stupid, closed means closed. You're gonna get outta here now, i don't give a crap weather it's willingly or not. I ain't gonna let no prissy snob cut into my bath time, uh uh. I'm leaving this store on time, you hear me! You was back there for two hours, you had plenty of time to get out of here.
SC: (Basically screams and runs off. Freaks out when she can't open the door.)
Me: It's locked...because we're closed (I open the door and point to the hours. She managed to stay in the store till half an hour past closing.)
Worst part was she only got tulle, so even though she got 50 yards, we only got 20 bucks out of her because of a sale and her teacher discount card.
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