Buy-one-get-one-free sale and a weekend two-day sale on top of it. *rubs temples*
Was this really necessary
First some guy came up to me today and asked if we had some kind of whitening strips. I took him over to the toothpaste aisle, where we discovered several different kinds of whitening strips, but lamentably not the ones this guy wanted.
So for the next five minutes, he tried to explain the kind of whitening strips he had been using, and did so as ineptly as he possibly could, because I couldn't figure out what the hell kind of whitening strips he used. I just knew we evidently didn't have the ones he wanted.
Finally, he said the ones he had been using dissolved in five minutes. Or something. He asked me if I knew what he meant and I told him "No, sorry, I've never used whitening strips before."
"Oh, well, you could use them. Thanks anyway."
I will admit I don't exactly have a megawatt smile, but my teeth certainly aren't disgusting. I brush and floss them like I should. Crap, now I feel like keeping my mouth tightly clamped shut for the rest of my life.
So glad you chose this special time to make an ass of yourself. Now create another memorable moment and hurl yourself in front of a cement mixer.
Brain hurt. Owie
Then I had some old fart ask for help with a certain kind of electric heater we have. It looks like a wood-burning stove and makes "realistic" flames while in use. We have only the display of this heater left, and it was on clearance, so we would've been able to sell the display.
First he asked me if I could plug it in someplace so he could see the "realistic" flames. Sorry, no can do. There are no electrical outlets on the salesfloor anymore. They have all been capped. Whenever we need electricity to power merchandise displays (particularly during Christmas), we have to run power poles down from the ceiling. The only available outlets are in the backroom, and you're not going back there. Not when the LP lady is prowling around back there.
Still, not a sucky request, and the guy seemed to understand. What he didn't come close to understanding was the concept of clearance markdowns and that we can't just lower prices whenever we feel like it. We have to wait for the corporate office to send down the new markdowns and we don't know they're coming until they're in our system.
But as I was trying to explain this to the Alzheimer's case-in-waiting, he kept interrupting me with "When is the price going down more? You don't know? Who would know that? Somebody should be able to tell me when the price will go down some more."
Finally he gave up and went over to Menards, with the threat that he'd be back if he didn't find a heater he liked there. He never returned.
Gah. I'm off to find more booze before I start weeping hysterically.
Was this really necessary
First some guy came up to me today and asked if we had some kind of whitening strips. I took him over to the toothpaste aisle, where we discovered several different kinds of whitening strips, but lamentably not the ones this guy wanted.
So for the next five minutes, he tried to explain the kind of whitening strips he had been using, and did so as ineptly as he possibly could, because I couldn't figure out what the hell kind of whitening strips he used. I just knew we evidently didn't have the ones he wanted.
Finally, he said the ones he had been using dissolved in five minutes. Or something. He asked me if I knew what he meant and I told him "No, sorry, I've never used whitening strips before."
"Oh, well, you could use them. Thanks anyway."
I will admit I don't exactly have a megawatt smile, but my teeth certainly aren't disgusting. I brush and floss them like I should. Crap, now I feel like keeping my mouth tightly clamped shut for the rest of my life.
So glad you chose this special time to make an ass of yourself. Now create another memorable moment and hurl yourself in front of a cement mixer.
Brain hurt. Owie
Then I had some old fart ask for help with a certain kind of electric heater we have. It looks like a wood-burning stove and makes "realistic" flames while in use. We have only the display of this heater left, and it was on clearance, so we would've been able to sell the display.
First he asked me if I could plug it in someplace so he could see the "realistic" flames. Sorry, no can do. There are no electrical outlets on the salesfloor anymore. They have all been capped. Whenever we need electricity to power merchandise displays (particularly during Christmas), we have to run power poles down from the ceiling. The only available outlets are in the backroom, and you're not going back there. Not when the LP lady is prowling around back there.
Still, not a sucky request, and the guy seemed to understand. What he didn't come close to understanding was the concept of clearance markdowns and that we can't just lower prices whenever we feel like it. We have to wait for the corporate office to send down the new markdowns and we don't know they're coming until they're in our system.
But as I was trying to explain this to the Alzheimer's case-in-waiting, he kept interrupting me with "When is the price going down more? You don't know? Who would know that? Somebody should be able to tell me when the price will go down some more."
Finally he gave up and went over to Menards, with the threat that he'd be back if he didn't find a heater he liked there. He never returned.
Gah. I'm off to find more booze before I start weeping hysterically.
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