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  • "Who the F*$@ cares?"

    This morning, we had a customer who all around bossed us around and walked all over us, with no considerations for others whatsoever.

    He came in, looked at the chainsaws with his buddy, and being a general loudmouth. He parked his cart right in the way of other people, and when they tried to get around him, he'd poke at them and declare them fat, saying "You prob'ly couldn't get past me anyways." He tore apart all the aisles he was in, leaving things wherever he wanted to. Opened most of the loose screws and nuts drawers and never bothered to close them. I found a smoldering cigarette on the shelf near one of the chainsaws after they left.

    I'm sorting through the keys, when I hear a loud and annoying "Hey li'l f$@#er. Staples!"

    Being the shy type, I hope to high heaven that he's not talking to me. The voice is more than thirty feet away from me, and I don't see anything out of the corner of my eye.

    "'ey! I'm talkin' ta you! Staples!"

    Then I see him out of the corner of my eye. He's giving me the stink-eye and the "Where the hell have you been?" expression, all at the same time. He dashes over to the desk, and shouts at me like I'm a moron. "Staaaay-puuulllls,"

    It's a deeply set instinct of mine to greet people when they're talking to me. "Hello, how're you today?"

    "Staples!"

    "... Yes I'm fine, thank you very much for asking."

    "Staples!"

    At this point, I really, really wanted to say "Oh my f*I@ing god, I am talking to a Robot." and just wander away. But there's something about line of sight that just locks me in...

    So instead, I muster a "Yeah, I heard you the first three times. Did you hear me? You go to aisle StaplesNumber. Say hello to the person you want help from next time and you'll get some help, eh?"

    Of course, I am met with him saying the following, in an expression of utter disbelief, and frank indifference, and hilarity, as if he had seen the hot dog he was eating grow wings and fly into a ceiling fan and die.

    "Hello? Who the f*$@ cares?" And he turns to walk away.


    So that's when I really wanted to say "If you say hello, I Care, and you'll make me want to help you, instead of the minimal effort I barely even need to give to you, consider the less than minimal ounce of care that you give to the people you want some bloody help from. Go eat a land mine."



    Thank goodness I care so much more about the keys I'm putting away, or I might have shed a tear for the world, a'la the Native American shedding a tear for their now polluted former lands. Man, this stuff wouldn't have happened in the fifties.


    Then two people came in and ordered 90 keys from me. I had them all, too. My rollercoaster of a day had just begun.




    Oh. If they just say "Screws. Screws." over and over again, I'm saying "Screw you." Fugeddaboudit.
    Last edited by ShadowTiger; 03-22-2010, 12:54 AM.
    SC: "Are you new or something?"
    Me: "Yes. Your planet is very backwards I hope you realize."

  • #2
    Sorry you had to deal with that foul-mannered boor. He's going to get what is coming to him soon, and he's going to wonder why.
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    • #3
      What. An. Ass. He should have been kicked out for bothering customers. I'm surprised none of them called him out.

      Quoth ShadowTiger View Post
      Go eat a land mine.
      Oh, there are some of our regulars that I would love to say this to.
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      • #4
        If someone calls after me with "Hey!" instead of "excuse me", or whistles at me from 30 feet away, or generally doesn't take the time to actually address me, I ignore him, even if I know it's meant for me. I don't respond to rude behavior.
        "Is it hot in here to you? It's very warm, isn't it?"--Nero, probably

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        • #5
          I'm constantly afraid that they'll complain if that happens. At least one of the defenses I have prepared for such an event is "If I'd known he was talking to me, I would have responded. Simple as that."

          But if they get up close to me and start being rude, it's a whole different story. I can't really think of much aside from "Hi! I'm <name> Nice to meet you! *Offers hand to shake* "

          But oh holy hell, if they says "Staples" even after that, ... ... ... it won't be pretty.
          SC: "Are you new or something?"
          Me: "Yes. Your planet is very backwards I hope you realize."

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          • #6
            Quoth ShadowTiger View Post
            He parked his cart right in the way of other people, and when they tried to get around him, he'd poke at them and declare them fat, saying "You prob'ly couldn't get past me anyways."
            If it had been me trying to get past him and he'd done that? I bet I wouldn't even have gone to jail. I'm sure after everyone else in the store talked to the police, "temporary insanity" would have gone over just fine.

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            • #7
              Quoth morgana View Post
              "temporary insanity" would have gone over just fine.
              Yours or his?

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              • #8
                He wasn't kicked out why?
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                • #9
                  Nobody was available to kick him out.
                  SC: "Are you new or something?"
                  Me: "Yes. Your planet is very backwards I hope you realize."

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                  • #10
                    Quoth Shalom View Post
                    Yours or his?
                    His insanity doesn't sound all that temporary. (Of course, neither is mine, but we don't talk about that out loud . . .)

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                    • #11
                      Quoth ShadowTiger View Post
                      But if they get up close to me and start being rude, it's a whole different story. I can't really think of much aside from "Hi! I'm <name> Nice to meet you! *Offers hand to shake* "

                      But oh holy hell, if they says "Staples" even after that, ... ... ... it won't be pretty.
                      try "Mr Staples? thats an interesting name, anyway Mr Staples, how can I help you today?"
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                      • #12
                        Wow, what a complete and utter fucktard!

                        It makes you think his penis must be tiny that he needs to be that much of an asshole to everyone around him.
                        Quoth ShadowTiger View Post
                        Man, this stuff wouldn't have happened in the fifties.
                        It would and did. We just encounter so many more people on a daily basis than before, so the suck gets spread around that much more, and with the internet, the tales travel across the globe when the used to be contained within the towns they happened in.

                        ^-.-^
                        Faith is about what you do. It's about aspiring to be better and nobler and kinder than you are. It's about making sacrifices for the good of others. - Dresden

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                        • #13
                          Quoth ShadowTiger View Post
                          This morning, we had a customer who all around Thank goodness I care so much more about the keys I'm putting away, or I might have shed a tear for the world, a'la the Native American shedding a tear for their now polluted former lands. Man, this stuff wouldn't have happened in the fifties.
                          I'm guessing that might have something to do with vendors not actually tolerating that sort of behaviour in the fifties.

                          Might just be my own little fantasy though.

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