Well, the procrastinators are out in full force this fine weekend. There's only 2 shopping days left til Christmas and our store is being taken over by idiots who just can't understand why there's nothing 'good' left to buy or are so damn lazy they refuse to even look for 2 minutes for whatever it is they think they want.
SC: "Is this ALL you have??? You would think that since it's the biggest shopping season of the year you'd have more of a selection."
Me:
SC: "Where are the women's socks?"
Me: *crickets* (points to the women's socks which are two feet from this idiot's head.)
SC: (already pissed) "Do I have to drive all the way across town (5 miles BTW) to the other store to get some slippers. WHERE ARE THE SLIPPERS?"
Me: "They're in the shoe dept."
SC: "WELL! My daughter is a manager in this store and I have a (name of store) credit card. You work here and I expected customer service and you're very poor at it." Walks away.
Me:
Merry f*****g Christmas to you, too. (I didn't say it. Not out loud anyway.)
I just keep telling myself it's almost over.
SC: "Is this ALL you have??? You would think that since it's the biggest shopping season of the year you'd have more of a selection."
Me:

SC: "Where are the women's socks?"
Me: *crickets* (points to the women's socks which are two feet from this idiot's head.)
SC: (already pissed) "Do I have to drive all the way across town (5 miles BTW) to the other store to get some slippers. WHERE ARE THE SLIPPERS?"
Me: "They're in the shoe dept."
SC: "WELL! My daughter is a manager in this store and I have a (name of store) credit card. You work here and I expected customer service and you're very poor at it." Walks away.
Me:

I just keep telling myself it's almost over.
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