I was working away today, all absorbed in my work, when all of a sudden, I hear this voice behind me shouting, "HELLLOOO???!!!"
Scared the crap out of me.
I jumped and turned, and there was this woman and her husband standing there, all pissed off.
SC (shouting at me) - "We've been standing outside ringing your bell and nobody's answering."
I didn't hear any bell. There's been a bit of a problem with the bell over the past few days, and it's been cutting out.
Me - "Oh, I'm sorry. The bell must not be working. I didn't hear it ringing at all, and I've been standing right here working."
I saw a sales invoice in her hand, so I asked what she was picking up.
She said there was a barbecue for her.
I turned to grab the phone to page for help and she and her husband started up the aisle of the warehouse. There was a barbecue sitting there with an invoice and a customer's name, and while I was paging, I could hear her ranting in the background.
SC - "That's not my name on this. They said they were putting it aside for me. I paid for this. They've got someone else's name on this."
I hung up the phone and in my most controlled tone that I could muster up at that point, I said, "This isn't your barbecue."
SC - 'They said there was only one when I bought it."
I wanted to say, "Do you think you're the only fucking customer who bought a barbecue from us this week, lady?"
By that point, though, one of the guys was there, so I just turned to him and said, "Could you please get her barbecue for her? This one is for another customer, but I believe hers is up in the other bunk.
The whole time, she still kept ranting in the background about her name not being on the barbecue, and being told she was buying the last one.
I wanted to smack her and say, "It's not even the same fucking barbecue you stupid clueless cow."
Anyway, by that point, I was done with her and she was the other guy's problem now.
Apparently, the whole time he was loading it in their trailer, she bitched and chewed at him that he was doing it wrong.
He wanted to do it a certain way and tie it down, but they said they had nothing to anchor the rope to, and they wanted him to put it in another way so it wouldn't fall.
If only for the fact that it would probably be me dealing with them if the damn thing fell out, I would have wished that on them.
Scared the crap out of me.
I jumped and turned, and there was this woman and her husband standing there, all pissed off.
SC (shouting at me) - "We've been standing outside ringing your bell and nobody's answering."
I didn't hear any bell. There's been a bit of a problem with the bell over the past few days, and it's been cutting out.
Me - "Oh, I'm sorry. The bell must not be working. I didn't hear it ringing at all, and I've been standing right here working."
I saw a sales invoice in her hand, so I asked what she was picking up.
She said there was a barbecue for her.
I turned to grab the phone to page for help and she and her husband started up the aisle of the warehouse. There was a barbecue sitting there with an invoice and a customer's name, and while I was paging, I could hear her ranting in the background.
SC - "That's not my name on this. They said they were putting it aside for me. I paid for this. They've got someone else's name on this."
I hung up the phone and in my most controlled tone that I could muster up at that point, I said, "This isn't your barbecue."
SC - 'They said there was only one when I bought it."
I wanted to say, "Do you think you're the only fucking customer who bought a barbecue from us this week, lady?"
By that point, though, one of the guys was there, so I just turned to him and said, "Could you please get her barbecue for her? This one is for another customer, but I believe hers is up in the other bunk.
The whole time, she still kept ranting in the background about her name not being on the barbecue, and being told she was buying the last one.
I wanted to smack her and say, "It's not even the same fucking barbecue you stupid clueless cow."
Anyway, by that point, I was done with her and she was the other guy's problem now.
Apparently, the whole time he was loading it in their trailer, she bitched and chewed at him that he was doing it wrong.
He wanted to do it a certain way and tie it down, but they said they had nothing to anchor the rope to, and they wanted him to put it in another way so it wouldn't fall.
If only for the fact that it would probably be me dealing with them if the damn thing fell out, I would have wished that on them.
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