I don't want to thread-jack, but the post about the rude lady who wouldn't stop calling Grape the Cat a loser reminded me of this.
I really need to remember that the parents at the school are not customers. Sometimes I am a lot nicer to them than the office staff would be.
A parent came into the school, and paced up and down the reception area repeatidly. She was on her phone talking the entire time, barely stopping for a breath. Each time she came near the desk, I could see that she was trying to catch one of our eyes. She finally went up to the desk and battered the little silver bell on top. I could hear her conversation.
P: ...yeah I'm at the school collecting Gracie now, but everyone seems to be ignoring me...anyway, so I said blah blah blah blah blah.
I stood up to approach her. The office manager grabbed my arm.
OM: Customersruinmylife! Don't you dare go near her until she is off her phone. Carry on with your work.
A couple of seconds later...
DING!
I ignored it.
DING! DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!
P: ...they're just sat there! They are completely ignoring me...HELLLOOOOOO! Anyway blah blah blah blah....
DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!
OM walked up to the desk, and simply stood there, staring with her hands on her hips, and eyebrows raised.
P: ....I'll call you back. *click* I'm here to collect Gracie. Why did no one come to the desk right away?
OM: We wouldn't respond to a child if they were at the desk, rudely battering on the bell while they were on the phone. So we certainly wouldn't respond to a grown adult who should know better.
P: .......*not getting it at all*
OM: Gracie is at football practice. I will let you through.
OM walked up to me.
OM: And that is how you deal with someone on their phone!
P walked out with her daughter a couple of minutes later, but she was back on her phone right away.
I really need to remember that the parents at the school are not customers. Sometimes I am a lot nicer to them than the office staff would be.
A parent came into the school, and paced up and down the reception area repeatidly. She was on her phone talking the entire time, barely stopping for a breath. Each time she came near the desk, I could see that she was trying to catch one of our eyes. She finally went up to the desk and battered the little silver bell on top. I could hear her conversation.
P: ...yeah I'm at the school collecting Gracie now, but everyone seems to be ignoring me...anyway, so I said blah blah blah blah blah.
I stood up to approach her. The office manager grabbed my arm.
OM: Customersruinmylife! Don't you dare go near her until she is off her phone. Carry on with your work.
A couple of seconds later...
DING!
I ignored it.
DING! DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!
P: ...they're just sat there! They are completely ignoring me...HELLLOOOOOO! Anyway blah blah blah blah....
DING! DING! DING! DING! DING!
OM walked up to the desk, and simply stood there, staring with her hands on her hips, and eyebrows raised.
P: ....I'll call you back. *click* I'm here to collect Gracie. Why did no one come to the desk right away?
OM: We wouldn't respond to a child if they were at the desk, rudely battering on the bell while they were on the phone. So we certainly wouldn't respond to a grown adult who should know better.
P: .......*not getting it at all*
OM: Gracie is at football practice. I will let you through.
OM walked up to me.
OM: And that is how you deal with someone on their phone!
P walked out with her daughter a couple of minutes later, but she was back on her phone right away.
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