Little Boy Blue
When i was at college I worked at WM during the summers this particular summer I was working in Sporting Goods. I was helping a guy with fishing stuff. While I was helping him I hear a voice saying "Little Boy" over and over. After helping the fishing guy i go to the register in the department and there is a woman thre tapping her foot.
SC=obvious
Me=also obvious
SCD=SC's daughter.
SC: Little Boy! Little Boy! < to me> Little Boy!
Me: Yes, how may I help you?
SC: Yes, what???
Me: Ma'am..
SC: That's right, little boy Ma'am. I am the customer I am to be treated with the utmost respect. Or are you too stupid to know that,little boy?
Me:How can I help you?
SC: I need a futon!
Me: Okay. I'll page a stockman for you.
SC: You help me. Little Boy.
Me: I 'm sorry but I can't leave my department.(Which was true. I had keys to the display case where we had merchandise locked up)
SC: You're just too dumb to help me little boy.You are dumb aren't you little boy? That's why you work here, little boy!
Me: Let me get a stockman for you.
SC: F-ck you, little boy. I am a feminist. Little boy. I am smarter than you, little boy.<walks off>
Me:
<Later, in the day SCD comes up.>
SCD: Did you deal with a woman calling you little boy?
Me: Yes.
SCD: I'm so sorry. That was my mom. She like to treat people who work here like crap. She says it's her right. Anyway, I'm sorry you had to deal with her.
Me: Thank you.
SCD: No problem. I'm used to this by now.
When i was at college I worked at WM during the summers this particular summer I was working in Sporting Goods. I was helping a guy with fishing stuff. While I was helping him I hear a voice saying "Little Boy" over and over. After helping the fishing guy i go to the register in the department and there is a woman thre tapping her foot.
SC=obvious
Me=also obvious
SCD=SC's daughter.
SC: Little Boy! Little Boy! < to me> Little Boy!
Me: Yes, how may I help you?
SC: Yes, what???
Me: Ma'am..
SC: That's right, little boy Ma'am. I am the customer I am to be treated with the utmost respect. Or are you too stupid to know that,little boy?
Me:How can I help you?
SC: I need a futon!
Me: Okay. I'll page a stockman for you.
SC: You help me. Little Boy.
Me: I 'm sorry but I can't leave my department.(Which was true. I had keys to the display case where we had merchandise locked up)
SC: You're just too dumb to help me little boy.You are dumb aren't you little boy? That's why you work here, little boy!
Me: Let me get a stockman for you.
SC: F-ck you, little boy. I am a feminist. Little boy. I am smarter than you, little boy.<walks off>
Me:

<Later, in the day SCD comes up.>
SCD: Did you deal with a woman calling you little boy?
Me: Yes.
SCD: I'm so sorry. That was my mom. She like to treat people who work here like crap. She says it's her right. Anyway, I'm sorry you had to deal with her.
Me: Thank you.
SCD: No problem. I'm used to this by now.
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