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  • Use your words.

    "Use your words" aka "We have reached the limits of what I will put up with for Wally World Pay".

    Saturday, 5pm, the busiest time of the day (maybe the week) at the Wally World pharmacy, and like usual I am rushing with a pair of boxes to get the shelves stocked so I can create some spare time to start working on the backroom merch to clear up space, because we are REALLY desperate for backroom space at the pharmacy. That was when not one, but two women (apparently sharing the same brain) did two of my least favorite introductions:

    #1 No hello, just a question.

    #2 Spoke from 20 feet away and I had to guess that they were talking to me.

    You know, side note. I am sure a few SC's wander in here every now and then to read the posts and wonder WHY people in retail do not like rude customers who go out of their way to be jerks (we should get some NASA scientists to look into this) and here are some simple rules to follow, aka basic social skills 101:

    #1 Greet yourself first. Don't just blurt out a question, as my name is not "Whereis" and I do not know you from a hole in the head. A rule I go by (and I have been criticised for this) is to help the customer with the same amount of respect in which help was requested. So remember, It only takes three seconds to make a first impression, make those three seconds count.

    #2 I do not train my ears to listen to every conversation 15+ feet away in case someone is talking to me, and why would I? I don't know how every other Wally World in the USA is, but mine is busy and loud. Half the time I don't even know CS's are talking to me from 15-25 feet away, and let's be honest, how could I? I remember one old "lady" who got mad because I did not know she was talking to me from literaly 40 feet away. So pretty please with sugar on top, just walk over and ask your question? Oh, and since we are on the subject...

    #3 I will not answer a question unless you ask it. What part of this is too hard to understand? I cannot stand it when people will mumble (usually from the other side of the aisle) "Gee, I sure wish I could find the aspirin", and btw if you cannot find the aspirin in a pharmacy, you fail. Crazy thought, try the aspirin aisle? The other one I cannot stand is when someone will just stand three feet away and glare at me waiting for me to ask them what they need. This is the height of rudeness. Open your god damn mouth and ask the question!

    Okay, now the story (finally):

    There I was with my boxes when the previously mentioned two women (whom you may have forgotten about by now, sorry about that) asked me a question.

    SC's "Where do we find the (brand name I never heard of) powder?"

    After a few years in retail you kind of get to know every item and brand in the store, but when I did not recognize the brand name I broke into the usual question:

    Me: "Hmmmmmm I am not familiar with that brand. What is the powder used for?"

    SC's "It's just a powder".

    Me: "Yes, but what is it used for?"

    SC's "(Rudely) It's a powder!"

    This clearly is my fault. As we all know there is only one type of powder on earth, and screw me for not knowing it

    Me: "I understand that, but what KIND of powder"?

    SC's "(VERY rudely) It's JUST A POWDER!"

    Me: "Yes, I understand, but what is the powder used for?"

    SC's "(Together) IT'S JUST A POWDER!"

    Baby powder? Baking powder? Foot powder? Powder for make up? Bed bug powder? Powder for the garden? Powder for cooking? Powder for soaking up oil spills? Cocaine? Heroin? WHAT?! I was trying my best to think of what powder they could mean using my department and the two ajoining departments as a reference point, but without ANYTHING to go on, it is going badly.

    Me: "I know it is a powder, but I mean what is the powder used for, what TYPE of pow..."

    CS's "(Very rudely) IT"S JUST A POWDER!"

    Me: "..." "Yeah, other side of the store"

    CS's "We were just there they didn't have..."

    Me: "That's where it would be." (I walk off).

    CS's "(As I am walking away) Can he just talk to us like that?"

    Half of me looks at the ending with "Dude, are you TRYING to get fired?" and the other half...just... wants to burn the store down with the customers still inside. SERIOUSLY. When did people stop trying to make anything that resembles an effort?
    "Sorry, the restaurant is closed in honor of customer appreciation day."

  • #2
    OK, I agree they were idiots. I would just suggest, though, that you could have given them a jump-start with this:

    Baby powder? Baking powder? Foot powder? Powder for make up? Bed bug powder? Powder for the garden? Powder for cooking? Powder for soaking up oil spills?
    I'm guessing either it was baby powder, which is probably the most common type you'd expect to find, or it was for something they were embarrassed about (for ex., maybe one of them was buying something for her husband's jock itch?)

    Sometimes you just have to give the idiots a clue, since they obviously were incapable of looking at the signs telling them where various products are.
    When you start at zero, everything's progress.

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    • #3
      Hopefully it wasn't GUN Powder. Those idiots would kill someone!
      "All I've ever learned from love was how to shoot somebody who out-drew ya"

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      • #4
        Quoth Sheldonrs View Post
        Hopefully it wasn't GUN Powder. Those idiots would kill someone!
        Only themselves. Because the minute you turn your back on them they'll EAT it. Problem solved. "One box of potassium cyanide powder, coming right up!" Oh wait, you need a permit to buy THAT powder, so... um... yeah, go with baby powder. Maybe corn starch.

        Three days later the sales of Ex-Lax will hit an all-time high.
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        • #5
          I get this when people come in asking for suppositories.

          "What kind of suppository?"

          "You know, for babies."

          That's not enough information. Asking me for a suppository is like asking for a pill. I need to know what you want to do with it. Generally they mean either glycerine, for a laxative, or acetaminophen (paracetamol for you brits) for pain/fever. I sell these in approximately equal quantities, so that's not much help either.

          (And then there are the ones I sell before fast days. I have to make these from scratch, cos they aren't commercially available. I put 100mg of caffeine in each one. Personally if I ever find I'm so addicted to any beverage that I'll shove it up my fundament if I can't get it in my mouth, I'll shoot myself.)

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          • #6
            The things you learn on these boards.
            A lion however, will only devour your corpse, whereas an SC is not sated until they have destroyed your soul. (Quote per infinitemonkies)

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            • #7
              Quoth Grrrrrrr View Post
              "Use your words"
              Sorry, I started snickering at both the combination of this title and the OP's username.
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              • #8
                Quoth Grrrrrrr View Post
                Me: "Yes, I understand, but what is the powder used for?"

                Baby powder? Baking powder? Foot powder? Powder for make up? Bed bug powder? Powder for the garden? Powder for cooking? Powder for soaking up oil spills? Cocaine? Heroin? WHAT?!
                We get that in clothing retail, too. "I want a shirt." "I want a bra." "I want some underwear." Good Lord, we're a clothing store. We have nothing but shirts, pants, bras and underwear. Be specific! If you haven't decided what you want, please look around to get an idea of what we have. Don't expect me to present you with every item in the store until you pick one. Don't expect me to divine the exact product you want before you've even decided. Don't stand there looking at me like I'm the idiot because I can't devote my time to helping you find your own ass.

                I've always been tempted to do this but never had the courage (I like getting a paycheck, after all): We used to have an assistant manager who almost always came into work hungover. After one particularly rough night she was in terrible shape and, when a customer did the whole, "I need a shirt" routine, she simply picked up the closest top, handed it to the woman and walked away. Yeah, that went over well with Kick-Ass Manager.

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                • #9
                  Quoth Shalom View Post
                  That's not enough information. Asking me for a suppository is like asking for a pill. I need to know what you want to do with it.
                  What do you THINK I'm going to do with it? Stick it up my ass or something?
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                  • #10
                    Nah, I'm shoving 'em up my butt...

                    ...OF COURSE I'M EATING THEM.
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                    • #11
                      A bit off topic this may be, but I just had to say that the thread title reminds me of my 2 year-old niece........she's just getting to where she's talking, and my mom often tells her "Use your words" to encourage her to talk.

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                      • #12
                        Quoth Grrrrrrr View Post
                        SC's "It's just a powder".
                        Ah yes, the game of Twenty Unanswerable Questions. I've been in my store longer than all but a handful of those leftover from grand opening, and the only day-walker who used to be part of the overnight grocery crew, so I get the off the wall and oddball grocery questions sent my way. Things like "Where is the Wheat?"

                        Huh? Wheat? Wheat what? Wheat flour, wheat pasta, wheat bread...?

                        I damned near bit my tongue off refraining from telling her that what she found and showed me later as having been what she was looking for was Wheat Germ, not Wheat, and that I could have sent her directly to it and told her how many varieties there were, what shelf it was on, and so forth and so on.

                        If only people knew what they were looking for before asking. Our lives would be so much easier.

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                        • #13
                          For people of a certain generation, or even position south of the Mason-Dixon line, a powder is for headaches. Goody's is a very common one.
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                          • #14
                            Quoth Shalom View Post
                            And then there are the ones I sell before fast days.
                            I don't know about you, but this seems like cheating to me.

                            ^-.-^
                            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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                            • #15
                              We get that in clothing retail, too. "I want a shirt." "I want a bra." "I want some underwear." Good Lord, we're a clothing store. We have nothing but shirts, pants, bras and underwear. Be specific! If you haven't decided what you want, please look around to get an idea of what we have.
                              Reminds me of a Cathy cartoon that seemed all too real to me at the time: Cathy asked a sales associate what they had and she said (paraphrasing here): "Look around! We have pants, skirts, dresses, blouses, shirts, shorts, underwear, socks, shoes, towels, bedding...Just look!"

                              Cathy: "Do you have anything that doesn't say "Tommy Hilfiger" on it?"
                              Sales Assoc.: "No."
                              When you start at zero, everything's progress.

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