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Cougar in a motorized cart
While doing various work things this morning, I passed some wrinkly old woman in one of our motorized shopping carts.
I passed her again doing something else.
And again later. This time she cooed at me "People are going to start talking if we keep meeting like this! Giggle giggle COUGH."
Ummm, thanks. Fuck. If anybody needs me, I'll be over here tearing my skin off and showering in bleach.
Stack chair shenanigans
About half an hour before I was to leave today, I ended up dealing with a couple people wanting four of our stacking fabric patio chairs, but they couldn't find four that weren't wobbly because leg caps were missing, or for some other reason. So I got to drag every single one of those chairs we had in the back out to the floor, so they could sit in them and test them for wobbly-ness.
Then, when they had four that passed inspection they instructed me to load them up on a cart for them and take them to the front of the store. Sans thank you.
They still hadn't checked out when it was time for my to finally go. How do I know this? Because they found a little plastic cap missing off one of the chair legs, and made me go to the back and rip one off another chair (which nobody will now want) and bring it to them, and since there was nobody around I could dump this on so I could leave, I had to do it.
I understand wanting quality when you're dropping a lot of money. But why couldn't they have found somebody else to pester? Or better yet, shop someplace where their distribution method doesn't involve stuff being handled by 20 different people before the customer finally buys it?
Number of farts walked into today:
Impossible to determine, since I am still a tad snerfly. So I'll just say a billion and let somebody else try to disprove it.
Cougar in a motorized cart
While doing various work things this morning, I passed some wrinkly old woman in one of our motorized shopping carts.
I passed her again doing something else.
And again later. This time she cooed at me "People are going to start talking if we keep meeting like this! Giggle giggle COUGH."
Ummm, thanks. Fuck. If anybody needs me, I'll be over here tearing my skin off and showering in bleach.
Stack chair shenanigans
About half an hour before I was to leave today, I ended up dealing with a couple people wanting four of our stacking fabric patio chairs, but they couldn't find four that weren't wobbly because leg caps were missing, or for some other reason. So I got to drag every single one of those chairs we had in the back out to the floor, so they could sit in them and test them for wobbly-ness.
Then, when they had four that passed inspection they instructed me to load them up on a cart for them and take them to the front of the store. Sans thank you.
They still hadn't checked out when it was time for my to finally go. How do I know this? Because they found a little plastic cap missing off one of the chair legs, and made me go to the back and rip one off another chair (which nobody will now want) and bring it to them, and since there was nobody around I could dump this on so I could leave, I had to do it.
I understand wanting quality when you're dropping a lot of money. But why couldn't they have found somebody else to pester? Or better yet, shop someplace where their distribution method doesn't involve stuff being handled by 20 different people before the customer finally buys it?
Number of farts walked into today:
Impossible to determine, since I am still a tad snerfly. So I'll just say a billion and let somebody else try to disprove it.
He is my Black Dragon (and yes, a good one) strong, protective, the guardian. I am his Silver Dragon, always by his side, shining for him, cherishing him.
I won't use it anymore.
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