This one wasn't a sucky customer. The SC in question was a Sucky Cashier.
I've read many posts on here about customers coming into a convenience store, cell phone plastered to their ear, and not listening to the attendant.
Today was the opposite. I went into a gas station/convenience store to buy some drinks and cigarettes. The guy behind the counter had his cellphone glued to his ear, and was practically yelling at the person on the other end. All the while, there were 4 other customers in the store, in line, trying to get the guy to pay some attention.
One person pre-paid for gas and the SC dude messed it up because he was talking about some RPG game he just beat. He was also talking about how wasted he was last weekend, how "evil" his ex-girlfriend is, and something to do with Oscar Mayer hot dogs. I wasn't really paying attention, nor did I want to. But no one could help it because of the volume of this guy.
The SC didn't acknowledge any of us customers, didn't say "Thank you! Come again!" or bat an eyelash when the kid ahead of me pocketed some gum.
I had to tell the guy three times what kind of cigarettes I wanted, each time with more emphasis. The second time I told him what kind, he even put up his index finger for the "hold on a sec" gesture so he could tell the other person about something vitally important. Probably what hit point damage his elf assassin could inflict with his +5 sword of doom and gloom.
It just goes to show you; no matter what side of the counter you're on, there's always an SC.
I've read many posts on here about customers coming into a convenience store, cell phone plastered to their ear, and not listening to the attendant.
Today was the opposite. I went into a gas station/convenience store to buy some drinks and cigarettes. The guy behind the counter had his cellphone glued to his ear, and was practically yelling at the person on the other end. All the while, there were 4 other customers in the store, in line, trying to get the guy to pay some attention.
One person pre-paid for gas and the SC dude messed it up because he was talking about some RPG game he just beat. He was also talking about how wasted he was last weekend, how "evil" his ex-girlfriend is, and something to do with Oscar Mayer hot dogs. I wasn't really paying attention, nor did I want to. But no one could help it because of the volume of this guy.
The SC didn't acknowledge any of us customers, didn't say "Thank you! Come again!" or bat an eyelash when the kid ahead of me pocketed some gum.
I had to tell the guy three times what kind of cigarettes I wanted, each time with more emphasis. The second time I told him what kind, he even put up his index finger for the "hold on a sec" gesture so he could tell the other person about something vitally important. Probably what hit point damage his elf assassin could inflict with his +5 sword of doom and gloom.
It just goes to show you; no matter what side of the counter you're on, there's always an SC.
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