Tonight was rather odd. It was busy, but only in mad crazy rushes, just enough to impede my progress on the nightly chore list. Here are a few gems from this evening.
Let's Just Start With Making My Brain Run Away, Shall We?
A man and a woman came in, dressed in what looked like business attire. Both had that air of 'I have more money than you so bow down' to them. The guy goes to use the restroom, and the woman shops a bit, purchases a few things, then steps back toward the other end of the counter. She stands there looking at our rack of cookies, cups of mini cookies, and assorted other cups of goodies. I think nothing of it, until...
CW (Clueless Woman): Is this for dogs or for people? *holding up a cup of what we call puppy chow*
ME: *once I manage to force my brain not to run completely away from the stupid* It's for people. It's Chex type cereal with chocolate, peanut butter and powdered sugar on it.
CW: Oh! I wondered why you'd have dog food right next to human food!
ME: Uh...Yeah...
CW: *turns to her male counterpart when he returns from the restroom* Hey, how about some puppy chow?
GUY: *confused look* Um...no thanks?
CW: *as if she discovered something brand new to the world* It's not for dogs, it's for people. It's...wheat chex? *looks at me, then back at him* Yeah, wheat chex and chocolate...
GUY: Oh yeah?
CW: Yeah *puts it back*
The two wander off, and I'm left standing behind my register, trying to comprehend it. I realize there are people who lead really sheltered lives, but who doesn't know what Puppy Chow is? Maybe it's called something else that I don't know about? Maybe I'm being too overly critical here, but wow...Throw my brain into confusion early in the shift, why don't you?
My Own version of GK's "Hot Tips"...Sort of
I had a customer, who was with a friend of his, look at the Juvenile Diabetes fundraising shoes that we have right now and decide to go on an unsolicited political diatribe.
PG (Political Guy): They actually managed to cure some cases of type two diabetes.
ME: Oh yeah?
PG: Yeah, you know how?
ME: How?
PG: Stem cell research. You know, that stuff that George Bush outlawed? You want to know why the U.S. has fallen behind in health care? George Bush!
ME: *silently finishes my transaction with both of them, sends them out the door*
Now, regardless of my opinion on ol' W, which is about as great as anyone else's around here, I do not want to talk politics at work like that. I don't appreciate unsolicited political agenda like that. You start that shit, and I'm just not going to answer you. Now kindly remove yourself from my store, thank you very much.
You People Need Help
Some of my customers need to call a certain gambling addiction help line. I'm not talking about my regular Powerball, etc customers. I'm talking about people like the guy that comes in and buys dollar and two dollar tickets, one at a time, for half an hour to an hour at a time. I'm talking about the woman that brought in a stack a half inch or more thick of scratchers tonight...and won a mere $4.00 off of them. I'm talking about the couple that bought a bunch of scratchers, sat in my parking lot for nearly a half hour scratching them, then came back for more. I really can't decide if people are that bored, or if they really are desperate for money and think they're going to hit it big playing lottery scratchers. I know, I know, to each their own. I shouldn't judge them. It just boggles my mind, really.
Ignorance Is...Ignorance.
BG: We just got new floors installed on Tuesday. They're very nice and very different from what we used to have. End BG. Now, we've gotten a lot of compliments on our floors, and we're thankful for them. What gets me is when the following happens:
IC (Ignorant Customer): So why were you closed the other day?
ME: We got new floors put in.
IC: You did? *looks around, eyes widen* Oh! Wow! You did!
ME: Yes. We did.
Alright now I know some people just don't look or don't care. I get that. Seriously, though, can you pay at least a little attention? Just a smidge?
*sigh* Yeah...I'm pretty sure I'm just being grumpy tonight. I don't know. I just know there was a lot that annoyed me tonight. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm tired. I think I'll head for bed for the night, and hope that tomorrow night is better.
Let's Just Start With Making My Brain Run Away, Shall We?
A man and a woman came in, dressed in what looked like business attire. Both had that air of 'I have more money than you so bow down' to them. The guy goes to use the restroom, and the woman shops a bit, purchases a few things, then steps back toward the other end of the counter. She stands there looking at our rack of cookies, cups of mini cookies, and assorted other cups of goodies. I think nothing of it, until...
CW (Clueless Woman): Is this for dogs or for people? *holding up a cup of what we call puppy chow*
ME: *once I manage to force my brain not to run completely away from the stupid* It's for people. It's Chex type cereal with chocolate, peanut butter and powdered sugar on it.
CW: Oh! I wondered why you'd have dog food right next to human food!
ME: Uh...Yeah...
CW: *turns to her male counterpart when he returns from the restroom* Hey, how about some puppy chow?
GUY: *confused look* Um...no thanks?
CW: *as if she discovered something brand new to the world* It's not for dogs, it's for people. It's...wheat chex? *looks at me, then back at him* Yeah, wheat chex and chocolate...
GUY: Oh yeah?
CW: Yeah *puts it back*
The two wander off, and I'm left standing behind my register, trying to comprehend it. I realize there are people who lead really sheltered lives, but who doesn't know what Puppy Chow is? Maybe it's called something else that I don't know about? Maybe I'm being too overly critical here, but wow...Throw my brain into confusion early in the shift, why don't you?
My Own version of GK's "Hot Tips"...Sort of
I had a customer, who was with a friend of his, look at the Juvenile Diabetes fundraising shoes that we have right now and decide to go on an unsolicited political diatribe.
PG (Political Guy): They actually managed to cure some cases of type two diabetes.
ME: Oh yeah?
PG: Yeah, you know how?
ME: How?
PG: Stem cell research. You know, that stuff that George Bush outlawed? You want to know why the U.S. has fallen behind in health care? George Bush!
ME: *silently finishes my transaction with both of them, sends them out the door*
Now, regardless of my opinion on ol' W, which is about as great as anyone else's around here, I do not want to talk politics at work like that. I don't appreciate unsolicited political agenda like that. You start that shit, and I'm just not going to answer you. Now kindly remove yourself from my store, thank you very much.
You People Need Help
Some of my customers need to call a certain gambling addiction help line. I'm not talking about my regular Powerball, etc customers. I'm talking about people like the guy that comes in and buys dollar and two dollar tickets, one at a time, for half an hour to an hour at a time. I'm talking about the woman that brought in a stack a half inch or more thick of scratchers tonight...and won a mere $4.00 off of them. I'm talking about the couple that bought a bunch of scratchers, sat in my parking lot for nearly a half hour scratching them, then came back for more. I really can't decide if people are that bored, or if they really are desperate for money and think they're going to hit it big playing lottery scratchers. I know, I know, to each their own. I shouldn't judge them. It just boggles my mind, really.
Ignorance Is...Ignorance.
BG: We just got new floors installed on Tuesday. They're very nice and very different from what we used to have. End BG. Now, we've gotten a lot of compliments on our floors, and we're thankful for them. What gets me is when the following happens:
IC (Ignorant Customer): So why were you closed the other day?
ME: We got new floors put in.
IC: You did? *looks around, eyes widen* Oh! Wow! You did!
ME: Yes. We did.
Alright now I know some people just don't look or don't care. I get that. Seriously, though, can you pay at least a little attention? Just a smidge?
*sigh* Yeah...I'm pretty sure I'm just being grumpy tonight. I don't know. I just know there was a lot that annoyed me tonight. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm tired. I think I'll head for bed for the night, and hope that tomorrow night is better.
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