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  • #1

    And knowing is half the battle.

    Now I must admit that I have some sort of magnet for "sharers" as we call them at my work. I'm not sure why they flock to me but I enjoy chatting with customers and being personable but some days it just makes me

    I had two gems today.

    1.

    I work in the wine section of my store and often chat with customers about their selections. This gentleman came in a was all excited that we carry South African wines. He then goes into detail about all his different friends that come from there and how his financial adviser didn't buy an acre of land at the local beach back in the day for $5000 and father was a dairyman and his cat just coughed up seven hairballs....for 45 minutes! I would try to politely excuse myself /try to leave but he would just start up again. It finally took my CW making a fake overhead page (after passing by me multiple times) to get the customer to leave.

    2.

    While I was covering the registers an older lady comes up with her walker. She plopped a few jam jars on the counter. We chatted for a minute about what she was doing with the jam and she left to check out our apron/towel section right behind me. (normally I hate it when customers leave stuff on my counter but she was clearly not strong enough to carry the jars or a basket around so I was happy to watch them) We're chatting still while I clean around when she comes back with pot holder and checks out. It happens to be a favorite pattern of mine and when I comment about it looking nice in her kitchen she stops and says "Oh no dearie! This isn't for that. I have a bedsore and it's leaking so I'm going to put this in my pants! Thank you so much! Have a great day!" and then leaves.
    Now, if you smell the roses but it doesn't lift your spirits, you're either allergic to rose pollen or you need medical intervention. ~ Seshat
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  • #2
    ...And not knowing lets you sleep at night.

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    • #3
      Normally I'd say the talker-stalkers are the worst, but that last one was pretty bad. Yuck.
      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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      • #4
        Quoth bainsidhe View Post
        Normally I'd say the talker-stalkers are the worst, but that last one was pretty bad. Yuck.
        Oh yes, I dread the animal that is Talkerus stalkeri. I have a one of those who is a frequent flyer. He's an older (I'd guess 50-years-old or so) fellow who has been coming into our office every Monday for the last 8 weeks looking for jobs to apply for. Like clockwork he comes in, looks over our bulletin, doesn't find anything he qualifies for, then comes over to talk and blab and talk to me about his latest ambitions and callbacks about other job opportunities. I was OK with it since he really did seem like a guy who was down on his luck and I'm happy to actively listen to folks like that.

        Recently, however, he has been going into detail about how he's going to go back to school. Good for him. He tells me some of his courses are going to be algebra courses, and that he is worried because he's not great at mathematics. I tell him that he should just ask for help and I think he'll do fine.

        Then last week he asks me, "So how good are you at algebra stuff?" I tentatively but truthfully say that I know my basics but I was never a whiz myself. Then he asks, "Do you think maybe you could be my tutor?"

        Uh yeah no. Cue polite rejection. Then he proceeds to taint my entire impression of him by asking me if I'm "involved." OH GREAT.

        Fortunately, he has since come in to let me know he found employment elsewhere, so here's hoping he will be able to forget about this place...

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        • #5
          Why would anyone feel it's necessary to tell anyone about any kind of bedsore that's leaking? fuckin' nasty.
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          • #6
            Quoth thread title
            And knowing is half the battle.
            Not knowing keeps the contents of my stomach from making an unplanned trip out my mouth.
            Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. Study hard. Be evil.

            "I never said I wasn't a horrible person."--Me, almost daily

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            • #7
              why would a pot work better than a bandage?

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              • #8
                PepperElf, I thought the same thing! The only thing I could come up with was that she just realized that it was leaking and just needed something to make it home?
                Now, if you smell the roses but it doesn't lift your spirits, you're either allergic to rose pollen or you need medical intervention. ~ Seshat

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                • #9
                  Quoth SkullBash View Post
                  Oh yes, I dread the animal that is Talkerus stalkeri
                  Finally, there's a name for the species

                  I have one at work. Older guy, probably mid-50s, in a scooter, I think he's a little slow (and believes that I am as well). The sad thing is I think the grocery store is the limit of his social interactions--he's been 'timed' to spend upwards of three hours there--hence why he tries to make himself "helpful" when a customers asks me for something and he takes it upon himself to ask a manager about deliveries while I'm checking in the back (dude, that's NOT helping, just making me look bad). When I do manage to wiggle away to do what I'm supposed to be doing, he butts in with "oh I'll just tell SM you were helping me" (no, please don't)
                  "I am quite confident that I do exist."
                  "Excuse me, I'm making perfect sense. You're just not keeping up." The Doctor

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                  • #10
                    Quoth telecom_goddess View Post
                    Why would anyone feel it's necessary to tell anyone about any kind of bedsore that's leaking? fuckin' nasty.
                    Not sure at all. That's like the older folks who aren't ashamed to discuss their hemmhroids, their UTI, private part sensitivity to perfumed soaps,

                    Working in the health and beauty aids aisle I've found myself in all of the above conversations with customers . . . and much more than I can possibly repeat here without making people pass out in shock.

                    That will be one thing I will NOT miss in my new position. I have more fun checking in the wine, beer and soft drinks.
                    Human Resources - the adult version of "I'm telling Mom." - Agent Anthony "Tony" DiNozzo (NCIS)

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                    • #11
                      Quoth PepperElf View Post
                      why would a pot work better than a bandage?
                      Quoth Spork4pedro View Post
                      PepperElf, I thought the same thing! The only thing I could come up with was that she just realized that it was leaking and just needed something to make it home?
                      Not a pot, a pot holder. Maybe because of its thickness she thought it would hold more moisture than a bandage?

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                      • #12
                        "Knowing is half the battle"

                        The other half is Red Lasers and Blue Lasers.

                        Pew,Pew, Pew....Pew, Pew, Pew
                        "First time I ever seen a chainsaw go down anybody's britches,"

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                        • #13
                          Dark Psion that shirt is where I got the idea for the thread title!
                          Now, if you smell the roses but it doesn't lift your spirits, you're either allergic to rose pollen or you need medical intervention. ~ Seshat

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                          • #14
                            Quoth DGoddessChardonnay View Post
                            That will be one thing I will NOT miss in my new position. I have more fun checking in the wine, beer and soft drinks.
                            Didja know thet bubbly wine tingles when ya _ _ _ _ _? An ya don'ts gots ta drink it ta get tipped ovah.
                            I am not an a**hole. I am a hemorrhoid. I irritate a**holes!
                            Procrastination: Forward planning to insure there is something to do tomorrow.
                            Derails threads faster than a pocket nuke.

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                            • #15
                              Quoth dalesys View Post
                              Didja know thet bubbly wine tingles when ya _ _ _ _ _? An ya don'ts gots ta drink it ta get tipped ovah.
                              Thank you so much for sharing that. I'll sleep so much better tonight now that I know.
                              Human Resources - the adult version of "I'm telling Mom." - Agent Anthony "Tony" DiNozzo (NCIS)

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