Wow, second post, second uniform tale, this one told to me recently by one of our delivery guys (DG hereafter).
Setting is a store that apparently took quite the pounding during the weekend. DG walks in to a frightful mess of our displays, and during his efforts to get everything prim and proper again noon comes and goes. By the time he's done the hunger pangs are gnawing full force at his stomach, and since this particular establishment has a deli he naturally figures to grab lunch there.
Enter SC, a thin, fritzy haired young lass with a overstocked cart and an established position at the entrance to self-checkout. Our boy doesn't know how long she'd been there before he approached, but she was sighted when he went for food, and she was still there when he returned, only now with a gradually growing line behind her.
Initially she seems very much aware of her position, as once the line reaches three deep she looks up and waves everyone on.
"Oh yeah, please just go ahead of me." She warmly greets to the one behind. "I'm working out if I've got enough on my card to cover all this so I may be here for a while longer."
Pleased by such courteous efforts, the man behind does as she says. The one behind him is likewise gestured to go and complete their purchases as well. Based on this, DG believes he will thus be permitted to do the same, assuming SC doesn't finish up her calculations beforehand.
Well, as the two letters I've dubbed this woman will attest, she thinks otherwise.
"Whoah, hold on there, what are you doing?" She demands, pushing her cart over to block DG ( It was set at an angle to the SCO).
"I...just want to go check out. You said it was okay." He flubs.
"Not you, you're an employee. You have to let customers go first." SC reprimands. DG is acceptably stumped.
"I...I'm sorry ma'am, but you're mistaken. I don't work here, I'm just a vendor." He attempts to assure. Sadly this too fails to impress SG as she looks him over and shakes her head.
"You're in a uniform, that means you're still an employee for one of the businesses around here. Fact remains, you need to practice the same courtesy I am. Now please wait, I won't be much longer."
Now true to her word, she does move quite soon after that. Doubly so, another customer does come up while she speaks to use the check-outs. All in all, her arguments are sound, though the sudden shift from kind to judgmental still leaves poor DG as
Not to be one to be put off for long, however, he simply took the next opportunity to purchase his food, enjoyed his lunch, and returned to regal us with the conclusion that 'common courtesy' is now the newest addition to the list of modern day oxymorons.
Setting is a store that apparently took quite the pounding during the weekend. DG walks in to a frightful mess of our displays, and during his efforts to get everything prim and proper again noon comes and goes. By the time he's done the hunger pangs are gnawing full force at his stomach, and since this particular establishment has a deli he naturally figures to grab lunch there.
Enter SC, a thin, fritzy haired young lass with a overstocked cart and an established position at the entrance to self-checkout. Our boy doesn't know how long she'd been there before he approached, but she was sighted when he went for food, and she was still there when he returned, only now with a gradually growing line behind her.
Initially she seems very much aware of her position, as once the line reaches three deep she looks up and waves everyone on.
"Oh yeah, please just go ahead of me." She warmly greets to the one behind. "I'm working out if I've got enough on my card to cover all this so I may be here for a while longer."
Pleased by such courteous efforts, the man behind does as she says. The one behind him is likewise gestured to go and complete their purchases as well. Based on this, DG believes he will thus be permitted to do the same, assuming SC doesn't finish up her calculations beforehand.
Well, as the two letters I've dubbed this woman will attest, she thinks otherwise.
"Whoah, hold on there, what are you doing?" She demands, pushing her cart over to block DG ( It was set at an angle to the SCO).
"I...just want to go check out. You said it was okay." He flubs.
"Not you, you're an employee. You have to let customers go first." SC reprimands. DG is acceptably stumped.
"I...I'm sorry ma'am, but you're mistaken. I don't work here, I'm just a vendor." He attempts to assure. Sadly this too fails to impress SG as she looks him over and shakes her head.
"You're in a uniform, that means you're still an employee for one of the businesses around here. Fact remains, you need to practice the same courtesy I am. Now please wait, I won't be much longer."
Now true to her word, she does move quite soon after that. Doubly so, another customer does come up while she speaks to use the check-outs. All in all, her arguments are sound, though the sudden shift from kind to judgmental still leaves poor DG as
Not to be one to be put off for long, however, he simply took the next opportunity to purchase his food, enjoyed his lunch, and returned to regal us with the conclusion that 'common courtesy' is now the newest addition to the list of modern day oxymorons.
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