Opening shift, Sunday morning. I come in, the store is dead. Maybe I can get some work done. Nope. Silly me to hope for that.
I'm purging the paint machines when a woman approaches my desk. Very nice and polite at first, but I guess she didn't have enough coffee this morning.
SC: "Excuse me. I'm looking for wall switch plates. All I can find are these plastic ones. Do you know where I can find the good ones? I'm looking for the ceramic type."
Me: "Sure. If you back to that same aisle you found those and walk to the end, that's where they will be. We also have a few other ones in hardware, but they are brass and other metals."
SC: "Thank you." She walks back to electrical. 5 minutes later, she reappears at my desk.
SC: "There was nothing there I liked. Can you show me the ones in hardware?"
Me: "Yes, but it will be a few minutes. I have to mix up some paint for a customer."
SC: "I don't have time to wait. Where are they again?"
Me: "Aisle 3. They are hanging up at the front of the aisle."
And away she goes again.
I finish the paint a minute later and walk over to help her. It's not my department, but it's right next door and I know where most things are there. I find her and point out the wall switch plates.
SC: "NO! Those aren't it either! I want ceramic ones , but you don't carry the ones I want."
Me: "Well, I'm sorry, ma'am. Those would be the only places we would have those plates."
SC: "Home Depot has them all over the place!" She slams the 8 plates down on the counter and then says: "I guess I'll go to Home Depot. What do you think of that?"
Me: *shrugs* "Doesn't hurt my feelings any."
SC:
"Well!" She storms off to the exit.
I return to my lovely shiny paint desk. I then look over my shoulder and there she is at customer service. I don't know what she's saying, but I have an idea. She's there for about 2 minutes, talking to the opening MOD (she has the hots for me and we flirt a lot. Too bad she's married). I shrug it off and continue working.
10 minutes later, MOD comes over to me, and asks "What the hell was that about? That customer said you were rude to her."
Me: "What did she say?"
MOD: "She said you were rude and unhelpful, and were very patronizing."
Me: "Hahaha! She did?"
MOD: "And she also said that you 'don't care if she goes to the Home Depot.''
Me: "I don't, really. But that's not what I said. She asked me what I thought about her shopping at Home Depot, and I said 'Doesn't murt my feelings any.'"
MOD gives me a look... you know the kind.
Me: "What? I wasn't going to beg her to stay. Besides, we don't have what she wanted. I can't pull something out of my.. out of thin air ya know."
Again, another look. "Knightmare... just don't say that kind of thing again. Okay?"
Me: "Anything for you, toots." (She is the only person I can talk like this with and get away with it).
"Please, ma'am! Please continue shopping with us! We may not have what you want, but we'll carry it in the future, just for you! PLEASE don't go to the competition, which is 20 miles away."
Wait.. yes, please go to the competition, so they can deal with your drama queen ass.
I'm purging the paint machines when a woman approaches my desk. Very nice and polite at first, but I guess she didn't have enough coffee this morning.
SC: "Excuse me. I'm looking for wall switch plates. All I can find are these plastic ones. Do you know where I can find the good ones? I'm looking for the ceramic type."
Me: "Sure. If you back to that same aisle you found those and walk to the end, that's where they will be. We also have a few other ones in hardware, but they are brass and other metals."
SC: "Thank you." She walks back to electrical. 5 minutes later, she reappears at my desk.
SC: "There was nothing there I liked. Can you show me the ones in hardware?"
Me: "Yes, but it will be a few minutes. I have to mix up some paint for a customer."
SC: "I don't have time to wait. Where are they again?"
Me: "Aisle 3. They are hanging up at the front of the aisle."
And away she goes again.
I finish the paint a minute later and walk over to help her. It's not my department, but it's right next door and I know where most things are there. I find her and point out the wall switch plates.
SC: "NO! Those aren't it either! I want ceramic ones , but you don't carry the ones I want."
Me: "Well, I'm sorry, ma'am. Those would be the only places we would have those plates."
SC: "Home Depot has them all over the place!" She slams the 8 plates down on the counter and then says: "I guess I'll go to Home Depot. What do you think of that?"
Me: *shrugs* "Doesn't hurt my feelings any."
SC:


I return to my lovely shiny paint desk. I then look over my shoulder and there she is at customer service. I don't know what she's saying, but I have an idea. She's there for about 2 minutes, talking to the opening MOD (she has the hots for me and we flirt a lot. Too bad she's married). I shrug it off and continue working.
10 minutes later, MOD comes over to me, and asks "What the hell was that about? That customer said you were rude to her."
Me: "What did she say?"
MOD: "She said you were rude and unhelpful, and were very patronizing."
Me: "Hahaha! She did?"
MOD: "And she also said that you 'don't care if she goes to the Home Depot.''
Me: "I don't, really. But that's not what I said. She asked me what I thought about her shopping at Home Depot, and I said 'Doesn't murt my feelings any.'"
MOD gives me a look... you know the kind.
Me: "What? I wasn't going to beg her to stay. Besides, we don't have what she wanted. I can't pull something out of my.. out of thin air ya know."
Again, another look. "Knightmare... just don't say that kind of thing again. Okay?"
Me: "Anything for you, toots." (She is the only person I can talk like this with and get away with it).
"Please, ma'am! Please continue shopping with us! We may not have what you want, but we'll carry it in the future, just for you! PLEASE don't go to the competition, which is 20 miles away."
Wait.. yes, please go to the competition, so they can deal with your drama queen ass.
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