If so- why can't they GIVE it a rest on Sunday?
I worked alone for several hours this afternoon- no big deal. It wasn't too busy or anything but I had one of those moments where everything happened at once.
-Guy needed a disc sanded and polished- this takes about 4-5 minuted to do properly.
-Line appeared out of no where. Only about 6-7 people but still...
- Phone rings.
Okay, everything was fine until I answered the phone. The woman on the phone wanted to know if we had Blood Diamond and Rocky Balboa. I asked her to hold for a moment while I checked on Blood Diamond but I knew I had plenty of Rocky Balboa.
So, she goes on hold. I finish wiping down the guy's game disc- he's done and quite thankful. I apologoze to the line and grab the phone and, "No, I'm sorry I'm all out of Blood Diamond."
Her: "But you have the Rocky movie?"
Me: "Yes, plenty."
Her: "I want you to go check your outside dropbox for Blood Diamond AND I need you to look up my account and..."
Me: "Ma'am, I'll be happy to do these things for you but I have a line of people at the counter right now so I'm going to have to ask you to hold."
Her: "Excuse me?"
Line- up to about 10 people.
Me: "I'll do what you're asking but first I have to provide service to the people waiting in line. Would you like to hold?"
Her: "FINE! Just hold a copy of the Rocky movie for me and I'll be there soon."
Me thinking: *Oh... joy...*
Me: "I'm sorry ma'am I cannot hold movies."
Her: "What?!"
Me: "I cannot hold movies but really- there's plenty."
Line- up to about 15 people.
Her: "FINE! I'm on my way in."
Now, not to brag, but I am an insanely fast cashier. Once I was finally off the phone I knocked out the entire line in mere moments. Thankfully, no one was upset about the wait.
Fast Forward about 10 minutes:
I am blissfully all alone in the store. *sigh... savor the moment because it's about to end with a powerful THUD*
(I have also had a copy of Blood Diamond returned by a Movie Pass customer.)
Suddenly, Asshat Driver From Hell comes tearing through the parking lot, tires screeching, going REALLY fast- BACKWARD! He peels into an open area and does a crazy maneuver to get his truck straightened out and then peels out forward nearly wrecking into my car in the process. (We are located right next to a place called The Gunslinger Saloon- I kid you not...)
I was standing at the doors (inside) watching all this- teeth clinched and wincing as the near miss to my car.
I didn't even notice the man and woman coming up until they opened the door and I had to move to let them come inside.
Guess who just entered the store... of course, I didn't know it at first...
*Insert Snotty Ass tone of voice for EVERY. SINGLE. THING. she says*
Her: "Well! I guess you really pissed him off!"
Me:
"No, that guy wasn't in here."
Her: "Oh. Where's the line?"
Me:
Her: "I JUST called and YOU said there was a line!"
Me: "Oh. There was a line. As you can see I have helped them all and sent them on their merry ways."
Her: *snort- rolleyes*
Me: *Determined to be the bigger person even though I already wanted to slap her face off*
Her: "Well? Where's that Rocky movie? You SAID you have it."
Me: "Yes, I do- tons of them." I grab one off the end of the counter.
Me: "Oh, I have a Blood Diamond now do you want it also? I know you asked for it."
Her: *snorts- rollseyes* "I only want ONE movie. I'm not going to rent TWO."
Me thinking: Then why the HELL did you tie me up on the phone and get mad when I couldn't go to the outside drop RIGHT THEN?!?!?!
Her: "I only want the Rocky movie."
Me: on the outside:
Me: on the inside:
Ahhh... and then comes the Sweet, Sweet Irony...
Phone: *rings*
Me: "Excuse me I need to get that."
Me: *grabs phone and gives pre-ordained cheesy corporate greeting* "Having a wonderful day at Hollywood Video this is NightAngel how may I help you?"
Guy: "NightAngel, are you REALLY having a wonderful day?"
Me: *glances at now angrier woman at counter* "Yes, I really am."
Guy: "Honestly, you're not just saying that?"
Me: "No, I'm honestly having a wonderful day."
(Phone woman is looking notably more and more irate at having to wait while I'm helping Mr. FlirtTastic on the phone- who has no idea how amazingly soothing the melody of his voice really was.)
Guy: "That's good- I'm glad."
Me: "Thank- you."
Guy: "Do you happen to have any Eragon?"
Me: "I have three copies."
Guy: "Is there ANY way I could get you to pleeease hold one for me for about 10 minutes?"
(Phone woman is tapping on the counter looking even MORE cheesed off... I'm loving it.)
Me: "No, I'm sorry I'm not allowed to hold movies."
Guy: "Is there no way I can convince you?"
Me: "No, I'm simply not allowed."
Guy: "If you hold the movie I'll wash your feet."
Me: "Uhm... thank-you but I still can't do it."
Guy: "Okay, well, thank- you anyway. I hope you continue to have a wonderful day."
Me: "No, thank- you. Good-bye."
Her: "That person wanted you to hold a movie too, huh?"
Me: "Yes, and he even offered to wash my feet if I did."
~Now, if I could describe the look on her face when I said that I'd be the writer of the century.~
Her: *composes herself* "I don't have my card- you'll just have to look up my phone number."
Me: "I can use your ID to look up your account."
Her: "I don't HAVE that either." She looks at the guy with her and says, "Are you on my account?"
-Personal Pause- This question always tickles me. How and why do you, the owner and person financially liable for the account, NOT know who is on it?
DUH!
/Personal Pause
Him: "I dunno..."
Me to him: "Do you have your ID? If so I can check and see if you are on the account."
He gives me the ID and he's not on it- of course.
Me: "I'm sorry- he's not an authorized user."
Her: "You had to have the account UP to see that didn't you?"
Me *knowing where this is headed* "Yes."
Her: "Well, Jeeeezus Christ! You can bring up the account so you don't NEED anything!"
Me: "No, I have to verify the ID of an authorized user on the account before the account can be used."
Her: "You're KIDDING me right?"
Me: "No. I don't kid about these things."
Her: *mumbles what I believe was bad things about me* "I'm never coming here again!"
Me: "Have a nice evening."
And, believe it or not, she is just one of about three SC's I had to deal with today. I'm really sick of people right now.
I worked alone for several hours this afternoon- no big deal. It wasn't too busy or anything but I had one of those moments where everything happened at once.
-Guy needed a disc sanded and polished- this takes about 4-5 minuted to do properly.
-Line appeared out of no where. Only about 6-7 people but still...
- Phone rings.
Okay, everything was fine until I answered the phone. The woman on the phone wanted to know if we had Blood Diamond and Rocky Balboa. I asked her to hold for a moment while I checked on Blood Diamond but I knew I had plenty of Rocky Balboa.
So, she goes on hold. I finish wiping down the guy's game disc- he's done and quite thankful. I apologoze to the line and grab the phone and, "No, I'm sorry I'm all out of Blood Diamond."
Her: "But you have the Rocky movie?"
Me: "Yes, plenty."
Her: "I want you to go check your outside dropbox for Blood Diamond AND I need you to look up my account and..."
Me: "Ma'am, I'll be happy to do these things for you but I have a line of people at the counter right now so I'm going to have to ask you to hold."
Her: "Excuse me?"
Line- up to about 10 people.
Me: "I'll do what you're asking but first I have to provide service to the people waiting in line. Would you like to hold?"
Her: "FINE! Just hold a copy of the Rocky movie for me and I'll be there soon."
Me thinking: *Oh... joy...*
Me: "I'm sorry ma'am I cannot hold movies."
Her: "What?!"
Me: "I cannot hold movies but really- there's plenty."
Line- up to about 15 people.
Her: "FINE! I'm on my way in."
Now, not to brag, but I am an insanely fast cashier. Once I was finally off the phone I knocked out the entire line in mere moments. Thankfully, no one was upset about the wait.
Fast Forward about 10 minutes:
I am blissfully all alone in the store. *sigh... savor the moment because it's about to end with a powerful THUD*
(I have also had a copy of Blood Diamond returned by a Movie Pass customer.)
Suddenly, Asshat Driver From Hell comes tearing through the parking lot, tires screeching, going REALLY fast- BACKWARD! He peels into an open area and does a crazy maneuver to get his truck straightened out and then peels out forward nearly wrecking into my car in the process. (We are located right next to a place called The Gunslinger Saloon- I kid you not...)
I was standing at the doors (inside) watching all this- teeth clinched and wincing as the near miss to my car.
I didn't even notice the man and woman coming up until they opened the door and I had to move to let them come inside.
Guess who just entered the store... of course, I didn't know it at first...
*Insert Snotty Ass tone of voice for EVERY. SINGLE. THING. she says*
Her: "Well! I guess you really pissed him off!"
Me:

Her: "Oh. Where's the line?"
Me:

Her: "I JUST called and YOU said there was a line!"
Me: "Oh. There was a line. As you can see I have helped them all and sent them on their merry ways."
Her: *snort- rolleyes*
Me: *Determined to be the bigger person even though I already wanted to slap her face off*
Her: "Well? Where's that Rocky movie? You SAID you have it."
Me: "Yes, I do- tons of them." I grab one off the end of the counter.
Me: "Oh, I have a Blood Diamond now do you want it also? I know you asked for it."
Her: *snorts- rollseyes* "I only want ONE movie. I'm not going to rent TWO."
Me thinking: Then why the HELL did you tie me up on the phone and get mad when I couldn't go to the outside drop RIGHT THEN?!?!?!
Her: "I only want the Rocky movie."
Me: on the outside:

Me: on the inside:

Ahhh... and then comes the Sweet, Sweet Irony...
Phone: *rings*
Me: "Excuse me I need to get that."
Me: *grabs phone and gives pre-ordained cheesy corporate greeting* "Having a wonderful day at Hollywood Video this is NightAngel how may I help you?"
Guy: "NightAngel, are you REALLY having a wonderful day?"
Me: *glances at now angrier woman at counter* "Yes, I really am."
Guy: "Honestly, you're not just saying that?"
Me: "No, I'm honestly having a wonderful day."
(Phone woman is looking notably more and more irate at having to wait while I'm helping Mr. FlirtTastic on the phone- who has no idea how amazingly soothing the melody of his voice really was.)
Guy: "That's good- I'm glad."
Me: "Thank- you."
Guy: "Do you happen to have any Eragon?"
Me: "I have three copies."
Guy: "Is there ANY way I could get you to pleeease hold one for me for about 10 minutes?"
(Phone woman is tapping on the counter looking even MORE cheesed off... I'm loving it.)
Me: "No, I'm sorry I'm not allowed to hold movies."
Guy: "Is there no way I can convince you?"
Me: "No, I'm simply not allowed."
Guy: "If you hold the movie I'll wash your feet."
Me: "Uhm... thank-you but I still can't do it."
Guy: "Okay, well, thank- you anyway. I hope you continue to have a wonderful day."
Me: "No, thank- you. Good-bye."
Her: "That person wanted you to hold a movie too, huh?"
Me: "Yes, and he even offered to wash my feet if I did."
~Now, if I could describe the look on her face when I said that I'd be the writer of the century.~
Her: *composes herself* "I don't have my card- you'll just have to look up my phone number."
Me: "I can use your ID to look up your account."
Her: "I don't HAVE that either." She looks at the guy with her and says, "Are you on my account?"
-Personal Pause- This question always tickles me. How and why do you, the owner and person financially liable for the account, NOT know who is on it?
DUH!
/Personal Pause
Him: "I dunno..."
Me to him: "Do you have your ID? If so I can check and see if you are on the account."
He gives me the ID and he's not on it- of course.
Me: "I'm sorry- he's not an authorized user."
Her: "You had to have the account UP to see that didn't you?"
Me *knowing where this is headed* "Yes."
Her: "Well, Jeeeezus Christ! You can bring up the account so you don't NEED anything!"
Me: "No, I have to verify the ID of an authorized user on the account before the account can be used."
Her: "You're KIDDING me right?"
Me: "No. I don't kid about these things."
Her: *mumbles what I believe was bad things about me* "I'm never coming here again!"
Me: "Have a nice evening."
And, believe it or not, she is just one of about three SC's I had to deal with today. I'm really sick of people right now.
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