Posting this in a different thread so not to derail Bob's thread.
This happened a little while ago. To set the scene, in the petrol station we do not have a public loo. We do have a staff loo round the back, but customers are not allowed, under any circumstances, to use it. Why? Cuz we're horrible meany pants of course! No, really it's cuz we have a) a stockroom full of pinchable stock, b) an office with a safe full of cash, a computer and a mobile phone and c) no insurance should a customer slip and fall.
An SC in the store started off reasonably, saying he wanted to use the loo. Jeff, my collegue, said, "We don't have one," as instructed by the manager as saying, "We do have one but you can't use it," brings out the SC in everyone. SC replies saying, "You do! I heard it flushing earlier! I demand you let me use it cuz I have irritable bowel syndrome!"
Yeah, right.
Firstly, before SC was able to say his piece, he had to get to the front of the considerably large queue we had going on. If he truly was desperate for the loo, he surely wouldn't have leisurely filled his car up, then waited in the queue for ten minutes. Second, when we said (after his flushing remark) that he couldn't use it cuz of insurance purposes, he stayed and argued the toss for another ten minutes.
"I demand to see a manager!" was his next line. Since we didn't have a manager in the petrol station at this precise moment, I said that we'd have to call over to the store. Another reason against the SC's argument as calling a manager over takes time. He agreed and waited around til Bruce, the big boss, came over (none of the duties were answering their phone).
The look on the SC's face when Bruce backed us up and told the SC that he'd have to use the loos over the road...
Jeff and I were trying not to laugh. The SC was furious and stormed out (he'd paid for his petrol before coming out with the loo question) cuz, like all SCs, he'd expected that calling out the manager would result in him getting his own way.
This happened a little while ago. To set the scene, in the petrol station we do not have a public loo. We do have a staff loo round the back, but customers are not allowed, under any circumstances, to use it. Why? Cuz we're horrible meany pants of course! No, really it's cuz we have a) a stockroom full of pinchable stock, b) an office with a safe full of cash, a computer and a mobile phone and c) no insurance should a customer slip and fall.
An SC in the store started off reasonably, saying he wanted to use the loo. Jeff, my collegue, said, "We don't have one," as instructed by the manager as saying, "We do have one but you can't use it," brings out the SC in everyone. SC replies saying, "You do! I heard it flushing earlier! I demand you let me use it cuz I have irritable bowel syndrome!"
Yeah, right.

"I demand to see a manager!" was his next line. Since we didn't have a manager in the petrol station at this precise moment, I said that we'd have to call over to the store. Another reason against the SC's argument as calling a manager over takes time. He agreed and waited around til Bruce, the big boss, came over (none of the duties were answering their phone).
The look on the SC's face when Bruce backed us up and told the SC that he'd have to use the loos over the road...


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