I was convinced as a kid that if you broke something in a shop, you had to cough up for it. I suppose convincing kids that is a good way of trying to get them not to touch things, and I guess it worked on me! Of course, after years of working retail, I learned this was not true anyway- I've watched so many kids over the years wreck things or make products unsellable, and we would have to faulty them or bin them instantly. I would have loved to have demanded parents pay for them (especially as at that job, the company actually went into administration in the end, and we all got made redundant at our store!) but clearly that doesn't happen.
If only it was just children though. And if only you could demand they pay for the damage they have inflicted on our products.
All of the following happened on Friday:
Suck the First
This guy was a royal jerk, and I said as much quite loudly.
I was running the Self Service Checkouts at the time, and this man and his friend come along...with a worktop in a SHOPPING TROLLEY! In case you don't know, shopping trolleys like the ones you push around a supermarket are not designed to take the weight of huge, heavy items such as a worktop, as was CLEARLY obvious in this situation! The worktop had been through the timber-saw, with one quarter of its length cut off, both pieces in the trolley, but the longest part still towered over our heads, and as it was leaning to on the side of the trollley, the trolley was tipping. It was only upright because the SC was holding it upright. It was blatantly obvious this was dangerous.
So as the jackass approached a SSCO, I approached (carefully) and said "You really need to go and get a flat-bed trolley for that." (Designed for large, heavy items).
To which, the SC decides just yelling at his friend to hold the shopping trolley upright while he took his smaller items out of the trolley and placed them on the scanner. It wobbles dangerously, and its clear, they are struggling to keep it upright.
So I said, "No, sir, you really need to get the appropriate trolley for this, shopping trolleys are not designed to take this sort of weight, as you can clearly see- someone is going to get hurt!"
SC: "Well, I didn't know I was going to need it when I came in, alright?!"
It was then that, despite the worktop still having its plastic wrap on, we discovered there was no barcode. So I stepped far away from the trolley and its deadly cargo (it was now braced against a display, but was still needing human support, I was very anxious for other customers who now had to pass directly underneath the worktop to leave through SSCO) and phoned building, thinking, this is ok, this worktop has clearly JUST been through the timber saw, someone in that department will know immediately what I'm talking about and get me a barcode quite quickly (all the while, I'm planning all the ways I would happily help the man get sued if someone gets hit by the worktop).
However, what I didn't know was that there was only one person in that department, and he was currently operating the timber saw. So the phone just kept ringing.
But in all fairness, the SC had not been waiting THAT long, when he decided to take the worktop peices out of the trolley, prop them against the wall, and just walk out, leaving his other things on the scanner still, with the transaction still pending.
I was in a bit of a flap at this point- a small part of me was hoping he had finally decided to give in to reason and get a fucking flat bed trolley like I had told him to (and for those wondering why I didn't get it for him, I was manning the SSCOs, you can't leave them), but I knew what he had done. Twice he had said "just leave it" after all. He'd fucked off.
My supervisor came, and she thinks its a possibility its a scam. Now that worktop has been through the timber saw and cut down to size, we cannot sell it at its original price, and it will have to be marked down and put in the off-cuts. The fact he said "just leave it" only about 30 seconds after we discovered the lack of the barcode does indicate he could be planning to return in a day or two and try and buy it at mark-down price.
Suck the Second.
Just before my tea-break, I remembered seeing my supervisor with a very large sheet of polystyrene insulation. When I came back 15 minutes later, I was very surprised to see it still with her, only now broken quite cleanly into two halves. She was looking very disgruntled. I managed to pick up, as I continued serving that the customer had snapped it in 2 while she was looking for it on the online catalogue, I'm guessing just to make the size a little easier to handle (not that its heavy). However, once she found it on the catalogue and selected it, he disputed the price, claiming it had been about £7, when the catalogue said it was over £20. You can't really argue with the catalogue either- it is what it is, it goes by the EAN code. We've never had a problem with the prices being wrong with the OC before, only when people have clearly misread labels.
So he'd gone off looking for something else, leaving my supervisor very annoyed by the fact we now effectively had another "damaged" product that couldn't be resold at the correct price, and also that he was going back and forth, wanting different things, then changing his mind on them. My other supervisor had found some glue the SC needed for his project (lord knows what it was), claiming it would be better for it than what he'd picked out, and this SC was just giving them the run around. I started to find him suspicious.
Suck the Third.
Well, that same SC from Suck the Second, then came through my checkout, with a flat bed (YAY) and some cut up peices of plywood, that he'd clearly taken to the timber saw. Something tells me you'll know whats coming next.
I scanned the plywood, and it came up at £26.99.
He kicked off instantly "That's wrong! It's supposed to be £7.99!"
I asked him to wait a second, went straight to my supervisors, and the first thing I said was "This guy has got to be up to something!" I wasn't around for what followed. The flat bed was moved aside, my supervisor took the SC back to the timber area, where they found the plywood, found the price to say £26.99, and the SC continued to kick off, blah blah. Long story short, he chose something else, had that cut up, and this time, because someone else had guided him through the selection of it, when I scanned it up, there was no problem. But that was 2 different items he made unsellable, because he was frankly an idiot.
It doesn't seem this guy was trying to scam, now in hindsight anyway, but how fucking stupid have you got to be to do basically do that twice? When I saw him come back for the 3rd time, my heart sank, and I was already thinking "surely if this is about to happen again, he should be made to pay for this one?" To my relief, it didn't >.<
If only it was just children though. And if only you could demand they pay for the damage they have inflicted on our products.
All of the following happened on Friday:
Suck the First
This guy was a royal jerk, and I said as much quite loudly.
I was running the Self Service Checkouts at the time, and this man and his friend come along...with a worktop in a SHOPPING TROLLEY! In case you don't know, shopping trolleys like the ones you push around a supermarket are not designed to take the weight of huge, heavy items such as a worktop, as was CLEARLY obvious in this situation! The worktop had been through the timber-saw, with one quarter of its length cut off, both pieces in the trolley, but the longest part still towered over our heads, and as it was leaning to on the side of the trollley, the trolley was tipping. It was only upright because the SC was holding it upright. It was blatantly obvious this was dangerous.
So as the jackass approached a SSCO, I approached (carefully) and said "You really need to go and get a flat-bed trolley for that." (Designed for large, heavy items).
To which, the SC decides just yelling at his friend to hold the shopping trolley upright while he took his smaller items out of the trolley and placed them on the scanner. It wobbles dangerously, and its clear, they are struggling to keep it upright.
So I said, "No, sir, you really need to get the appropriate trolley for this, shopping trolleys are not designed to take this sort of weight, as you can clearly see- someone is going to get hurt!"
SC: "Well, I didn't know I was going to need it when I came in, alright?!"
It was then that, despite the worktop still having its plastic wrap on, we discovered there was no barcode. So I stepped far away from the trolley and its deadly cargo (it was now braced against a display, but was still needing human support, I was very anxious for other customers who now had to pass directly underneath the worktop to leave through SSCO) and phoned building, thinking, this is ok, this worktop has clearly JUST been through the timber saw, someone in that department will know immediately what I'm talking about and get me a barcode quite quickly (all the while, I'm planning all the ways I would happily help the man get sued if someone gets hit by the worktop).
However, what I didn't know was that there was only one person in that department, and he was currently operating the timber saw. So the phone just kept ringing.
But in all fairness, the SC had not been waiting THAT long, when he decided to take the worktop peices out of the trolley, prop them against the wall, and just walk out, leaving his other things on the scanner still, with the transaction still pending.
I was in a bit of a flap at this point- a small part of me was hoping he had finally decided to give in to reason and get a fucking flat bed trolley like I had told him to (and for those wondering why I didn't get it for him, I was manning the SSCOs, you can't leave them), but I knew what he had done. Twice he had said "just leave it" after all. He'd fucked off.
My supervisor came, and she thinks its a possibility its a scam. Now that worktop has been through the timber saw and cut down to size, we cannot sell it at its original price, and it will have to be marked down and put in the off-cuts. The fact he said "just leave it" only about 30 seconds after we discovered the lack of the barcode does indicate he could be planning to return in a day or two and try and buy it at mark-down price.
Suck the Second.
Just before my tea-break, I remembered seeing my supervisor with a very large sheet of polystyrene insulation. When I came back 15 minutes later, I was very surprised to see it still with her, only now broken quite cleanly into two halves. She was looking very disgruntled. I managed to pick up, as I continued serving that the customer had snapped it in 2 while she was looking for it on the online catalogue, I'm guessing just to make the size a little easier to handle (not that its heavy). However, once she found it on the catalogue and selected it, he disputed the price, claiming it had been about £7, when the catalogue said it was over £20. You can't really argue with the catalogue either- it is what it is, it goes by the EAN code. We've never had a problem with the prices being wrong with the OC before, only when people have clearly misread labels.
So he'd gone off looking for something else, leaving my supervisor very annoyed by the fact we now effectively had another "damaged" product that couldn't be resold at the correct price, and also that he was going back and forth, wanting different things, then changing his mind on them. My other supervisor had found some glue the SC needed for his project (lord knows what it was), claiming it would be better for it than what he'd picked out, and this SC was just giving them the run around. I started to find him suspicious.
Suck the Third.
Well, that same SC from Suck the Second, then came through my checkout, with a flat bed (YAY) and some cut up peices of plywood, that he'd clearly taken to the timber saw. Something tells me you'll know whats coming next.
I scanned the plywood, and it came up at £26.99.
He kicked off instantly "That's wrong! It's supposed to be £7.99!"
I asked him to wait a second, went straight to my supervisors, and the first thing I said was "This guy has got to be up to something!" I wasn't around for what followed. The flat bed was moved aside, my supervisor took the SC back to the timber area, where they found the plywood, found the price to say £26.99, and the SC continued to kick off, blah blah. Long story short, he chose something else, had that cut up, and this time, because someone else had guided him through the selection of it, when I scanned it up, there was no problem. But that was 2 different items he made unsellable, because he was frankly an idiot.
It doesn't seem this guy was trying to scam, now in hindsight anyway, but how fucking stupid have you got to be to do basically do that twice? When I saw him come back for the 3rd time, my heart sank, and I was already thinking "surely if this is about to happen again, he should be made to pay for this one?" To my relief, it didn't >.<
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