I spent a couple of years working as a service technician at a retail electronics chain. I'm not sure how these stories would classify, so feel free to move as you see fit.
Wipe Out
CH: Me
SC: The PITA himself
T: One of the best managers you could ever work for
CH: Good afternoon. What can I help you with today?
SC: I need ot have my Hard Drive formatted (Sets down a 1GB HDD, no anti-static bag, no computer case wrapped around it. Just the Hard drive)
CH: (I don't rememebr my exact words here but I went into this spiel about can't be held responsible for the drive sionce he brought it in without any kiond of ESD protection and needing him to sign a waiver)
SC: I shouldn't have to sign that. I just want my HDD reformatted.
CH: If I take this drive and it doesn't spin up, you could try and hold us responsible. That waiver needs to be signed before I can touch it.
SC: I just need my drive formatted. Can't you do that for me?
CH: Not without that waiver.
This goes on for a few minutes and and my Manager comes over
T: What's the problem here?
I explained the situation.
T: Either sign the waiver or please leave.
SC: Ok. (He fills out the paperwork)
CH: OK. That'll be $54.95. take this quote over to our registers and I'll get this taken care of for you. It should be done by the time you get back with the receipt.
SC: $54.95? I just want the drive formatted. I'm not paying that much.
CH: Sir, that's our cost for an hour labor. All jobs are a minimum of 1 hour labor.
SC: But it's only going to take a few minutes, you said so yourself.
CH: I'm sorry, but all jobs are a minimum of 1 hour labor.
Meanwhile, T sees me arguing with the customer again
T: Now what's going on?
I explain the new situation to him. T reaches down below the counter and pulls out an Electromagnet. He sets it on top of the HDD and turns it on.
CH:
T: There. It's formatted. Get away from my counter.
CH: Still
I don't know who had the more dumbfounded look on their face. Me or the customer.
I'll post more stories later...
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Wipe Out
CH: Me
SC: The PITA himself
T: One of the best managers you could ever work for
CH: Good afternoon. What can I help you with today?
SC: I need ot have my Hard Drive formatted (Sets down a 1GB HDD, no anti-static bag, no computer case wrapped around it. Just the Hard drive)
CH: (I don't rememebr my exact words here but I went into this spiel about can't be held responsible for the drive sionce he brought it in without any kiond of ESD protection and needing him to sign a waiver)
SC: I shouldn't have to sign that. I just want my HDD reformatted.
CH: If I take this drive and it doesn't spin up, you could try and hold us responsible. That waiver needs to be signed before I can touch it.
SC: I just need my drive formatted. Can't you do that for me?
CH: Not without that waiver.
This goes on for a few minutes and and my Manager comes over
T: What's the problem here?
I explained the situation.
T: Either sign the waiver or please leave.
SC: Ok. (He fills out the paperwork)
CH: OK. That'll be $54.95. take this quote over to our registers and I'll get this taken care of for you. It should be done by the time you get back with the receipt.
SC: $54.95? I just want the drive formatted. I'm not paying that much.
CH: Sir, that's our cost for an hour labor. All jobs are a minimum of 1 hour labor.
SC: But it's only going to take a few minutes, you said so yourself.
CH: I'm sorry, but all jobs are a minimum of 1 hour labor.
Meanwhile, T sees me arguing with the customer again
T: Now what's going on?
I explain the new situation to him. T reaches down below the counter and pulls out an Electromagnet. He sets it on top of the HDD and turns it on.
CH:

T: There. It's formatted. Get away from my counter.
CH: Still

I don't know who had the more dumbfounded look on their face. Me or the customer.
I'll post more stories later...
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