Just a bit of background...years ago, I worked in a bookstore that I really loved. It would've been perfect...if not for the damn sucky customers!! Here's one of my favorite "Did that just happen?" moments:
ME:
IM: Idiot Man
I'm working the information counter, when this gem of guy sauntered up to the desk.
ME: What can I help you find?
IM: (looking down his nose) Yes, I'm looking for books by Charles Dickenson.
ME: Ok. I'm not familiar with that author, would that be fiction or non-fiction?
IM: (snorts) Uh, FICTION.
ME: Ok...(looks up every resource in the computer we have, coming up with nothing) Sorry, having a bit of trouble, what type of fiction does he write?
IM: (stares at me for a minute) You honestly don't know DICKENSON???
ME: (feeling of dread overwhelms me) You don't mean Emily Dickenson, do you? You know, poetry?
IM: Oh my god! I can't believe YOU work at a bookstore!! I'm looking for CHARLES DICKENSON!! You know, he wrote classics!!
ME: Sir, do you mean Charles DICKENS???
IM: You really are an idiot, aren't you? DICKENSON!!! (practically yelling at this point) You know, Oliver Twist, A Christmas Carol!!! DICKENSON!!!!
ME: (so very done arguing with this jackhole!) Please follow me, sir.
IM: (ranting about how I'm retarded and don't know what I'm talking about)
ME: (Calmly leading him to the Lit. and Fiction section, stop right in front of all the books by Charles DICKENS) There you are sir. (walks away quickly)
IM: Excuse me...bu....(very quickly falls into an embarrassed silence)
ME:
ME:
IM: Idiot Man
I'm working the information counter, when this gem of guy sauntered up to the desk.
ME: What can I help you find?
IM: (looking down his nose) Yes, I'm looking for books by Charles Dickenson.
ME: Ok. I'm not familiar with that author, would that be fiction or non-fiction?
IM: (snorts) Uh, FICTION.
ME: Ok...(looks up every resource in the computer we have, coming up with nothing) Sorry, having a bit of trouble, what type of fiction does he write?
IM: (stares at me for a minute) You honestly don't know DICKENSON???
ME: (feeling of dread overwhelms me) You don't mean Emily Dickenson, do you? You know, poetry?
IM: Oh my god! I can't believe YOU work at a bookstore!! I'm looking for CHARLES DICKENSON!! You know, he wrote classics!!
ME: Sir, do you mean Charles DICKENS???
IM: You really are an idiot, aren't you? DICKENSON!!! (practically yelling at this point) You know, Oliver Twist, A Christmas Carol!!! DICKENSON!!!!
ME: (so very done arguing with this jackhole!) Please follow me, sir.
IM: (ranting about how I'm retarded and don't know what I'm talking about)
ME: (Calmly leading him to the Lit. and Fiction section, stop right in front of all the books by Charles DICKENS) There you are sir. (walks away quickly)
IM: Excuse me...bu....(very quickly falls into an embarrassed silence)
ME:
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