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The Return of the Credit Card Bitch
No, she didn't try to use her husband's sister's dog's credit card this time.
"Debit or credit?" I ask, as always before I let someone swipe their card.
"Oh." She pauses to sneer. "Debit. Last time I came in here they wouldn't let me use my credit card because I didn't have my ID. It was ridiculous."
Yes, you idiot. I was there. I believe I'm the one who told you it was for your own protection. I also seem to recall you saying you wouldn't shop here again. I still hope someone steals your card, you stuck up moron.
I can apparently pull Wiis out of my asshole.
SC: Do you have any Wiis?
Me: No ma'am, we sold our last one a couple of minutes ago. It was traded in, so it was used, but someone came and bought it a few minutes ago.
SC: Well I was told you wouldn't have any until the end of the month, I want one now and you will get it for me! If you have enough to sell to everyone else you have enough to sell to me.
Me: Someone traded one in, ma'am. (Yes, I was beginning to get sarcastic.) We have no way of telling when people are going to trade one in, so we had one, and you know how popular the Wii is. We sold it as soon as we got it in.
SC: I don't believe that! I'm going to your other store because they'll sell me one!
Sigh. No they won't. And neither will anyone else within 100 miles. I called the other store to let them know she was coming, and they similiarly sighed.
I'm not stupid, and you're not 17.
Girl tries to buy Resident Evil 4 from me. It cannot be sold to anyone under 17. She was not 17. She tried to tell me her birthdate, and stuttered on the year. Couldn't produce an ID. Whined and moaned about it and wouldn't get away from my counter, telling me that I wasn't cool, that I looked like I'd be cool. It was obvious she was..I don't know, all of 13.
I tell her this: "I'll be cool when your parents will be cool enough to come in here and decide whether it's cool enough to buy this cool mature rated game for you, which isn't cool for children under the age of 17 without the cool approval of their parents."
I think I blew her mind.
You don't want something for free, you're an idiot.
Our discount card costs money because it comes with a magazine subscription. It costs money unless you buy/trade-in $140.00 worth of used crap. So what I don't understand is this: You've spent $140.00 on used games. You can get the discount card for free. It saves you 10% on all used stuff for a year, and adds 10% to your trade-ins. WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU NOT WANT IT?! It's not a credit card, it doesn't affect your bank account, all it does is save you money.
FAIL.
Officially, the only triumph of the day.
The guy who bought that used Wii? He had called ahead to ask about it, called again to get directions, and call again to confirm we still had it. Me and the guy I worked with today talked to him, and I wrung him up. As he turned to leave the counter, he tossed to twenties on the desk behind the counter and says, "This is for you guys." For a Wii. He was gone before I could try to be modest and protest. Score forty for the good team.
The Return of the Credit Card Bitch
No, she didn't try to use her husband's sister's dog's credit card this time.
"Debit or credit?" I ask, as always before I let someone swipe their card.
"Oh." She pauses to sneer. "Debit. Last time I came in here they wouldn't let me use my credit card because I didn't have my ID. It was ridiculous."
Yes, you idiot. I was there. I believe I'm the one who told you it was for your own protection. I also seem to recall you saying you wouldn't shop here again. I still hope someone steals your card, you stuck up moron.
I can apparently pull Wiis out of my asshole.
SC: Do you have any Wiis?
Me: No ma'am, we sold our last one a couple of minutes ago. It was traded in, so it was used, but someone came and bought it a few minutes ago.
SC: Well I was told you wouldn't have any until the end of the month, I want one now and you will get it for me! If you have enough to sell to everyone else you have enough to sell to me.
Me: Someone traded one in, ma'am. (Yes, I was beginning to get sarcastic.) We have no way of telling when people are going to trade one in, so we had one, and you know how popular the Wii is. We sold it as soon as we got it in.
SC: I don't believe that! I'm going to your other store because they'll sell me one!
Sigh. No they won't. And neither will anyone else within 100 miles. I called the other store to let them know she was coming, and they similiarly sighed.
I'm not stupid, and you're not 17.
Girl tries to buy Resident Evil 4 from me. It cannot be sold to anyone under 17. She was not 17. She tried to tell me her birthdate, and stuttered on the year. Couldn't produce an ID. Whined and moaned about it and wouldn't get away from my counter, telling me that I wasn't cool, that I looked like I'd be cool. It was obvious she was..I don't know, all of 13.
I tell her this: "I'll be cool when your parents will be cool enough to come in here and decide whether it's cool enough to buy this cool mature rated game for you, which isn't cool for children under the age of 17 without the cool approval of their parents."
I think I blew her mind.
You don't want something for free, you're an idiot.
Our discount card costs money because it comes with a magazine subscription. It costs money unless you buy/trade-in $140.00 worth of used crap. So what I don't understand is this: You've spent $140.00 on used games. You can get the discount card for free. It saves you 10% on all used stuff for a year, and adds 10% to your trade-ins. WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU NOT WANT IT?! It's not a credit card, it doesn't affect your bank account, all it does is save you money.
FAIL.
Officially, the only triumph of the day.
The guy who bought that used Wii? He had called ahead to ask about it, called again to get directions, and call again to confirm we still had it. Me and the guy I worked with today talked to him, and I wrung him up. As he turned to leave the counter, he tossed to twenties on the desk behind the counter and says, "This is for you guys." For a Wii. He was gone before I could try to be modest and protest. Score forty for the good team.
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