As you'll probably guess from reading this, it's been a long time since I worked retail. Processes change, especially in how gift certificates are done. I suspect that the lady in my story may be a large part of why this happened...
As usual, I was working by myself at the Shack when a Vulcan* woman walked in. She was clutching our latest flyer and was trying to communicate something to me. Since she couldn't speak English very well, and I couldn't speak Vulcan at all, we had some initial difficulty. Then I took a close look at the front page of the flyer and realized what she wanted.
Back in those days, we did hand-written gift certificates. It wasn't a big deal in that we hardly ever wrote any. It just wasn't the industry it is today. Anyway, the flyer she was showing me had a picture of a woman who was holding a few blank gift certificates. It was intended to show that the Shack did indeed sell them.
But my Vulcan friend had actually filled out each of these teeny tiny certificate pictures with her own name and was attempting to redeem them. Fortunately I was able to convey that these weren't real certificates. I'll even give her credit - I would have never thought to try that.
She wasn't nasty or rude at all. It made me laugh more than anything else.
*No, she wasn't really Vulcan. But she was a different nationality, so I wanted to mention it in a way that wouldn't result in this topic devolving to Fratching. And if you are a Vulcan, I apologize if you are offended in any way.
As usual, I was working by myself at the Shack when a Vulcan* woman walked in. She was clutching our latest flyer and was trying to communicate something to me. Since she couldn't speak English very well, and I couldn't speak Vulcan at all, we had some initial difficulty. Then I took a close look at the front page of the flyer and realized what she wanted.
Back in those days, we did hand-written gift certificates. It wasn't a big deal in that we hardly ever wrote any. It just wasn't the industry it is today. Anyway, the flyer she was showing me had a picture of a woman who was holding a few blank gift certificates. It was intended to show that the Shack did indeed sell them.
But my Vulcan friend had actually filled out each of these teeny tiny certificate pictures with her own name and was attempting to redeem them. Fortunately I was able to convey that these weren't real certificates. I'll even give her credit - I would have never thought to try that.
She wasn't nasty or rude at all. It made me laugh more than anything else.
*No, she wasn't really Vulcan. But she was a different nationality, so I wanted to mention it in a way that wouldn't result in this topic devolving to Fratching. And if you are a Vulcan, I apologize if you are offended in any way.
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