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BG: I work in a fabric and craft store, part of a nationwide chain. And these didn't happen all in one day, I let the stories pile up until I have something worthy of a post.
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An older man comes up to my cash register with a small group of sewing items.
MAN: Do I get a discount for being male?
ME (
) : ...No...
MAN: Why not?!
ME: That would be discrimination.
MAN: Well, can you give me any discounts?!
The day he was in happened to be one of our Senior Days that we have a few times a year, and he qualified, so he went away happy. But the last time I checked, having a Y chromosome did not qualify anybody for any special treatment.
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There is a sign at the end of the aisle before you get to the registers saying, "Please Wait Here For Next Available Cashier". Few people ever do! Look folks, the customer I'm serving doesn't want you standing on her heels and looking over her shoulder while she's putting her PIN in the card reader! And if another cashier happens to open a till, you'll have to run back to them before the next customer in line gets there! Wait by the sign like you're supposed to!
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At the cutting counter, a guy brings up a roll of fabric with two pieces, says he wants all of it but to add it all together so he could use a coupon on all of it. I measure it out, one piece is 2.125 yards, the other is 8 yards, so I enter it into the handheld as 10.125 yards. So far no problem.
Then he wants me to cut the fabric into smaller pieces for his project.
I tell he we can't do that and charge him for one piece. He gets mad, so I call a manager over to deal with him. She puts her foot down, tells him that's called "special cuts" and it's against policy, if he were to return it we would not be able to accept such a return, etc. His response?
"What am I supposed to do, cut it myself?!"
Um, yes, that's pretty much the idea behind do-it-yourself, to do it yourself, isn't it?
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Today had a lady with two children buying a bunch of stuff. She then hands me an item the baby had been chewing on. It's covered with slobber, the tag is wet and disintegrating, totally unsellable. She didn't buy it, of course.
You know, when my son was a teething baby, I took his teething toys with me when we went somewhere. I knew where they'd been, in the dishwasher or clothes washer. I never used a store's merchandise for a teething toy! You don't know how long it's been sitting on a shelf, gathering dust, or what chemicals went into making it, or whether the last person who handled it had clean hands or may have sneezed on it. (Not to mention the fact that using/misusing store merchandise without paying for it could be considered shoplifting or vandalism, but I digress.) Does she care that little for her baby's health?!
***
An older man comes up to my cash register with a small group of sewing items.
MAN: Do I get a discount for being male?
ME (
) : ...No...MAN: Why not?!
ME: That would be discrimination.
MAN: Well, can you give me any discounts?!
The day he was in happened to be one of our Senior Days that we have a few times a year, and he qualified, so he went away happy. But the last time I checked, having a Y chromosome did not qualify anybody for any special treatment.
***
There is a sign at the end of the aisle before you get to the registers saying, "Please Wait Here For Next Available Cashier". Few people ever do! Look folks, the customer I'm serving doesn't want you standing on her heels and looking over her shoulder while she's putting her PIN in the card reader! And if another cashier happens to open a till, you'll have to run back to them before the next customer in line gets there! Wait by the sign like you're supposed to!
***
At the cutting counter, a guy brings up a roll of fabric with two pieces, says he wants all of it but to add it all together so he could use a coupon on all of it. I measure it out, one piece is 2.125 yards, the other is 8 yards, so I enter it into the handheld as 10.125 yards. So far no problem.
Then he wants me to cut the fabric into smaller pieces for his project.
I tell he we can't do that and charge him for one piece. He gets mad, so I call a manager over to deal with him. She puts her foot down, tells him that's called "special cuts" and it's against policy, if he were to return it we would not be able to accept such a return, etc. His response?
"What am I supposed to do, cut it myself?!"
Um, yes, that's pretty much the idea behind do-it-yourself, to do it yourself, isn't it?
***
Today had a lady with two children buying a bunch of stuff. She then hands me an item the baby had been chewing on. It's covered with slobber, the tag is wet and disintegrating, totally unsellable. She didn't buy it, of course.
You know, when my son was a teething baby, I took his teething toys with me when we went somewhere. I knew where they'd been, in the dishwasher or clothes washer. I never used a store's merchandise for a teething toy! You don't know how long it's been sitting on a shelf, gathering dust, or what chemicals went into making it, or whether the last person who handled it had clean hands or may have sneezed on it. (Not to mention the fact that using/misusing store merchandise without paying for it could be considered shoplifting or vandalism, but I digress.) Does she care that little for her baby's health?!
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