Of all the years I've worked in retail in it's various forms the worst type of customers have to be the ones who develop some kind of infatuation with you and make pathetic excuses to come into the store.
When I worked in mobile phones the guy who worked at the council rubbish tip decided he needed intense and regular training from me on every operation of his mobile phone.
He stunk to high heaven. Trust me. It was not just oflactory, it was so bad it actually developed into a combination of every sense in your body in a kind of self defense mechanism. His phone was also incrusted with crap, god only knows what it was, but it was awful and I had to handle it. I was brought up on a farm and will happily handle stuff that other people run screaming from. Of course all the guys I worked with thought this was hugely amusing.
One day after he came in for yet another of his protracted voicemail questions I stunk so bad I had to be sent home for the rest of the day.
I should have asked for danger money. God knows what kind of diseases I could have caught.
When I worked in mobile phones the guy who worked at the council rubbish tip decided he needed intense and regular training from me on every operation of his mobile phone.
He stunk to high heaven. Trust me. It was not just oflactory, it was so bad it actually developed into a combination of every sense in your body in a kind of self defense mechanism. His phone was also incrusted with crap, god only knows what it was, but it was awful and I had to handle it. I was brought up on a farm and will happily handle stuff that other people run screaming from. Of course all the guys I worked with thought this was hugely amusing.
One day after he came in for yet another of his protracted voicemail questions I stunk so bad I had to be sent home for the rest of the day.
I should have asked for danger money. God knows what kind of diseases I could have caught.
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