Pretty sure I posted this story in my rant at Goth AM, but I'll retell it here, cause it still ticks me off.
One night, at Chesterfield, Goth AM and I are closing store... one cash drawer on the counter between the tills, being counted down. Some old fart comes up to our gate (down and locked)
"Do you guys have StarGate season n?"
GAM: *goes around corner, finds that we do indeed have that season* "Juwl, go let him in so I can ring him out."
M: "How about no?"
GAM: "I'll go let him in then."
M: *cursing under my breath, and lock my gaze on the till that is sitting on the counter as I ring the jackass out*
GAM: *after I finish the transaction, and the guy has left* "Now that's customer service!" *said as though he just learned how to use the toilet without wetting himself*
M: *thinking* "No, that's a liability issue, moron! The cash was right there in sight, how do we know he didn't want to rob us at gunpoint?"
Goth AM left us just before a Christmas rush to work at Hot Topic. And life got better.
One night, at Chesterfield, Goth AM and I are closing store... one cash drawer on the counter between the tills, being counted down. Some old fart comes up to our gate (down and locked)
"Do you guys have StarGate season n?"
GAM: *goes around corner, finds that we do indeed have that season* "Juwl, go let him in so I can ring him out."
M: "How about no?"
GAM: "I'll go let him in then."
M: *cursing under my breath, and lock my gaze on the till that is sitting on the counter as I ring the jackass out*
GAM: *after I finish the transaction, and the guy has left* "Now that's customer service!" *said as though he just learned how to use the toilet without wetting himself*
M: *thinking* "No, that's a liability issue, moron! The cash was right there in sight, how do we know he didn't want to rob us at gunpoint?"
Goth AM left us just before a Christmas rush to work at Hot Topic. And life got better.
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