So back when I worked at the fabric store there was this lady who came in frequently. She definitely had some sort of problem, possibly mentally and physically. She would come to the cutting counter and when an employee was finished with a customer, she would just come up and want her fabric cut. We had tried to explain the ticket system many times. I really don't know if she didn't understand or just didn't care. Either way she would very loudly say how much fabric she wanted and ignore us. It's very possible she has a hearing and/or eyesight problem.
After a while those of us who had worked there for a while knew her and would bypass trying to explain, look at the other people waiting apologize to them, and help this lady. Which was hard sometimes, when there was a lot of people waiting, and had been waiting for waaaay longer than this lady who essentially got helped immediately. I tried to not actively dislike her, tried to tell myself she wasn't doing it on purpose, but it's hard you know? When she seemed very abrasive and downright rude. If a CW didn't know her problems and tried to nicely tell her she was not next she'd be like "Two yards! NO! I'm next! TWO YARDS!" And when she got her cutting slip, she would storm off and not say thank you. I'm pretty sure that one time (heard this second hand) she got into an argument with someone (her caregiver?) and the caregiver left, and the manager had to call the police non-emergency line to get someone to take her home. But when I saw her she never had a caregiver, so I don't know if it's the same lady. We had quite a decent amount of troubled people who came through. It's a shame, because it's not their fault, but it's also hard to deal with as an employee.
Anyway... I've seen her a couple times. I think she moved into my apartment complex. I don't think she recognized me yet but in the past week or so I've suddenly seen her a lot. Meep.
ETA: Bleck, I sound super mean, slightly regretting this post. I guess I'm just somewhat traumatized because I remember how I felt when I had to help her and now she's in my complex and bringing the memories back.
After a while those of us who had worked there for a while knew her and would bypass trying to explain, look at the other people waiting apologize to them, and help this lady. Which was hard sometimes, when there was a lot of people waiting, and had been waiting for waaaay longer than this lady who essentially got helped immediately. I tried to not actively dislike her, tried to tell myself she wasn't doing it on purpose, but it's hard you know? When she seemed very abrasive and downright rude. If a CW didn't know her problems and tried to nicely tell her she was not next she'd be like "Two yards! NO! I'm next! TWO YARDS!" And when she got her cutting slip, she would storm off and not say thank you. I'm pretty sure that one time (heard this second hand) she got into an argument with someone (her caregiver?) and the caregiver left, and the manager had to call the police non-emergency line to get someone to take her home. But when I saw her she never had a caregiver, so I don't know if it's the same lady. We had quite a decent amount of troubled people who came through. It's a shame, because it's not their fault, but it's also hard to deal with as an employee.
Anyway... I've seen her a couple times. I think she moved into my apartment complex. I don't think she recognized me yet but in the past week or so I've suddenly seen her a lot. Meep.
ETA: Bleck, I sound super mean, slightly regretting this post. I guess I'm just somewhat traumatized because I remember how I felt when I had to help her and now she's in my complex and bringing the memories back.
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