An old story of mine, thought about this when I saw this same situation at a grocery store. I am also amazed that some SCs think that being young means that we know nothing. I'm not saying us youth know everything but there are some things we are good at. I've seen some stupid youth myself working at Whiskeyclone.
As you all know I was usually stuck in the VIP Lot or the MUSA lot. At one point I was being put in MUSA more often for whatever reason and I was usually left in charge for certain areas (Bank Row and Musa being one of them.)
This usually did not go over well with my SCs. MUSA is a reserved lot, people have their own parking spaces and they pay a lot for these spots. Now I rarely had any MUSA spot holders act like SCs, they kept to themselves most of the time and knew the rules.
Anyway, one cold February evening of this year I (A 19 year old me) am standing around just watching traffic go by and answering the occasional question. Just a normal night for once. A SUV pulls up with the driver asking me if there's a handicap spot available in MUSA which he points to. In the car is his buddy and the driver's wife. I tell them that there are not any handicap spots in there. I point them out to the lot we have set up which is the same distance from MUSA to the entrance. They snapped.
"LET US IN!! WE HAVE A RIGHT TO PARK IN THERE!" They screamed.
I tell them that I can't, I follow company policy and it would anger our spot holders. They ask me why, I give my spiel of "This is a reserved lot, people pay for a spot of their own and it wouldn't be fair to them if I gave a spot to someone who doesn't own a spot."
So what they ask, your going to get people who won't show up.
I can't predict who is going to show up and who isn't going to show up, I tell them that unless you have a pass with a spot number FOR THIS GAME you can get in, otherwise you have to go this way. *I point to my right*
They ask for the person in charge I tell them that I'm in charge. They freak.
"You're IN CHARGE!?!?! HOW OLD ARE YOU!?"
"19, and I know what I'm doing." I reply.
Then they go off on a rant about me being young and stupid (Yeah right, I worked Whiskeyclone for 2 years and I know every little thing about it.) they whine that I shouldn't be in charge. I've had it.
"Here's the deal, you do not have a PASS. I cannot let you in without a pass. Unless you remember that you have a pass with a specific spot number on it. The holders in this lot understand that, and the guests in this lot understand that when they come here. No pass, no entry. Simple concept."
Speechless, they drive off with their tires squealing. I get back to my duties.
As you all know I was usually stuck in the VIP Lot or the MUSA lot. At one point I was being put in MUSA more often for whatever reason and I was usually left in charge for certain areas (Bank Row and Musa being one of them.)
This usually did not go over well with my SCs. MUSA is a reserved lot, people have their own parking spaces and they pay a lot for these spots. Now I rarely had any MUSA spot holders act like SCs, they kept to themselves most of the time and knew the rules.
Anyway, one cold February evening of this year I (A 19 year old me) am standing around just watching traffic go by and answering the occasional question. Just a normal night for once. A SUV pulls up with the driver asking me if there's a handicap spot available in MUSA which he points to. In the car is his buddy and the driver's wife. I tell them that there are not any handicap spots in there. I point them out to the lot we have set up which is the same distance from MUSA to the entrance. They snapped.
"LET US IN!! WE HAVE A RIGHT TO PARK IN THERE!" They screamed.
I tell them that I can't, I follow company policy and it would anger our spot holders. They ask me why, I give my spiel of "This is a reserved lot, people pay for a spot of their own and it wouldn't be fair to them if I gave a spot to someone who doesn't own a spot."
So what they ask, your going to get people who won't show up.
I can't predict who is going to show up and who isn't going to show up, I tell them that unless you have a pass with a spot number FOR THIS GAME you can get in, otherwise you have to go this way. *I point to my right*
They ask for the person in charge I tell them that I'm in charge. They freak.
"You're IN CHARGE!?!?! HOW OLD ARE YOU!?"
"19, and I know what I'm doing." I reply.
Then they go off on a rant about me being young and stupid (Yeah right, I worked Whiskeyclone for 2 years and I know every little thing about it.) they whine that I shouldn't be in charge. I've had it.
"Here's the deal, you do not have a PASS. I cannot let you in without a pass. Unless you remember that you have a pass with a specific spot number on it. The holders in this lot understand that, and the guests in this lot understand that when they come here. No pass, no entry. Simple concept."
Speechless, they drive off with their tires squealing. I get back to my duties.
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