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  • "Good boy!"

    So I was filling stuff in household chemicals this afternoon when some harpy barked at me "Hey! See that stuff the spilled on the floor?"

    I looked down, to find a sizable quantity of some kind of clear, light brown-ish water. Not coffee or soda or even pee. The best guess I could make was melted snow off somebody's shoes, but there was a bit too much there for that to be the case.

    I told the harpy "Okay, I'll be back in a bit to clean that up."

    Her response: "Good boy" in the tone of voice a parent might use to congratulate their kid on not wetting the bed.

    I'm 29 years old, lady. I don't need to be talked down to like a 5-year-old. Oh wait, this is an SC I'm addressing.

    Filling up the mop bucket in the maintenance room, I thought to myself "If she's still there and she says something else to me, I'm telling her off. I'm not paid enough to put up with this shit." But fortunately for her, and probably myself too, she was gone when I returned.
    Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. Study hard. Be evil.

    "I never said I wasn't a horrible person."--Me, almost daily

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    If there is one thing I cannot stand, it's being patronized. Few things will raise my blood pressure faster.

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    • #3
      That's when you take the riding crop from out of it's hiding spot and say "No, you're a bad girl!"

      THWACK!

      Speaking of which, guess what the DataJager got me for christmas?
      Ridiculous 2009 Predictions: Evil Queen will beat Martha Stewart to death with a muffin pan. All hail Evil Queen! (Some things don't need elaboration.....) -- Jester

      Ridiculous 2010 Predictions: Evil Queen, after escaping prison for last years prediction, goes out and waffle irons Rachel Ray to death. -- SG15Z

      Ridiculous 2011 Prediction: Evil Queen will beat Gordon Ramsay over the head with a cast-iron skillet. -- FireHeart

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      • #4
        Wow Irv, for some reason I thought you were a fair bit older than that, maybe it's because you come across as so worn and jaded by SCs and inept management and/or CWs I just assumed you'd been around for quite awhile.
        "If we refund your money, give you a free replacement and shoot the manager, then will you be happy?" - sign seen in a restaurant

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        • #5
          Irv, if that would have been me, i would have stopped, turned to stare at her rather deliberately and slowly, then go back to what i was doing till she got the hint that she annoyed me. If she leaves then, i would then go and get the mop bucket and clean it up. If she didn't, i would have continued to ignore her. If situation got too tenuous, *throw paper towl onto floor, turn back*



          (yes, i totally would do that too)

          And i agree with CCtheSecond. I thought you were like...45 or something. Wow.

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          • #6
            Quoth Evil Queen View Post
            That's when you take the riding crop from out of it's hiding spot and say "No, you're a bad girl!"

            THWACK!

            Speaking of which, guess what the DataJager got me for christmas?
            A riding crop?

            S&M gear?

            I mean, since you are the Evil Queen and all....
            The best professors are mad scientists! -Zoom

            Now queen of USSR-Land...

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            • #7
              Quoth Krivak View Post
              And i agree with CCtheSecond. I thought you were like...45 or something. Wow.
              It just feels that way sometimes.
              Knowledge is power. Power corrupts. Study hard. Be evil.

              "I never said I wasn't a horrible person."--Me, almost daily

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              • #8
                On the contrary, I keep forgetting that Irv is actually a bit older than me and once in a while I think he's the same age as me.
                You really need to see a neurologist. - Wagegoth

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                • #9
                  Ugh, I hate when people do that! Especially when they do it in the sleazy "cooing" voice. It's like, hello, I'm not a flippin' dog!

                  Quoth Evil Queen View Post
                  That's when you take the riding crop from out of it's hiding spot and say "No, you're a bad girl!"
                  Eep this reminded me of one of the more awkward/super ultra creepy moments I've had at my current banking gig. I'd forgotten to give this guy his ID back after his transaction, so, naturally, he returned to ask for it. When I got it for him and apologized, he decided it would be appropriate to reply with:

                  "Ooooooh, baaad girl! I'm gonna have to give you a spanking!"

                  Me: WOW OKAY you have a nice day, good bye! *runs away to the back room*

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                  • #10
                    Gotta love the way that some customers think that talking to you like you are 5 years old will help them get their point across... If anything, it makes me less likely to want to help you!!!

                    Like when putting through a plan change on the internet and being told "oh, you are a good girl aren't you??"

                    What are you going to do? Pat me on the head and give me a doggy treat?

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                    • #11
                      Quoth alowlypotato View Post
                      Ugh, I hate when people do that! Especially when they do it in the sleazy "cooing" voice. It's like, hello, I'm not a flippin' dog!



                      Eep this reminded me of one of the more awkward/super ultra creepy moments I've had at my current banking gig. I'd forgotten to give this guy his ID back after his transaction, so, naturally, he returned to ask for it. When I got it for him and apologized, he decided it would be appropriate to reply with:

                      "Ooooooh, baaad girl! I'm gonna have to give you a spanking!"

                      Me: WOW OKAY you have a nice day, good bye! *runs away to the back room*
                      This happens to my female tellers numerous times a week. I actually had to tell someone to get out of the bank because they kept it up. I could tell she was uncomfortable too because she kept looking at me with that "help me" look.

                      I won't even repeat on here what he was saying to her.
                      There had to be DUMB in the water today. - Summerfly413

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                      • #12
                        Quoth AtDIelement View Post
                        This happens to my female tellers numerous times a week. I actually had to tell someone to get out of the bank because they kept it up. I could tell she was uncomfortable too because she kept looking at me with that "help me" look.

                        I won't even repeat on here what he was saying to her.
                        Good for you for booting his creepy old ass.

                        Most of these guys pull this crap because workers like tellers or cashiers can't easily get away from that sort of unwanted attention. It's good to see that some managers make a point of doing what they can to protect their charges.

                        ^-.-^
                        Faith is about what you do. It's about aspiring to be better and nobler and kinder than you are. It's about making sacrifices for the good of others. - Dresden

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                        • #13
                          I do what I can. I have an older woman probably in her late 70's who comes in all the time and hits on me.

                          I don't like it, so I know how they feel.
                          There had to be DUMB in the water today. - Summerfly413

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                          • #14
                            Quoth Irving Patrick Freleigh View Post
                            So I was filling stuff in household chemicals this afternoon when some harpy barked at me "Hey! See that stuff the spilled on the floor?"

                            I looked down, to find a sizable quantity of some kind of clear, light brown-ish water. Not coffee or soda or even pee. The best guess I could make was melted snow off somebody's shoes, but there was a bit too much there for that to be the case.

                            I told the harpy "Okay, I'll be back in a bit to clean that up."

                            Her response: "Good boy" in the tone of voice a parent might use to congratulate their kid on not wetting the bed.

                            I'm 29 years old, lady. I don't need to be talked down to like a 5-year-old. Oh wait, this is an SC I'm addressing.

                            Filling up the mop bucket in the maintenance room, I thought to myself "If she's still there and she says something else to me, I'm telling her off. I'm not paid enough to put up with this shit." But fortunately for her, and probably myself too, she was gone when I returned.
                            Your story reminded me of This blog post (mostly hebrew) by my favourite sports journalist.

                            He'd spent a day with with Bobby Goodman, who was Muhammed Ali's manager, and got some stories out of him.

                            One of them was about a training camp Ali held in Atlanta for one of his fights, where a Klan rally gathered. According to Goodman someone called out to Ali "What you up to, boy?" To which Ali replied "You called me Roy?" Which actually got a laugh from everyone around. Goodman says he then spent the next fifteen minutes yukking it up with them, they shook his hand, went away and didn't come back.

                            It's a story that would be hard to verify, and was almost certainly embellished, but I know what my response would be if someone called me boy.

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                            • #15
                              Quoth Zeddmore View Post
                              He'd spent a day with with Bobby Goodman, who was Muhammed Ali's manager, and got some stories out of him.
                              Speaking of Muhammed Ali, my neighbor is Muhammed Ali, a name which just happens to be the "John Smith" of the Arab world. He goes by Mike. On one of his visits to an Atlantic City casino he is registered at the casino as Muhammed Ali. Reporters kept knocking at his door thinking he was the other Muhammed Ali. His wife had a difficult time convincing the reporters that he wasn't the boxer.
                              "I don't have to be petty. The Universe does that for me."

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