Warning to SCs: I am timid only until ANGRY *language warning*

[Nox]

I'm usually very easy to boss around. I'm shy, I do as I'm told, follow the rules, try not to rock the boat. I also cry at the drop of a hat. In short, I'm a total wimp, and it gets projected by everything I do, making me an easy target for SCs. But make me angry and I will carve the flesh from your bones with a single look. True fact. This SC found this out the hard way.

Me: /
SC: talking to him rationally was

Me: Hello, how can I-
SC: Where's the booze!
Me: (this is a health and beauty store, the only alchohol we have is stuff for cleaning your hands) ...We don't have alchohol here sir. This is <insert store name here>.
SC: Yeah, but where's the booze.
Me: (still timid)...there is none sir. We don't sell-
SC: Where is it!
Me: There's no store in the complex that sells alchohol that I know of sir. (I don't really keep track of these things, given that I can't legally drink yet. Still timid at this point)
SC: Where? You hiding it or something?
Me: (still timid, but temper flaring) There isn't any alchohol here sir, and if you're not going to buy anything and don't need my help, would you please allow me to put other customers through?
SC: No! I want booze, you little #&*@^$(!!!!
MeAlmost angry) There is no booze here, sir!
SC: Yes there is! You're just stupid! Stupid!



Commence anger NOW. I hate being called stupid. Call me bitch, slut, insult my mother but DO NOT call me stupid. I will rip out your large intestine and strangle you with it if I think I'll get away with it. Mr. SC, prepare to die... or at least be publically humiliated.

Me: (sweetly) Would you like me to ask the manager sir?
SC: Yeah! I wanna talk to someone with a brain! *insert boorish laughter hear... great one sir, really great*

I called the manager. I wink at the next person in line, who has been on my side, glaring at at SC and smiling at me. As I hear the manager approach, I do 11 years of acting training proud and burst into tears. I "tearfully" explain that this man was quite abusively asking for alchohol and I hadn't known where there was a place that stole any in the complex. It was all true, it just didn't make me cry.

The guy isn't allowed back, and I got an extended break.

I know it was underhanded, but it felt good.

[Shironu-Akaineko]

I used he same trick when the previous assistant manager (assman, I so lovingly called him) went uber abusive on me.

The store manager never listened to me about his abuse (screaming and namecalling) so I faked a giant tearfest.

Hey, to communicate with them, you gotta lower yourself to their level.
Now he's gone and the new assman is a total doll to work for.

[air914]

Man I wish I could cry on cue like that!! It takes me awhile to work something like that up - or at least it used to when I was in acting..........

[Becks]

I can act like I'm crying on cue. If I do it long enough, I actually do start crying for real.

Guys don't know the difference.

[XCashier]

I know it was underhanded, but it felt good.

Underhanded, perhaps, but the asshat deserved it. If he's too stupid to tell a health and beauty store from a liquor store, and vicious and abusive to the help, he deserves to have a new one ripped.

[Marxfan]

You rock! That abusive bozo had no right at all to treat you like that! Besides, think of it as honing your acting chops for your brilliant, future career...

[DGoddessChardonnay]

I can act like I'm crying on cue. If I do it long enough, I actually do start crying for real.

Guys don't know the difference.

I can pull a major one but for some reason, I get ignored.

Maybe they'd pay better attention if I started throwing stuff around . . .

[Tigress]

I don't cry very easily and can't do it on cue. But, apparently, I am very frightening when I'm angry.

Normally, I'm pretty easy-going. I'll willingly make a total ass of myself if it will make someone smile. (Probably why I make an awesome cosplayer.) If someone is sucky customer with me, I'll just make fun of them when s/he leaves and get back to work.

But when a customer pushes me into the red zone (a rare occurance in and of itself), I have had co-workers literally plead with me to calm down. I don't know how a 5'2, 150 lb. blond chick with big boobs can intimidate anyone, but I actually had a manager tell me that he feared for his personal safety one time when I told him I could use more hours as I was leaving the store. I don't know if it was my stance or my tone, but he made damn sure that I got some more hours the following week.

One of my co-workers also stated that my direct manager is a little scared of me, too. That would explain why I get all my time-off requests approved with no guff and he doesn't try to micromanage me as much as the guys. And he asked my senoir to talk to be about various issues with the department, instead of doing so himself.

It's common knowledge that I'm a second degree black belt and have been an active martial artist for almost half my life. So maybe they're just scared I'm going to hurt them a lot.

[Amethyst Hunter]

Commence anger NOW. I hate being called stupid. Call me bitch, slut, insult my mother but DO NOT call me stupid. I will rip out your large intestine and strangle you with it if I think I'll get away with it.

Oh yes. Yes yes yes yes yes yes. This is one of my BIGGEST peeves, work or otherwise. I freely admit that I am not the brightest crayon in the box - just talking to me on any given day will probably make you think that I'm a few beers shy of a six-pack (thank you ADD) - but I AM smarter than the average rock, and I don't take kindly to being insulted.

Good on you for owning the SC's dumb ass!

[Horsetuna]

I do that too. I am very small and sweet seeming, and I used to do this with crappy players at the Casino I worked at. I wouldn't burst into tears immediately, but I could do a really good lip tremble and inhale shakily a few times and go VERY quiet.

I wish I had pulled it on Wallie, the Manager From Hell though. Actually, he made me cry for REAL and didnt' give a crap.

[Becks]

I can pull a major one but for some reason, I get ignored.

Maybe they'd pay better attention if I started throwing stuff around . . .

Throwing stuff rules.

I try not to do that, though.

Knives and all.

[Zombi]

Crying's never worked for me, since I tend to do it when no-one's there to see. Like when my prick of a co-worker called me lazy, and I held it together for a while, then went off and had a blub in the bathroom. Mind you, I'm so hardcore that one of my other co-workers took one look at me when I came back and said, 'Oh, love, have you been crying?', and I started off again.
I have been known to go all Exorcist-style on people, though - black metal has taught me so much, and Vivian Slaughter is God(ess).