Had a fun little scam come in this afternoon.
Idiot: Duh
Me:
*buzzes in person-that-looks-like-a-customer*
Idiot: Hi, I work for a company that sells plastic bags...
Me: No thank you, we don't use plastic here
Idiot: Paper?
Me: Yup. We have a contract with a company. Thank you, though. *turns back to pile of paperwork a mile high*
Idiot: What about garbage bags? I sell those too...
Me: No, thank you. Our contract is for all our supplies. We're very happy with the company we use.
Idiot: You know you're making it sound like I don't work for a company. I work for a company! Stop making it sound like I don't!
Me: Um...ok. Thank you. Have a good day...
Idiot: You know, if you're going to be in this neighbourhood (bg note: we've just had our second anniversary, profits are decent, sales are on an upward trend, and I've never seen the guy before in my life), you should be nicer to people. You're very rude! *tries to storm out, fails to turn handle on door, struggles with door, finally gets out*
Me (to myself): Aaand you've just confirmed my thought that you're a scammer! Thankyouverymuchandhaveanicedaynowf***off!
Watched him wander up and down the street a little bit, then narrowly miss being hit by a car.
I love the dumbass accusation that I'm being rude. Kept me giggling for a few minutes. I mean, really...you can't even tell me the NAME of your company, or hand me a card, and you expect me to buy something? Hell, even the guys who sell meat out of their TRUCKS have a better sales pitch!
Idiot: Duh
Me:
*buzzes in person-that-looks-like-a-customer*
Idiot: Hi, I work for a company that sells plastic bags...
Me: No thank you, we don't use plastic here
Idiot: Paper?
Me: Yup. We have a contract with a company. Thank you, though. *turns back to pile of paperwork a mile high*
Idiot: What about garbage bags? I sell those too...
Me: No, thank you. Our contract is for all our supplies. We're very happy with the company we use.
Idiot: You know you're making it sound like I don't work for a company. I work for a company! Stop making it sound like I don't!
Me: Um...ok. Thank you. Have a good day...
Idiot: You know, if you're going to be in this neighbourhood (bg note: we've just had our second anniversary, profits are decent, sales are on an upward trend, and I've never seen the guy before in my life), you should be nicer to people. You're very rude! *tries to storm out, fails to turn handle on door, struggles with door, finally gets out*
Me (to myself): Aaand you've just confirmed my thought that you're a scammer! Thankyouverymuchandhaveanicedaynowf***off!
Watched him wander up and down the street a little bit, then narrowly miss being hit by a car.
I love the dumbass accusation that I'm being rude. Kept me giggling for a few minutes. I mean, really...you can't even tell me the NAME of your company, or hand me a card, and you expect me to buy something? Hell, even the guys who sell meat out of their TRUCKS have a better sales pitch!
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