Lady went from needy to sucky... She comes up to ask for a price on something. Fine, even though we have price checkers, we aren't super close to one. Plus I know some displays aren't signed. Fair enough. Then she wants me to explain the difference between the packaged batting and by-the-yard batting. Again, fine. She goes to sucky right here by interrupting me several times. Then she does that helpless "oh, how do I buy this? Do I need to carry it?" Okay, that can be valid, it is heavy. I googled, and the bolt of batting weighs about 33 pounds. And it was a full bolt. I'm not saying that's the heaviest thing in the world, but it's an awkward shape and just hard to carry.
So I grab it and start walking to the counter. As I'm almost all the way down the next aisle over, I very faintly hear her ask something about the difference between battings.
....Yeah, she's still standing way back where we started, talking to me after seeing me pick up the batting and walk away with it. I didn't respond, I barely heard her in the first place.
I get to the counter and go to dump it. She walks over to the other side and says "my stuff's over here." She'd placed several bolts on the counter. First off, I found it rude, it just felt like she was bossing me around for no reason. Oh, you're stuff is there? Why does that matter, you will likely have to move when your number is called. Second, on the very far end we have about a foot and a half of space which is taken up by a phone and the silly item of the month display. So this giant batting is clearly not going to fit. I'd have to put it in a CW's way. Also, probably you all remember that I have an almost unreasonable protectiveness for the counter space. Don't put stuff on it unless you're number has been called! Even if there are multiple counters free, don't. do. it. You put your stuff there, then another person does, then another... You see how that works?
I'm also baffled by the amount of people who insist on putting their stuff right on that small space. It's directly next to the take-a-ticket holder, so they end up blocking other people. Plus there is nearly always someone cutting at the nearest counter, so they stand shoulder to shoulder with a random customer, when there's tons of room EVERYWHERE around. It's like how I read on here about people pushing their stuff over the scanners at the grocery store. Why, I ask you, why?
Anyway, wasn't dramatic or anything. I was fairly stressed about school stuff, and so I may have kinda huffed off. It was just one of those days, and this lady poked all my pet peeves.
So I grab it and start walking to the counter. As I'm almost all the way down the next aisle over, I very faintly hear her ask something about the difference between battings.
....Yeah, she's still standing way back where we started, talking to me after seeing me pick up the batting and walk away with it. I didn't respond, I barely heard her in the first place.
I get to the counter and go to dump it. She walks over to the other side and says "my stuff's over here." She'd placed several bolts on the counter. First off, I found it rude, it just felt like she was bossing me around for no reason. Oh, you're stuff is there? Why does that matter, you will likely have to move when your number is called. Second, on the very far end we have about a foot and a half of space which is taken up by a phone and the silly item of the month display. So this giant batting is clearly not going to fit. I'd have to put it in a CW's way. Also, probably you all remember that I have an almost unreasonable protectiveness for the counter space. Don't put stuff on it unless you're number has been called! Even if there are multiple counters free, don't. do. it. You put your stuff there, then another person does, then another... You see how that works?
I'm also baffled by the amount of people who insist on putting their stuff right on that small space. It's directly next to the take-a-ticket holder, so they end up blocking other people. Plus there is nearly always someone cutting at the nearest counter, so they stand shoulder to shoulder with a random customer, when there's tons of room EVERYWHERE around. It's like how I read on here about people pushing their stuff over the scanners at the grocery store. Why, I ask you, why?
Anyway, wasn't dramatic or anything. I was fairly stressed about school stuff, and so I may have kinda huffed off. It was just one of those days, and this lady poked all my pet peeves.
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