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Before I go into too much detail, let me start by saying that this happened yesterday. I had asked my sup, D, if I could keep my cell phone on my person because my grandmother was getting follow-up treatment for some surgery back in December to remove stomach cancer and I wanted to stay informed. Normally we aren't allowed to, but she made an exception for me so long as I kept it on vibrate. I forgot to do so. Note this, it becomes crucial later.
Now let's cut to the chase. I get into a typical argument with an SC over why she can't use her 3-year old coupon for her purchase. She still refuses to take "no" for an answer, and any other customers have moved out of my lane because this is taking so long. At this point in time the conversation went as such:
SC: But it says March 10th! I should be able to use it!
Nashida: It says March 10, 2005. I'm sorry, but I can't take it.
SC: I don't want to pay full price if I don't have to!
Nashida: Well, in this case you'll have to pay full price, it's 3 years old.
SC: I'm very good friends with [store manager] and he'll fire you if you don't do it!
Nashida: If you're such good friends with him, then you'd know his strict coupon policy.
SC: Please, just take it, I don't want it!
Nashida: Then throw it away, I can't use it on your order.
Around this time a customer the next lane over purchased a Cracker Jack and has pulled over somewhere nearby to watch the show, munching away. Note this guy too.
SC: I want [store manager] out here right now, so he can fire you, you [insert XX many explicitives ] !
Right about this time my mother decides to call me from the hospital to give me an update about my grandmother. At the time my ringtone was, of all things, Achmed the Dead Terrorist from one of Jeff Dunham's acts. He screams out "Silence! I kill you!", and the SC shuts up. "Okay....just...just total it up...forget the coupon....", she says, her eyes as wide as saucers.
We finish her total (Achmed's still screaming, I haven't answered the phone yet.), and she leaves after getting a scolding from my sup about such language when children were present. Cracker Jack swings over and goes "Was that your phone?" I nod and he just laughs. "I would have said the same thing. No means no."
I wanted to hug him, so much.
Now let's cut to the chase. I get into a typical argument with an SC over why she can't use her 3-year old coupon for her purchase. She still refuses to take "no" for an answer, and any other customers have moved out of my lane because this is taking so long. At this point in time the conversation went as such:
SC: But it says March 10th! I should be able to use it!
Nashida: It says March 10, 2005. I'm sorry, but I can't take it.
SC: I don't want to pay full price if I don't have to!
Nashida: Well, in this case you'll have to pay full price, it's 3 years old.
SC: I'm very good friends with [store manager] and he'll fire you if you don't do it!
Nashida: If you're such good friends with him, then you'd know his strict coupon policy.
SC: Please, just take it, I don't want it!
Nashida: Then throw it away, I can't use it on your order.
Around this time a customer the next lane over purchased a Cracker Jack and has pulled over somewhere nearby to watch the show, munching away. Note this guy too.
SC: I want [store manager] out here right now, so he can fire you, you [insert XX many explicitives ] !
Right about this time my mother decides to call me from the hospital to give me an update about my grandmother. At the time my ringtone was, of all things, Achmed the Dead Terrorist from one of Jeff Dunham's acts. He screams out "Silence! I kill you!", and the SC shuts up. "Okay....just...just total it up...forget the coupon....", she says, her eyes as wide as saucers.
We finish her total (Achmed's still screaming, I haven't answered the phone yet.), and she leaves after getting a scolding from my sup about such language when children were present. Cracker Jack swings over and goes "Was that your phone?" I nod and he just laughs. "I would have said the same thing. No means no."
I wanted to hug him, so much.
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