Random guy I've never seen before walks into locksmiths shop:
Me: How may I help you?
RG: I need to talk to a locksmiths
Me: Yeeessss??
RG:......
Me:.......
RG: I need to talk to a locksmith about tools
Me: What kind of tools?
RG: I need to talk to a LOCKSMITH about tools and how to use them
(Side note: I'm female)
Me: I am able to help with that
RG: No, I need to talk to a LOCKSMITH!
Me: I AM a LOCKSMITH
* Insert more dribble about how he needs to talk a locksmith that KNOWS about locksmithing tools, blah, blah, blah......
So he finally deigns a lowly female to maybe know a little bit about locksmithing and comes out with this BS
RG: I work with banks doing foreclosures. I have to go into houses, change the locks and winterize plumbing, etc. I need to buy break in tools and have the locksmith teach me how to use them.
Me: Uhmmm... NO. We can't do that.
RG: WHY NOT???? You are just jealous and don't want me taking business away from you.
Me: We can't do that, because I have no Idea who you are and we are not teaching random strangers how to break into houses and supplying them with tools.
RG: I have a legit business, here is one of my cards
*hands me card that is obviously home made and printed on regular paper, not even card stock*
Me: ........
RG: I want to talk to your boss!
Me: You'll have to leave a message, he's not in right now.
RG: So how do you get into houses???
Me: I pick the lock!
Rg: Seee, that's all I wanna learn, sweetie.
Me: Would you like to leave a message for the boss?
RG: Just show me real quick, hon!
Me: Would you like to leave a message for the boss?
RG: You don't have to be like that. I won't tell anybody who showed me
Me: Would you like to leave a message for the boss?
There were a few more attempts at "sweet talking" me <gag> before my friend, the 6ft 200lb maintenance guy for the local business park walked in and RG decided to beat feet.
Me: How may I help you?
RG: I need to talk to a locksmiths
Me: Yeeessss??
RG:......
Me:.......
RG: I need to talk to a locksmith about tools
Me: What kind of tools?
RG: I need to talk to a LOCKSMITH about tools and how to use them
(Side note: I'm female)
Me: I am able to help with that
RG: No, I need to talk to a LOCKSMITH!
Me: I AM a LOCKSMITH
* Insert more dribble about how he needs to talk a locksmith that KNOWS about locksmithing tools, blah, blah, blah......
So he finally deigns a lowly female to maybe know a little bit about locksmithing and comes out with this BS
RG: I work with banks doing foreclosures. I have to go into houses, change the locks and winterize plumbing, etc. I need to buy break in tools and have the locksmith teach me how to use them.
Me: Uhmmm... NO. We can't do that.
RG: WHY NOT???? You are just jealous and don't want me taking business away from you.
Me: We can't do that, because I have no Idea who you are and we are not teaching random strangers how to break into houses and supplying them with tools.
RG: I have a legit business, here is one of my cards
*hands me card that is obviously home made and printed on regular paper, not even card stock*
Me: ........
RG: I want to talk to your boss!
Me: You'll have to leave a message, he's not in right now.
RG: So how do you get into houses???
Me: I pick the lock!
Rg: Seee, that's all I wanna learn, sweetie.
Me: Would you like to leave a message for the boss?
RG: Just show me real quick, hon!
Me: Would you like to leave a message for the boss?
RG: You don't have to be like that. I won't tell anybody who showed me
Me: Would you like to leave a message for the boss?
There were a few more attempts at "sweet talking" me <gag> before my friend, the 6ft 200lb maintenance guy for the local business park walked in and RG decided to beat feet.
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