I apologize if I got that song stuck in anyone's head. Anyway... the title IS relevant, as this is about a raging hosebeast that we shall call Eileen. How do I know her name was Eileen? Her sister kept saying her name in a 'would you STOP' tone of voice the entire time I interacted with her. There I was, trying to keep the coffee fresh in the aftermath of a small rush, when Eileen the hosebeast stormed into the store. She was gesturing wildly toward the pumps, scowling, and demanding that I "roll the damn pumps back to zero!" Um... okay? Our pumps are all electronic. They reset to zero all by themselves at the start of each gas transaction. So... foolish me... I went outside with ETHB to the pump she was parked at. She was on one side of the pump, and her sister on the other. It should be noted her sister was calm and polite, and pumping her gas with no problem. I attempted to explain how our pumps worked, and Eileen insisted I was wrong.
"It should set to zero! I've never been to a place where it doesn't! You have to dial it back to zero inside the store!" she insisted.
Alas, no such capability exists, which Eileen proved to herself by starting to activate the pump and, oh, look at that. The display on the pump went to $0.00! It was at that point that I noticed that she had tried to pay outside, and waited too long to pump so the pump timed out. She'd have to insert her card again. I braced myself, took in a breath, and told her this. She huffed and puffed in a way that the Big, Bad Wolf would be proud of, still glaring. After an exclamation of "Jesus!" she reinserted her card and started her fuel transaction. It was about this time that she decided answering her damned cell phone was important. Being a hosebeast, she of course had to do so loudly enough that I swear she woke the neighborhood up. Cue her sister trying to hush her, and me taking my opportunity to go back inside the store, where I had a line of people waiting for me.
EHTB and her sister came into the store for sodas and donuts shortly after they were done at the pumps. EHTB didn't say a word to me. No attempt at an apology. Nothing. She left, and her sister apologized for her "being a little cranky."
Yes, that's right. You know you're a raging hosebeast when your sister has to apologize to the poor C-Store clerk for you. That said, let's get a few things straight here.
First, your lack of understanding of how gas pumps work does NOT give you the right to be a bitch toward me. I was trying to help you, as is my job. I was polite, despite wanting to tell you to shut the fuck up and not try to tell me how to do my job. You're not welcome.
Second, what in the name of all that's holy made you think taking a phone call while someone was trying to help you was even remotely polite? No... just... NO.
Finally, if you're so loud and vile that your sister has to constantly hush you and apologize for you... just stay home, and save everyone the trouble of dealing with you. If you can't do that then (wo)man up and fucking apologize for your own behavior!
"It should set to zero! I've never been to a place where it doesn't! You have to dial it back to zero inside the store!" she insisted.
Alas, no such capability exists, which Eileen proved to herself by starting to activate the pump and, oh, look at that. The display on the pump went to $0.00! It was at that point that I noticed that she had tried to pay outside, and waited too long to pump so the pump timed out. She'd have to insert her card again. I braced myself, took in a breath, and told her this. She huffed and puffed in a way that the Big, Bad Wolf would be proud of, still glaring. After an exclamation of "Jesus!" she reinserted her card and started her fuel transaction. It was about this time that she decided answering her damned cell phone was important. Being a hosebeast, she of course had to do so loudly enough that I swear she woke the neighborhood up. Cue her sister trying to hush her, and me taking my opportunity to go back inside the store, where I had a line of people waiting for me.
EHTB and her sister came into the store for sodas and donuts shortly after they were done at the pumps. EHTB didn't say a word to me. No attempt at an apology. Nothing. She left, and her sister apologized for her "being a little cranky."
Yes, that's right. You know you're a raging hosebeast when your sister has to apologize to the poor C-Store clerk for you. That said, let's get a few things straight here.
First, your lack of understanding of how gas pumps work does NOT give you the right to be a bitch toward me. I was trying to help you, as is my job. I was polite, despite wanting to tell you to shut the fuck up and not try to tell me how to do my job. You're not welcome.
Second, what in the name of all that's holy made you think taking a phone call while someone was trying to help you was even remotely polite? No... just... NO.
Finally, if you're so loud and vile that your sister has to constantly hush you and apologize for you... just stay home, and save everyone the trouble of dealing with you. If you can't do that then (wo)man up and fucking apologize for your own behavior!
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