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I’ll start off with a sighting.
I went into a supermarket with the intention of buying Game of Thrones Season 2. There were no display boxes on the shelves but there have been occasions where they have actually had “more out the back” in this place, so I decided to ask at the DVD kiosk.
Me: Hi there. I was wondering, do you have Game of Thrones, Season 2 in stock?
Employee: Game of Kings?
Me: No. Game of Thrones.
Employee: Game of what?
Me: Thrones. It was just released and should be in the charts.
Employee: I don’t know what that is. I will call someone.
Me: Ok, no problem.
She picked up the phone.
Employee: Yeah, I’ve got someone here who wants Kings and Queens Season 3…
Me: No, Game of-
Employee: Yeah, never heard of it either.
She put down the phone.
Employee: No. We don’t carry that.
I actually spotted it in the cabinet behind her.
Me: You actually do have it, but I think I’ll go to the store down the road.
Slightly sucky, but she just was not listening to me! Plus the other store had it cheaper.
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I got to work. A co-worker was behind the bar. It was one of the co-workers who was there the night I was beaten up.
CW: Customersruinmylife, I heard that prick who beat you was in here at the weekend!
Me: Yeah I know. I was there.
It is very important to note that co-worker had not stopped what she was doing. She was still making drinks.
CW: I can’t believe he came in here. How can someone be so stupid?
Me: I know.
CW: Glad you-re-
SC: EXCUSSSSSSE ME??
It was an old man. He was stood directly in front of co-worker.
CW: Yes?
SC: Are you actually serving someone at the moment, or are you too busy flirting???
CW looked at the pint she was half way through pouring, then looked at SC.
CW: Yes. I am serving that customer down there.
SC: YOU DON’T NEED TO SNAP AT ME!!
She was anything but snappy.
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A repair man was in fixing our registers. There has been an on-going problem in which food orders are not being sent through to the kitchen, meaning that customers’ orders are disappearing. You can imagine how fun that is when a customer storms up to the bar demanding to know where the food they ordered an hour ago is, and then it turns out the order has been lost due to a register fault.
So repair guy had the problem solved. There was one issue.
RG: I need to restart all your registers. This means any food orders that go through will be lost.
Manager: How long will that take?
RG: Five minutes.
Manager: OK. No more food orders for the next five minutes.
We might as well have told the customers five hours.
SC: What?? I can’t wait that long. I need to order NOW!
SC: I am absolutely starving. This is ridiculous.
SC: I want a 50% discount for the inconvenience!
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Lady is eating a meal, but she suddenly stands up and walks towards me.
SC: Shaalltt and vineegaaarr!
She was asking for salt and vinegar, but she had neglected to finish what she was chewing before she came over to talk to me. She spat crumbs all over me. And I’m not talking about little crumbs. Some were the size of my thumb nail
Me: *absolutely disgusted and making no attempt to hide it* Over there.
SC: You don’t need to pull that face! I don’t have germs!
Me: I’m so glad you told me that AFTER you spat all over me.
SC: Don’t be so rude! You’ve made me feel stupid now!
I barged into the kitchen.
Me: Ugghhh!! Some stupid bitch just spewed crumbs all over me!
I was retching as I wiped myself down.
Me: It’s in my fucking hair too!
I cleaned myself down and walked out the kitchen. SC was staring directly at me. CW waved me over.
CW: Customersruinmylife, the whole pub just heard what you were saying in the kitchen.
Me: Whoops.
SC gave me death glares for the rest of her visit.
I went into a supermarket with the intention of buying Game of Thrones Season 2. There were no display boxes on the shelves but there have been occasions where they have actually had “more out the back” in this place, so I decided to ask at the DVD kiosk.
Me: Hi there. I was wondering, do you have Game of Thrones, Season 2 in stock?
Employee: Game of Kings?
Me: No. Game of Thrones.
Employee: Game of what?
Me: Thrones. It was just released and should be in the charts.
Employee: I don’t know what that is. I will call someone.
Me: Ok, no problem.
She picked up the phone.
Employee: Yeah, I’ve got someone here who wants Kings and Queens Season 3…
Me: No, Game of-
Employee: Yeah, never heard of it either.
She put down the phone.
Employee: No. We don’t carry that.
I actually spotted it in the cabinet behind her.
Me: You actually do have it, but I think I’ll go to the store down the road.
Slightly sucky, but she just was not listening to me! Plus the other store had it cheaper.
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I got to work. A co-worker was behind the bar. It was one of the co-workers who was there the night I was beaten up.
CW: Customersruinmylife, I heard that prick who beat you was in here at the weekend!
Me: Yeah I know. I was there.
It is very important to note that co-worker had not stopped what she was doing. She was still making drinks.
CW: I can’t believe he came in here. How can someone be so stupid?
Me: I know.
CW: Glad you-re-
SC: EXCUSSSSSSE ME??
It was an old man. He was stood directly in front of co-worker.
CW: Yes?
SC: Are you actually serving someone at the moment, or are you too busy flirting???
CW looked at the pint she was half way through pouring, then looked at SC.
CW: Yes. I am serving that customer down there.
SC: YOU DON’T NEED TO SNAP AT ME!!
She was anything but snappy.
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A repair man was in fixing our registers. There has been an on-going problem in which food orders are not being sent through to the kitchen, meaning that customers’ orders are disappearing. You can imagine how fun that is when a customer storms up to the bar demanding to know where the food they ordered an hour ago is, and then it turns out the order has been lost due to a register fault.
So repair guy had the problem solved. There was one issue.
RG: I need to restart all your registers. This means any food orders that go through will be lost.
Manager: How long will that take?
RG: Five minutes.
Manager: OK. No more food orders for the next five minutes.
We might as well have told the customers five hours.
SC: What?? I can’t wait that long. I need to order NOW!
SC: I am absolutely starving. This is ridiculous.
SC: I want a 50% discount for the inconvenience!
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Lady is eating a meal, but she suddenly stands up and walks towards me.
SC: Shaalltt and vineegaaarr!
She was asking for salt and vinegar, but she had neglected to finish what she was chewing before she came over to talk to me. She spat crumbs all over me. And I’m not talking about little crumbs. Some were the size of my thumb nail
Me: *absolutely disgusted and making no attempt to hide it* Over there.
SC: You don’t need to pull that face! I don’t have germs!
Me: I’m so glad you told me that AFTER you spat all over me.
SC: Don’t be so rude! You’ve made me feel stupid now!
I barged into the kitchen.
Me: Ugghhh!! Some stupid bitch just spewed crumbs all over me!
I was retching as I wiped myself down.
Me: It’s in my fucking hair too!
I cleaned myself down and walked out the kitchen. SC was staring directly at me. CW waved me over.
CW: Customersruinmylife, the whole pub just heard what you were saying in the kitchen.
Me: Whoops.
SC gave me death glares for the rest of her visit.
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