BG: I work in a jewelry kiosk that does ear piercings.
Last night, at 5:55 (mall closes at 6), had a couple of women and a little girl come up and ask if I was closed. I wasn't, completely. Asked them what they needed, and the younger woman says she wants to get her daughter's ears pierced. I apologize and tell her I generally stop doing ear piercings about a half hour before the mall closes. Then the younger woman says, "But I live all the way in Virginia! Can't you just do it? We're leaving tonight." I tell her no, the time it takes to fill out the paperwrok, ring up the sale, and do the actual piercing (especially that of a child)...I'd be there until 7. Fuck no.
They hem haw around for a bit (the clock steadily ticking toward 6), and discuss whether to go to Claire's or wherever. I tell them we have stores all over the country, and the younger woman says that she knows, she just wanted to get them done while they were in town. Then asks me again if I'll do them. HELLO! WE WERE EVEN OPEN ON THE 4th! WHERE WERE YOU?!? All damn weekend, and you decide to come up here 5 minutes before closing on a Sunday??
Anyway, they left, thank goodness. I guess they could've been suckier (like the woman who called me a fat bitch on Mother's day. Heh.) I just am so sick of people not realizing that it is not my job to make accommodations for them. I have a life outside of my work. Lights go off, gates start closing, and I want to get the fuck out of there and back home as soon as possible.
Last night, at 5:55 (mall closes at 6), had a couple of women and a little girl come up and ask if I was closed. I wasn't, completely. Asked them what they needed, and the younger woman says she wants to get her daughter's ears pierced. I apologize and tell her I generally stop doing ear piercings about a half hour before the mall closes. Then the younger woman says, "But I live all the way in Virginia! Can't you just do it? We're leaving tonight." I tell her no, the time it takes to fill out the paperwrok, ring up the sale, and do the actual piercing (especially that of a child)...I'd be there until 7. Fuck no.
They hem haw around for a bit (the clock steadily ticking toward 6), and discuss whether to go to Claire's or wherever. I tell them we have stores all over the country, and the younger woman says that she knows, she just wanted to get them done while they were in town. Then asks me again if I'll do them. HELLO! WE WERE EVEN OPEN ON THE 4th! WHERE WERE YOU?!? All damn weekend, and you decide to come up here 5 minutes before closing on a Sunday??
Anyway, they left, thank goodness. I guess they could've been suckier (like the woman who called me a fat bitch on Mother's day. Heh.) I just am so sick of people not realizing that it is not my job to make accommodations for them. I have a life outside of my work. Lights go off, gates start closing, and I want to get the fuck out of there and back home as soon as possible.
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