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Of course I had to get these two 15 minutes before leaving for the day.....
Generally pleasant old man asks me where to find the vacuum cleaners. I take him over to them, along with some harpy who I'm assuming is his daughter. I walk fast, and this made her mad, because she snapped at me "Slow down! He's 80 years old for chrissakes!" So I go just a smidge a faster; he's having less trouble keeping up with me than she is.
We find we do not have the vacuum cleaner old man wants, so this triggers Bitchzilla to snarl "Great fuckin' customer service; this ad just came out today and you don't have it!" Old man is all "Now now, maybe I can find a different one I like."
As it turns out, Bitchzilla doesn't like the brand of the vacuum dad had his eye on originally, and the two of them snap at each other. He asks me questions about a different vacuum and I take down the display model from the shelf and show him different things. All the while his dumb bitch of a daughter is snapping at him and trying to get him to buy one of our Bissell vacuums instead.
Another customer perusing vacuums steps in to ask me a question. As I'm tending to her Bitchzilla remarks to nobody in particular "Ugh, I can't handle society. So much fuckin' ignorance."
Some time later I see Bitchzilla and her dad leaving with the Bissell vacuum she wanted him to buy. The other lady I helped passes me by, asks me about something else, and tells me "There was no reason for her to talk to you the way she did." So things evened out I guess.
Generally pleasant old man asks me where to find the vacuum cleaners. I take him over to them, along with some harpy who I'm assuming is his daughter. I walk fast, and this made her mad, because she snapped at me "Slow down! He's 80 years old for chrissakes!" So I go just a smidge a faster; he's having less trouble keeping up with me than she is.
We find we do not have the vacuum cleaner old man wants, so this triggers Bitchzilla to snarl "Great fuckin' customer service; this ad just came out today and you don't have it!" Old man is all "Now now, maybe I can find a different one I like."
As it turns out, Bitchzilla doesn't like the brand of the vacuum dad had his eye on originally, and the two of them snap at each other. He asks me questions about a different vacuum and I take down the display model from the shelf and show him different things. All the while his dumb bitch of a daughter is snapping at him and trying to get him to buy one of our Bissell vacuums instead.
Another customer perusing vacuums steps in to ask me a question. As I'm tending to her Bitchzilla remarks to nobody in particular "Ugh, I can't handle society. So much fuckin' ignorance."
Some time later I see Bitchzilla and her dad leaving with the Bissell vacuum she wanted him to buy. The other lady I helped passes me by, asks me about something else, and tells me "There was no reason for her to talk to you the way she did." So things evened out I guess.
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