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Psych-O's: The Breakfast of EVERYONE!!!
Today in <warehouse store>, we were busy. I mean really busy. I personally sold over $3000 in merchandise. From open to close, we were packed. People were everywhere, wanting TV's.
And desktops.
And laptops.
And printers.
And sound bars.
Etc.
Anyway, in addition to people being everywhere, most were downright rude. I ask if they need help, as is necessary and they would look pointed at me and walk off. Others would just scream "TABLE!!!" like I'm a vending machine that
out merchandise. Most of those got upset when I directed them out of my department. As I can't leave my section, I could only give instructions where to find it or call another worker to meet them.
I even had two customers get into an argument in my section. That was fun. I was worried I'd need to get a manager involved (the surly one was on a forklift and the other was in the back trying to help direct inventory). Thankfully, the argument ended and I didn't see either combatant again.
I also had to set up three displays of TV's today so most of this was going on when the parts were all over the damn aisle because I was told it would be "quick and easy." That would have been true except every five seconds, I got another customer screeching about 70" TVs or the 50 gallon drum of pickles or something.
Oh, and I was the only representative in my department for most of the day. Glee.
By the end of the day, I was singing "Days like these are made for Kavorkian..." to the tune of the old Taster's Choice jingle to a coworker. He didn't get it.
*Sigh*
And desktops.
And laptops.
And printers.
And sound bars.
Etc.
Anyway, in addition to people being everywhere, most were downright rude. I ask if they need help, as is necessary and they would look pointed at me and walk off. Others would just scream "TABLE!!!" like I'm a vending machine that
out merchandise. Most of those got upset when I directed them out of my department. As I can't leave my section, I could only give instructions where to find it or call another worker to meet them. I even had two customers get into an argument in my section. That was fun. I was worried I'd need to get a manager involved (the surly one was on a forklift and the other was in the back trying to help direct inventory). Thankfully, the argument ended and I didn't see either combatant again.
I also had to set up three displays of TV's today so most of this was going on when the parts were all over the damn aisle because I was told it would be "quick and easy." That would have been true except every five seconds, I got another customer screeching about 70" TVs or the 50 gallon drum of pickles or something.
Oh, and I was the only representative in my department for most of the day. Glee.
By the end of the day, I was singing "Days like these are made for Kavorkian..." to the tune of the old Taster's Choice jingle to a coworker. He didn't get it.
*Sigh*
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