The store I manage is in a neighbourhood that, while definitely in the process of gentrification, is not, by any stretch of the imagination, a safe place. I am *very* good friends with the local precinct.
So the store, to ensure that the wrong element stays out, has a buzzer system. Most stores in the area do. Ok, makes sense, right? Now, how do you think we let our customers know that there's a buzzer, and that they have to ring the doorbell to be let in?
A sign. A nice sign with graphics and everything, right under the 'posted hours' sign, at eye level, on the door. Can't look in the store without peering around the sign.
What do customers do? Guess. No, really. I'm sure you'll never get it.
Pull on the door. Hard.
A co-worker and I were postulating last night that one of these days, either the lock is going to break, or the glass in the door is going to shatter, from the force that these people apply to the door.
In some cases, the customers are regulars, and know we keep our doors locked. They *still* try them.
Even worse are the people who knock on the glass, trying to get our attention. The doorbell, I'm used to hearing. It doesn't startle me. The knocking? Yeah. Scares the bejeezus out of me. At some point, I'm probably going to end up hurting myself when someone does that. I guess my customers don't think I have enough bruises.
So the store, to ensure that the wrong element stays out, has a buzzer system. Most stores in the area do. Ok, makes sense, right? Now, how do you think we let our customers know that there's a buzzer, and that they have to ring the doorbell to be let in?
A sign. A nice sign with graphics and everything, right under the 'posted hours' sign, at eye level, on the door. Can't look in the store without peering around the sign.
What do customers do? Guess. No, really. I'm sure you'll never get it.
Pull on the door. Hard.
A co-worker and I were postulating last night that one of these days, either the lock is going to break, or the glass in the door is going to shatter, from the force that these people apply to the door.
In some cases, the customers are regulars, and know we keep our doors locked. They *still* try them.
Even worse are the people who knock on the glass, trying to get our attention. The doorbell, I'm used to hearing. It doesn't startle me. The knocking? Yeah. Scares the bejeezus out of me. At some point, I'm probably going to end up hurting myself when someone does that. I guess my customers don't think I have enough bruises.
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