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Yep, it's me. Been busy with work and now that everything is live, I'm off the hook for a while. May be moving soon, but that's not important. This little pair of stores are.
Some kid is going to hate his grandmother... I was in game stop the other day, looking around at the various games and debating what I wanted. While it wasn't black friday, it was pretty close to it, so you can imagine how hectic things still were. While I was there, this elderly woman comes over to me and rather politely asks if I play games a lot. Looking down I affirm this, smiling all the while. she looks up at me innocently and asks "What's this odd letter in the corner mean?"
Looking at the game, (GTA IV) I smile. "It's a rating. Kinda like a movie. That one's rated M. Mostly because of violence and sexual situations, but also foul language."
As I say this, she grips her purse a bit tighter before saying to me "I don't want my little grandson playing that kind of junk. Is there anything that's not violent?"
Shrugging I nodded. "E is for everyone, you could pick up one of those. Typically they're not violent."
She beams at this and todders off, leaving me to my search. Few minutes later she comes by carrying a Dora the Explorer game and some others I couldn't quite make out. Beaming she holds up them proudly and informs me that she "Found some good ones." All was well...
Or not.
As I head up to check out, I over hear the lady talking to someone. Looking around I see this boy about fourteen or fifteen talking to her. She's politely informing him that she couldn't get the game he wanted for christmas, but she got a couple others that she's certain he's going to like.
I am so dead if that kid ever finds me.
Black and blue Monday Near where I live there is this small furniture store that provides a really cool service. If you need something shipped to you, but don't know if you'll be home when the object arrives, for a small fee you can get the object shipped to that store, and then pick it up when you return. Doesn't matter if the object is sold by the store or not, so long as you pay the fee, you can get it.
We all know (as my previous story notes) how horrible things can be after Black Friday. The previous Monday was no different. Normally I wouldn't have gotten out of the house, but I had gotten a call from the furniture store. Some rugs I had ordered from overseas were in, and I could come pick them up.
One short drive later, I pull into the store and head in. As I do so, I see a new computer desk that I'd like to have (and now do) but I know that I can't shop until I pick up my stuff. (Knowing me, I'd forget it.) So I head up front where the cashier is, and I wait a bit. When my turn comes I inform them that my name is Repsac Ghosty, and I'm here to pick up the rugs that just came in. The girl nods and says that it's going to take a bit for them to get them out of the back, but if I want to wait, she'll go. I tell her to just keep them behind the counter there and I'd be right back as I wanted to look at a desk.
Ten minutes later, tag in hand, I'm standing in line behind a rather large and belligerent woman. The woman is quite upset at the cashier, demanding to see management.
Oh fun, a sighting!
After a few good bits of arguing, the cashier calls for a manager and the woman opts to turn around seeking support from others around her. Turning back to me she says in a huff "It's a bait and switch I tell you! They lure you in with one thing and then when you want to buy it they don't let you have it. There's a LAW!"
Yeah right. Law...
Still I was curious. So looking around to see what she was arguing about I see something that looks like a grass mat rolled up on the counter. That looks oddly familliar... Looking sidelong at the woman I asked softly "ma'am, where did you find that rug?"
"Why, in a UPS box behind the counter! There's a couple more back there, you better get them before anyone else does!" With that comment she points back over the counter to a box.
Oh hell no you didn't....
When the manager got back he spotted the rug on the counter, the ones opened behind said counter in the box, and one very terrified cashier. His face turned a very nice shade of puce before he rather curtly informed the woman that the rug was not for sale, and proceded to remove it from the counter and her possession. She tried to snatch it from him with a petulant "why not?"
"Because the gentleman standing behind you special ordered that from a company online and had it shipped to the store. You would have figured this out if you had been smart enough to read the UPS tracking ticket, and the big note in white paper "Hold for Mr. Repsac."
She had the gall to actually pull the "I'm never shopping here again" stunt before she stormed out.
(Note: Best anyone could figure, the woman waited till the cashier was distracted or helping another customer, cut the box open with their keyes and pulled a rug/mat out of the box.)
Some kid is going to hate his grandmother... I was in game stop the other day, looking around at the various games and debating what I wanted. While it wasn't black friday, it was pretty close to it, so you can imagine how hectic things still were. While I was there, this elderly woman comes over to me and rather politely asks if I play games a lot. Looking down I affirm this, smiling all the while. she looks up at me innocently and asks "What's this odd letter in the corner mean?"
Looking at the game, (GTA IV) I smile. "It's a rating. Kinda like a movie. That one's rated M. Mostly because of violence and sexual situations, but also foul language."
As I say this, she grips her purse a bit tighter before saying to me "I don't want my little grandson playing that kind of junk. Is there anything that's not violent?"
Shrugging I nodded. "E is for everyone, you could pick up one of those. Typically they're not violent."
She beams at this and todders off, leaving me to my search. Few minutes later she comes by carrying a Dora the Explorer game and some others I couldn't quite make out. Beaming she holds up them proudly and informs me that she "Found some good ones." All was well...
Or not.
As I head up to check out, I over hear the lady talking to someone. Looking around I see this boy about fourteen or fifteen talking to her. She's politely informing him that she couldn't get the game he wanted for christmas, but she got a couple others that she's certain he's going to like.
I am so dead if that kid ever finds me.
Black and blue Monday Near where I live there is this small furniture store that provides a really cool service. If you need something shipped to you, but don't know if you'll be home when the object arrives, for a small fee you can get the object shipped to that store, and then pick it up when you return. Doesn't matter if the object is sold by the store or not, so long as you pay the fee, you can get it.
We all know (as my previous story notes) how horrible things can be after Black Friday. The previous Monday was no different. Normally I wouldn't have gotten out of the house, but I had gotten a call from the furniture store. Some rugs I had ordered from overseas were in, and I could come pick them up.
One short drive later, I pull into the store and head in. As I do so, I see a new computer desk that I'd like to have (and now do) but I know that I can't shop until I pick up my stuff. (Knowing me, I'd forget it.) So I head up front where the cashier is, and I wait a bit. When my turn comes I inform them that my name is Repsac Ghosty, and I'm here to pick up the rugs that just came in. The girl nods and says that it's going to take a bit for them to get them out of the back, but if I want to wait, she'll go. I tell her to just keep them behind the counter there and I'd be right back as I wanted to look at a desk.
Ten minutes later, tag in hand, I'm standing in line behind a rather large and belligerent woman. The woman is quite upset at the cashier, demanding to see management.
Oh fun, a sighting!
After a few good bits of arguing, the cashier calls for a manager and the woman opts to turn around seeking support from others around her. Turning back to me she says in a huff "It's a bait and switch I tell you! They lure you in with one thing and then when you want to buy it they don't let you have it. There's a LAW!"
Yeah right. Law...
Still I was curious. So looking around to see what she was arguing about I see something that looks like a grass mat rolled up on the counter. That looks oddly familliar... Looking sidelong at the woman I asked softly "ma'am, where did you find that rug?"
"Why, in a UPS box behind the counter! There's a couple more back there, you better get them before anyone else does!" With that comment she points back over the counter to a box.
Oh hell no you didn't....
When the manager got back he spotted the rug on the counter, the ones opened behind said counter in the box, and one very terrified cashier. His face turned a very nice shade of puce before he rather curtly informed the woman that the rug was not for sale, and proceded to remove it from the counter and her possession. She tried to snatch it from him with a petulant "why not?"
"Because the gentleman standing behind you special ordered that from a company online and had it shipped to the store. You would have figured this out if you had been smart enough to read the UPS tracking ticket, and the big note in white paper "Hold for Mr. Repsac."
She had the gall to actually pull the "I'm never shopping here again" stunt before she stormed out.
(Note: Best anyone could figure, the woman waited till the cashier was distracted or helping another customer, cut the box open with their keyes and pulled a rug/mat out of the box.)
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