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I've had such a bad day today. I decided I would go shopping, a bit of retail therapy for the stress of my terrible, terrible day at work yesterday. I kinda wish I hadn't gotten out of bed now.
(Sadly, there is some self suck
)
I walked to the train station, and went to town, and started to shop. I had in mind that I would probably buy this particular pair of shoes I saw and now greatly covet (Harley Quinn printed Converse All Stars
, the geek in me NEEDS!!!), but shopped about first, as they are expensive, and I wanted to see if there was anything else.
Schuh
The shop is called Schuh (I'm assuming pronounced Shoe
), and is usually quite busy. As it was today. I didn't expect immediate assistance, but as I was cradling the beloved Harley shoe, a member of staff approached me and asked if I needed help. Hazzah, someone is free! I ask for a size 7 to try on, and he takes the display shoe, suggests I take a seat...
...and passes the shoe onto another member of staff....
...who then passes it onto another O__o
The seating area is full for ages. About 30 seconds after Shop Assistant 2 had taken the Harley shoe, she approached me with something else and said "Were you the lady waiting for the [something I've forgotten]?" I said "No, I'm waiting on the Harley Quinns."
At one point only a few minutes later, I did see a harrassed assistant approach SA2 with an armful of boxes, and a shoe. I did see a DC box, but as I didn't see the display shoe, and the shop sells lots of DC converse (superman, batman, joker...and they also do the Gorrillaz), I assumed it was for another customer. Probably was. I heard him saying they didnt have this and that.
After 5 minutes, a spot opens up in the seats so I sit down. I watch these people running back and forth, although SA1 and SA2 seem to be just standing around a lot. Perhaps loss prevention? Guess it makes sense...after another 5 minutes though, I realise the display Harley Quinn had been replaced on the shelf.
I jumped up and said "Hey!" The nearest SA (I'll call SA3) ran over and asked if she could help. I said "Well, yeah, I've been waiting here for 10 minutes, I've watched this shoe get passed around, now its back on the shelf and nobody has bought over the ones for me try on!" She takes down the size and hurries off. Somebody comes over to apologise, and I said "its ok, I know its busy and its confusing, but I've been waiting for a while, and I think they forgot about me."
SA3 reapproaches, carrying a box. Now, not to be rude, but I could tell the girl was not bright by her voice. She said they were out of 7s, but maybe I would like to try this regular converse just for the fit? I actually already own a pair of black and white high tops, and I know the 7 is roomy, so I said "I could try a 6". She went off to look, and came back, with the regular ones and said the biggest size they had was a 5- would I fit a 5? Jesus love, you work in a shoe shop, someone going down one size is not impossible, but how likely is it that I'd go down 2?
"Only [Town 50 Miles Away] stock these in 7 now," she now tells me. "You could go there to collect them?"
WTF? Seriously?
I asked if there was any way of ordering them. She said no. She had implied this would be the case when she bought over the regular shoes and I had thought maybe she was going to try and order from Other Store. So I was getting frustrated now. She was trying to push other styles on me, and I said at least twice "I only want the Harley Quinn ones." I think the reason why she picked red regular ones, in hindsight, was to try and sell me THOSE instead, as the HQ ones are red and purple -_-
"Oooh maybe we sell them in mens....oops no we don't. Oooh how about these?" Now showing me the Superman and Gorrilaz ones...
*face desk*
I left quickly. Apparently, these shoes are an exclusive to Schuh, and their website is out of stock in 7 too. The only other place is in the states -___- Very annoyed...probably won't be getting them
Burger King
Thoroughly annoyed by my now fruitless trip (keep in mind, I shopped everywhere else first and found nothing), I decided I would at least treat myself to a vanilla shake from BK before getting the train home. So I go in, and queue up. Its pretty busy, but after 10 minutes or so, I get to the front of the queue. I ask for a shake....
"Sorry, our milkshake machine is broken, no shakes."
There were NO signs on the counter. I had to queue up for 10 minutes for that. I was not impressed.
Self-suck...
I should point out before I continue that these are only the grimy highlights of the day and were not the only thing that had pissed me off, and had followed a particularly stressful day at work. But I will admit I was a dick.
I hate charity surveyors. Or "chuggers" as some call them- a portmanteau of "charity" and "muggers". Actually, theres a better one I use, courtesy of comedian Sean Lock. "Chunts"
. They piss me off to no end, most are really bloody rude and arrogant. Back when I was younger, I used to do fucking crazy things to freak them out and get them to leave me alone, but it was embarrassing my friends, so I started acting like a normal person and pretending they were invisible.
You know, if my so-called "job" involved harrassing the public, I would at least be smart enough not to pick the person in steel-plated boots who is walking at a rushed pace, with shoulders hunched, fists balled, teeth clenched and otherwise looking very frustrated and angry.
That Chunt, for some reason, looked very shocked when her prey barked "FUCK OFF! I'm in SUCH a bad mood!" at her <.<
Burger King Part 2
When I arrived back at my home town, I stopped in my local BK to get a shake there instead. There was next to no queue, but I took the time to double check for signs...nope...nothing...
"Sorry, our milkshake machine has broken down!"
AGAIN!? Here too!?
I had to say something. I said "Look, the [other branch] have the same problem. Now luckily, in here, I was only queuing for a few minutes before you told me this, but I was queuing for 10 minutes in there before I was told, and both of you have not bothered to put up any signs letting people know! This is such a waste of my time!"
Yeah, I was being a bit sucky, but I wasn't shouting, and I think I made a point.
MacDonalds
Now before anyone starts, yes I went into the Golden Arches after all this. And for the most part I don't regret it. When I finally got my meal and was eating it....oh man...I enjoyed that.
But our local MacDonalds is usually decent. However, it was very busy. I was in the queue probably for about 15-20 minutes. Not their bad.
What I didn't appreciate was the fact that I was put to one side to wait after my order, a small order, and 3 more people were served immediately after me despite the fact they were experiencing a back log, and in the 10 extra minutes I waited, 2 of those people recieved their orders before me -_-
I think I was too tired to care by then. I'm still quite tired now, that was about 2 hours ago.
(Sadly, there is some self suck
)I walked to the train station, and went to town, and started to shop. I had in mind that I would probably buy this particular pair of shoes I saw and now greatly covet (Harley Quinn printed Converse All Stars
, the geek in me NEEDS!!!), but shopped about first, as they are expensive, and I wanted to see if there was anything else. Schuh
The shop is called Schuh (I'm assuming pronounced Shoe
), and is usually quite busy. As it was today. I didn't expect immediate assistance, but as I was cradling the beloved Harley shoe, a member of staff approached me and asked if I needed help. Hazzah, someone is free! I ask for a size 7 to try on, and he takes the display shoe, suggests I take a seat......and passes the shoe onto another member of staff....
...who then passes it onto another O__o
The seating area is full for ages. About 30 seconds after Shop Assistant 2 had taken the Harley shoe, she approached me with something else and said "Were you the lady waiting for the [something I've forgotten]?" I said "No, I'm waiting on the Harley Quinns."
At one point only a few minutes later, I did see a harrassed assistant approach SA2 with an armful of boxes, and a shoe. I did see a DC box, but as I didn't see the display shoe, and the shop sells lots of DC converse (superman, batman, joker...and they also do the Gorrillaz), I assumed it was for another customer. Probably was. I heard him saying they didnt have this and that.
After 5 minutes, a spot opens up in the seats so I sit down. I watch these people running back and forth, although SA1 and SA2 seem to be just standing around a lot. Perhaps loss prevention? Guess it makes sense...after another 5 minutes though, I realise the display Harley Quinn had been replaced on the shelf.
I jumped up and said "Hey!" The nearest SA (I'll call SA3) ran over and asked if she could help. I said "Well, yeah, I've been waiting here for 10 minutes, I've watched this shoe get passed around, now its back on the shelf and nobody has bought over the ones for me try on!" She takes down the size and hurries off. Somebody comes over to apologise, and I said "its ok, I know its busy and its confusing, but I've been waiting for a while, and I think they forgot about me."
SA3 reapproaches, carrying a box. Now, not to be rude, but I could tell the girl was not bright by her voice. She said they were out of 7s, but maybe I would like to try this regular converse just for the fit? I actually already own a pair of black and white high tops, and I know the 7 is roomy, so I said "I could try a 6". She went off to look, and came back, with the regular ones and said the biggest size they had was a 5- would I fit a 5? Jesus love, you work in a shoe shop, someone going down one size is not impossible, but how likely is it that I'd go down 2?
"Only [Town 50 Miles Away] stock these in 7 now," she now tells me. "You could go there to collect them?"
WTF? Seriously?
I asked if there was any way of ordering them. She said no. She had implied this would be the case when she bought over the regular shoes and I had thought maybe she was going to try and order from Other Store. So I was getting frustrated now. She was trying to push other styles on me, and I said at least twice "I only want the Harley Quinn ones." I think the reason why she picked red regular ones, in hindsight, was to try and sell me THOSE instead, as the HQ ones are red and purple -_-
"Oooh maybe we sell them in mens....oops no we don't. Oooh how about these?" Now showing me the Superman and Gorrilaz ones...
*face desk*
I left quickly. Apparently, these shoes are an exclusive to Schuh, and their website is out of stock in 7 too. The only other place is in the states -___- Very annoyed...probably won't be getting them
Burger King
Thoroughly annoyed by my now fruitless trip (keep in mind, I shopped everywhere else first and found nothing), I decided I would at least treat myself to a vanilla shake from BK before getting the train home. So I go in, and queue up. Its pretty busy, but after 10 minutes or so, I get to the front of the queue. I ask for a shake....
"Sorry, our milkshake machine is broken, no shakes."
There were NO signs on the counter. I had to queue up for 10 minutes for that. I was not impressed.
Self-suck...
I should point out before I continue that these are only the grimy highlights of the day and were not the only thing that had pissed me off, and had followed a particularly stressful day at work. But I will admit I was a dick.
I hate charity surveyors. Or "chuggers" as some call them- a portmanteau of "charity" and "muggers". Actually, theres a better one I use, courtesy of comedian Sean Lock. "Chunts"
. They piss me off to no end, most are really bloody rude and arrogant. Back when I was younger, I used to do fucking crazy things to freak them out and get them to leave me alone, but it was embarrassing my friends, so I started acting like a normal person and pretending they were invisible.You know, if my so-called "job" involved harrassing the public, I would at least be smart enough not to pick the person in steel-plated boots who is walking at a rushed pace, with shoulders hunched, fists balled, teeth clenched and otherwise looking very frustrated and angry.
That Chunt, for some reason, looked very shocked when her prey barked "FUCK OFF! I'm in SUCH a bad mood!" at her <.<
Burger King Part 2
When I arrived back at my home town, I stopped in my local BK to get a shake there instead. There was next to no queue, but I took the time to double check for signs...nope...nothing...
"Sorry, our milkshake machine has broken down!"
AGAIN!? Here too!?
I had to say something. I said "Look, the [other branch] have the same problem. Now luckily, in here, I was only queuing for a few minutes before you told me this, but I was queuing for 10 minutes in there before I was told, and both of you have not bothered to put up any signs letting people know! This is such a waste of my time!"
Yeah, I was being a bit sucky, but I wasn't shouting, and I think I made a point.
MacDonalds
Now before anyone starts, yes I went into the Golden Arches after all this. And for the most part I don't regret it. When I finally got my meal and was eating it....oh man...I enjoyed that.
But our local MacDonalds is usually decent. However, it was very busy. I was in the queue probably for about 15-20 minutes. Not their bad.
What I didn't appreciate was the fact that I was put to one side to wait after my order, a small order, and 3 more people were served immediately after me despite the fact they were experiencing a back log, and in the 10 extra minutes I waited, 2 of those people recieved their orders before me -_-
I think I was too tired to care by then. I'm still quite tired now, that was about 2 hours ago.
God forbid they put a sign out to help out customers and keep their staff from getting screamed at.
Indeed. God forbid they make life easier for the poor cashiers who take the brunt. Can't give up a few bucks, of course.
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