The repair center had an opening time of 7:30am. Techs had to be there by 6:30am to get their routes and parts. I can name only a handful of times where we had someone haunting our door wanting in the moment one of us tried to enter.
Dad: Look, see this sign on the door. What does it say?
Stupid: Umm.. Open 7:30am-5:30pm.
Dad: Glad you can read. So, now I'll explain what it means. It means this door isn't opening for customers until 7:30am.
Stupid: But I got a product that I need to drop off for a repair and I need to be at work by 7:30!
Dad: Well, you'll be late either way, because our main computer system doesn't like dealing with customers before 7:30. (In fact, our register system LOATHED transactions made before the store opened at 10am! This is also the machine that printed our tags.. so.. yeah.)
Stupid: Well, I'll just follow in the next person to come up.
Dad: And then you go from being a potential customer to being a trespasser. We also have a state boy who loves to come out and chat with us right as we open. Do you really want that to make you even MORE late to work?
The guy got the hint. He went back out to his car and sat quietly, probably wishing there was some place online that he could bitch to while he was waiting, but fortunately for us, this was before cell phones could do much more than make and receive calls.
Dad: Look, see this sign on the door. What does it say?
Stupid: Umm.. Open 7:30am-5:30pm.
Dad: Glad you can read. So, now I'll explain what it means. It means this door isn't opening for customers until 7:30am.
Stupid: But I got a product that I need to drop off for a repair and I need to be at work by 7:30!
Dad: Well, you'll be late either way, because our main computer system doesn't like dealing with customers before 7:30. (In fact, our register system LOATHED transactions made before the store opened at 10am! This is also the machine that printed our tags.. so.. yeah.)
Stupid: Well, I'll just follow in the next person to come up.
Dad: And then you go from being a potential customer to being a trespasser. We also have a state boy who loves to come out and chat with us right as we open. Do you really want that to make you even MORE late to work?
The guy got the hint. He went back out to his car and sat quietly, probably wishing there was some place online that he could bitch to while he was waiting, but fortunately for us, this was before cell phones could do much more than make and receive calls.
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