Had a woman come up to my refunds till with a HUGE carton...
"Yeah, I want to return these."
Carton opens to be..... CHRISTMAS LIGHTS. HUNDREDS OF TANGLED, FILTHY, FRESH OFF THE HOUSE, CHRISTMAS LIGHTS.
"I don't know how many there are. I called and your manager said you'd count them."
NOW, I spend the next 30 minutes untangling them and counting the strands as she STANDS THERE AND WATCHES ME. At least her son helped.
This put me in a rotten mood for a good hour after the fact. My dept manager (who did NOT authorize this) looks pretty steamed at the fact I had to do that...
Happy birthday to me. (literally)
"Yeah, I want to return these."
Carton opens to be..... CHRISTMAS LIGHTS. HUNDREDS OF TANGLED, FILTHY, FRESH OFF THE HOUSE, CHRISTMAS LIGHTS.
"I don't know how many there are. I called and your manager said you'd count them."
NOW, I spend the next 30 minutes untangling them and counting the strands as she STANDS THERE AND WATCHES ME. At least her son helped.
This put me in a rotten mood for a good hour after the fact. My dept manager (who did NOT authorize this) looks pretty steamed at the fact I had to do that...
Happy birthday to me. (literally)

Eric the Grey




). I'd go back for the Mexican cheese fondue, and dessert (I got the Bailey's and milk chocolate, yum), but I think I'd skip the main course part. I frankly prefer to have my food already cooked when it gets to me
Bring me the chocolate and a giant plate of fruit and I'd be in heaven!
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