"YES!" *in this most irritated voice possible*(LONG)

[TheTigress]

There are your regular types of SCs and then there are some that leave me wondering what the fuck just happened. The latter just happened to me on my last work shift.

I don't know how to explain this other than the fact that some people are apparently pissed off that you are making them a sandwich. That's the closest thing I can come to explain this. My best friend and co-worker S phrased it very well. She stated that "Some people come in and act pissed off that you are making them a sandwich!"

This one started off normal but there must have been a glitch in the Matrix at some moment which turned her into a raving bitch.

A pudgy looking wife and husband walk in and after I'm done ringing up my last customer, I go back to the start of the sandwich line to help them next.

-Pudgy wife (who later morphs into an uber-bitch) wants a 6 inch double meat club (the double meat comes into play later)

-Pudgy husband wants a 6 inch double meat turkey.

At this point things are going normally. Absolutely no signs of suckiness from either of them. I had just finished putting the cheeses they wanted on their sandwiches.

Then suddenly the woman questions whether I really put double meat on her sadnwich. My style of double meat applying is more along the lines of "double layering the meat" instead of individually laying out each peice of meat, just double the amount. My method is faster but sometimes it doesn't look quite "double" even though it really is.

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SW: Sucky woman
Me: Yours truely
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SW: Did you put double meat on my sandwich? (Note: She didn't say this in a rude way, more along the lines of an "unsure" thing)

Me: Yeah, I did. *lifts up the meat on the sandwich a little so she can clearly see it really was doubled*

From this point on, it went from zero to sucky faster than the speed of sound.

*just finishing up the sauces*

Me: Ok, any veggies on both of these? (I like to do veggies for multiple sandwiches at the same time because it's faster)

SW: *cat butt face suddenly forms* YES!!! (in a really irritated rude voice)

Me: *mouth opens a bit in shock* *pauses for a second expecting her to start listing what she wants. (I find that unlike any moderately intelligent person who would now start listing the veggies they want, she just stood there waiting for me to ask her veggies one by one.) *or so I thought* Ok, which ones?

SW: Sorry, I'm just waiting for him (my co-worker) to stop reaching in front of you. *in an annoyed tone*

It happens a lot at veggies especially that my co workers and I end up playing "arm-reach ninjas" around each other to get to the veggies we need for our sandwiches and me being so used to it, I hadn't even noticed that he was reaching in front of me for stuff.

*co worker looks up with the omgwtf is her problem expression and goes to the other end of the veggie section* He's now gone out of "her way" so I figure that would be the end of her attitude. I thought wrong.

Me: Any other veggies on this?

SW: YES! *same rude voice, same cat butt face*

Husband sits through the whole thing and says nothing.
Me: (STILL waiting for her to start listing off what she wanted any second now, but that never happened.) Any tomatoes?

SW: *rolls eyes* YES!

WOW.

Me: (At this point wanting her to suffer the most painful death possible) What other veggies.....(Now featuring my apathetic "fuck you" voice!)

SW: Blah blah onions, green peppers blah blah. (Wow we have a breakthrough! She FINALLY started cooperating! It may have left her feeling exhausted from having to actually work those neurons in her head for that 20 seconds but she did it!)

I ring them up, husband pays, Pudgy bitch takes sandwich bags and turns around swiftly without saying a word to me.

I'm still left in wonder at where the fuck did this one start going wrong.

[Arm]

Duh, you weren't listening hard enough with your MIND. Don't you know that telepathic implants are standard now? Like, omigawd.

[RootedPhoenix]

The only thing I can think of is that they chose to get all mad about the double meat without telling you. Some people just want to be angry, I guess.

Duh, you weren't listening hard enough with your MIND. Don't you know that telepathic implants are standard now? Like, omigawd.

[TheTigress]

The only thing I can think of is that they chose to get all mad about the double meat without telling you. Some people just want to be angry, I guess.

That's the only thing I can think of also, which at the same times doesn't make sense because her meat was doubled, and I even showed it to her. Maybe the fact that she was wrong in her assumption of me not doubling it made her pissed off. Who knows.

[TheTigress]

Duh, you weren't listening hard enough with your MIND. Don't you know that telepathic implants are standard now? Like, omigawd.

OH NOES I must give my mind the Windoze Update!!11

2 more hours till telepathic implants!

[Chanlin]

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I just explained the issue telepathically, did you get all that?

I'm thinking some people just like to be pissed off or angry at other people to make themselves feel better.

[Andrew B.]

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I just explained the issue telepathically, did you get all that?

I'm thinking some people just like to be pissed off or angry at other people to make themselves feel better.

Sadly, my job only gave me minor TK, not telepathy. More usefull fo my line of work, though.

[Chanlin]

Sadly, my job only gave me minor TK, not telepathy. More usefull fo my line of work, though.

Personally I want to be able to force choke people over the phone. I keep trying, but it hasn't worked yet

[AriRashkae]

I turned to the Dark Side, and never looked back.

Now I'm choking people over the phone, shooting lightning frmo my fingertips ... I even get to wear a cape! This is boss!

My name is Anakin Skywalker, and I'm a Sith Lord.

/OT (couldn't resist. Now I have to go find that video again)

[PepperElf]

or she figured you "cheated" her out of double meat and was pissed... but since you proved that you gave them what they wanted.... she hadn't learned how to cool her anger-jets down yet and chose to be sucky because of it

[Sarlon]

I'm still trying to find the entrance to the magical "back room" rip in time and space...

I mean EVERYONE knows it exsists right? Maybe its in the infinate layers of the abyss? I'll check there next time I visit uncle lucy....man the rate I keep giving him souls of SCs no wonder I don't look my age ^_^

[dithers66]

Some SC's see rudeness from an employee even when it's non-existent, causing them to react back in a manner worse than what they feel they're being subjected to.

It still makes them assholes though

[Gerrinson]

Wow, I should take lessons from that lady for when my sandwiches go wrong.

The last grinder I ordered was: Turkey, with lettuce, cheddar, mayo, chips, hold the pickle.

What I got was a roll with triple layer cheddar cheese, lettuce, and italian dressing, no chips, extra pickles ON the sandwich and in the box. Oh, and in case you missed it at first glance, there was absolutely no turkey at all.

Now, just to be clear, I hate pickles. The smell alone makes me nauseous. Add in my allergy to cucumbers and even if there was turkey, I still couldn't hope to eat the grinder...

I had picked them up to go, while I was in a hurry, so it was a called in order. I didn't find out about the mistake until 20 minutes and 12 miles later, when I couldn't possibly go back.

Following the SC's example, I probably should have just called them up and waited for the manager to telepathically glean the problem from my subconsious while being a douchebag about the whole thing. I'm sure that would have gotten a good response.

Instead, I called and politely (though I think my tone of voice showed my frustration) explained the mistake to the manager, who credited not only my grinder back to my card, but my g/f's grinder too. Silly me for being civil about it.

[South Texan]

SW: Did you put double meat on my sandwich? (Note: She didn't say this in a rude way, more along the lines of an "unsure" thing)

Me: Yeah, I did. *lifts up the meat on the sandwich a little so she can clearly see it really was doubled*

...

I'm still left in wonder at where the fuck did this one start going wrong.

Where did it start to go wrong? Right when you showed the double meat and she began to realize that "double meat" did not mean a heaping, four-inch stack to clog her arteries and add another inch to her neck like she had imagined it would be. From then on, you were ripping her off no matter how honest you were and no matter how unrealistic her expectation might have been.

You did not give her what she had wanted, so you were worthy or her wrath. Period.

[JLRodgers]

Ever since I had a customer ask me to pick up and gently set a pack of AA batteries in their shopping cart (because apparently she was made of a glass and it would've caused her to commit suicide [she'd break] if she moved) -- nice customers turning sucky in an instant don't always shock me.


But applying that incident from my life to your situation.... it's quite obvious she wanted you to put on 2x the meat you already had on there, and found you to be a lying jerk for saying you put on double meat when you were able to prove it. Oh, and she told you the veggies were already in the beginning, and you overcharged her too. After all, she'd been saying the order in her heard continuously since she left the house so she wouldn't forget what she liked -- so there's no way she didn't tell you.