Random guy I've never seen before walks into locksmiths shop:
Me: How may I help you?
RG: I need to talk to a locksmiths
Me: Yeeessss??
RG:......
Me:.......
RG: I need to talk to a locksmith about tools
Me: What kind of tools?
RG: I need to talk to a LOCKSMITH about tools and how to use them
(Side note: I'm female)
Me: I am able to help with that
RG: No, I need to talk to a LOCKSMITH!
Me: I AM a LOCKSMITH
* Insert more dribble about how he needs to talk a locksmith that KNOWS about locksmithing tools, blah, blah, blah......
So he finally deigns a lowly female to maybe know a little bit about locksmithing and comes out with this BS
RG: I work with banks doing foreclosures. I have to go into houses, change the locks and winterize plumbing, etc. I need to buy break in tools and have the locksmith teach me how to use them.
Me: Uhmmm... NO. We can't do that.
RG: WHY NOT???? You are just jealous and don't want me taking business away from you.
Me: We can't do that, because I have no Idea who you are and we are not teaching random strangers how to break into houses and supplying them with tools.
RG: I have a legit business, here is one of my cards
*hands me card that is obviously home made and printed on regular paper, not even card stock*
Me: ........
RG: I want to talk to your boss!
Me: You'll have to leave a message, he's not in right now.
RG: So how do you get into houses???
Me: I pick the lock!
Rg: Seee, that's all I wanna learn, sweetie.
Me: Would you like to leave a message for the boss?
RG: Just show me real quick, hon!
Me: Would you like to leave a message for the boss?
RG: You don't have to be like that. I won't tell anybody who showed me
Me: Would you like to leave a message for the boss?
There were a few more attempts at "sweet talking" me <gag> before my friend, the 6ft 200lb maintenance guy for the local business park walked in and RG decided to beat feet.
Me: How may I help you?
RG: I need to talk to a locksmiths
Me: Yeeessss??
RG:......
Me:.......
RG: I need to talk to a locksmith about tools
Me: What kind of tools?
RG: I need to talk to a LOCKSMITH about tools and how to use them
(Side note: I'm female)
Me: I am able to help with that
RG: No, I need to talk to a LOCKSMITH!
Me: I AM a LOCKSMITH
* Insert more dribble about how he needs to talk a locksmith that KNOWS about locksmithing tools, blah, blah, blah......
So he finally deigns a lowly female to maybe know a little bit about locksmithing and comes out with this BS
RG: I work with banks doing foreclosures. I have to go into houses, change the locks and winterize plumbing, etc. I need to buy break in tools and have the locksmith teach me how to use them.
Me: Uhmmm... NO. We can't do that.
RG: WHY NOT???? You are just jealous and don't want me taking business away from you.
Me: We can't do that, because I have no Idea who you are and we are not teaching random strangers how to break into houses and supplying them with tools.
RG: I have a legit business, here is one of my cards
*hands me card that is obviously home made and printed on regular paper, not even card stock*
Me: ........
RG: I want to talk to your boss!
Me: You'll have to leave a message, he's not in right now.
RG: So how do you get into houses???
Me: I pick the lock!
Rg: Seee, that's all I wanna learn, sweetie.
Me: Would you like to leave a message for the boss?
RG: Just show me real quick, hon!
Me: Would you like to leave a message for the boss?
RG: You don't have to be like that. I won't tell anybody who showed me
Me: Would you like to leave a message for the boss?
There were a few more attempts at "sweet talking" me <gag> before my friend, the 6ft 200lb maintenance guy for the local business park walked in and RG decided to beat feet.

Guys like that cheese me off... they make the rest of guys (who appreciate a smart & talented lady) seem stupid by association.
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