I have here a story that I was told by a friend that I had to post.
(Un)happy as a....
Me: Hi
Bitchy clam lady: Duh
This woman had a snotty attitude right from the the start but I was still nice to her. In the fish case at work we have 1/5 of it set aside for the clams. Littlenecks (small, really popular) on the left, Cherrystones (big, almost nobody buys these) on the right. In the middle are 8 bags of musscles. I would also like to point out that she was watching me the whole time, and the bags we use can easily fit 2 dozen cherrystones.
Me: Hi, what can I get for you today?
Bcl: I want a dozen clams.
Me: (stupidly thinking she wants the littlenecks)
After I bag and price them I put the tag, give them to her and ask if she would like anything else, then she looks at me like I should die.
Bcl: No! I wanted these! (points to cherrystones)
Me: I'm sorry ma'am, I'll fix it.
I fix the clams and give them to her and I get the death look again, please leave lady.
Bcl: What the hell is this? (slams bag down on counter) Don't you have a sticker or some tape to close this? Do you want all these to fall out, what was that sound?
I take the bag from her to make sure she didn't break any clams, sure enough I have to replace 2. I notice that a small line has formed behind her, 3 of my regulars.
Me: Before I had to replace your clams I was going to tell you that we don't have any twist ties, but the bakery does.
Bcl: You mean to tell me I have to walk all the way over there? You go get it!
So I walk over to the bakery to get bcl a twist tie and see Barbra (bakery lady) seting up some pies, and say I have a bitch to tell her about later. I return to my seafood counter and hand bcl the twist tie to her.
Bcl: You mean I have to do it my self? (takes the tie and ties the bag completly shut) Thanks for nothing.
After she left I apologized to my other customers and got through them rather quickly, took my break and told Barb about the bcl. We were both surprised that I was so calm.
(Un)happy as a....
Me: Hi
Bitchy clam lady: Duh
This woman had a snotty attitude right from the the start but I was still nice to her. In the fish case at work we have 1/5 of it set aside for the clams. Littlenecks (small, really popular) on the left, Cherrystones (big, almost nobody buys these) on the right. In the middle are 8 bags of musscles. I would also like to point out that she was watching me the whole time, and the bags we use can easily fit 2 dozen cherrystones.
Me: Hi, what can I get for you today?
Bcl: I want a dozen clams.
Me: (stupidly thinking she wants the littlenecks)
After I bag and price them I put the tag, give them to her and ask if she would like anything else, then she looks at me like I should die.
Bcl: No! I wanted these! (points to cherrystones)
Me: I'm sorry ma'am, I'll fix it.
I fix the clams and give them to her and I get the death look again, please leave lady.
Bcl: What the hell is this? (slams bag down on counter) Don't you have a sticker or some tape to close this? Do you want all these to fall out, what was that sound?
I take the bag from her to make sure she didn't break any clams, sure enough I have to replace 2. I notice that a small line has formed behind her, 3 of my regulars.
Me: Before I had to replace your clams I was going to tell you that we don't have any twist ties, but the bakery does.
Bcl: You mean to tell me I have to walk all the way over there? You go get it!
So I walk over to the bakery to get bcl a twist tie and see Barbra (bakery lady) seting up some pies, and say I have a bitch to tell her about later. I return to my seafood counter and hand bcl the twist tie to her.
Bcl: You mean I have to do it my self? (takes the tie and ties the bag completly shut) Thanks for nothing.
After she left I apologized to my other customers and got through them rather quickly, took my break and told Barb about the bcl. We were both surprised that I was so calm.
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