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I dont remember if I posted about the Lady who sent her son/husband to go pick up stuff, and asked me to stay 5 mins after close, I will recap:
I agreed, cause hey, five minutes, no big deal. The boss would do it after all.
Five after, she calls. he's still on his way.
Ten after, she calls. He's still on his way
Fifteen after he gets there, and we find out there's also a blanket. So I go hunting for it. I look in the usual blanket places and finally find it way at the back. He tried to step around the counter to help and I told him not to. I find it (I didnt know what even to look for tbh. And a coworker suck: My coworker who did the blanket was all 'well, you should've looked where we put the blankets' (Re, the blanket WASNT WHERE WE PUT BLANKETS) when I relayed the story the next day)
all this time while I'm searching he's being all grumpy and impatient and 'this is why I want you to count all the stuff the moment I bring it in, so you dont LOSE IT!"
I get it to him, and I had already bagged the stuff he had given me, but he insisted on me pulling it ALL BACK OUT AND TAGGING IT IN RIGHT THERE. GAH. I didnt get out till half past!
well, tonight she calls, and asks what time we close. I recognise her voice and say 'Eight Pm On the dot."
She asked if I can stay till 8:05. I say no, sorry I 'm not allowed to.
She wasn't that insistent, but was unhappy because her comforter (a different one) was not ready and she needed it THAT NIGHT. (she had brought it in the day before and was told (correctly) that it would be ready at 5pm the next day. The boss told me that day the comforter was not dried yet).
So even though she couldnt have made it down ANYWAYs she was still unhappy her comforter was not ready. GUH. I left a note as she said she would come by in the morning to pick it up for the boss. She also thought I was one of the other girls... my name is a one syllable name. Let's say 'anne'. She thought I was alex at first (The girl who took her order and told her 5pm, even though we sound nothing alike. Name changed of couse), then 'Al' and commented how Al was a boy's name.
She finally got it. but still, guh. I got out on time at least. I was not staying half an hour to hunt down their things.
Btw, she called at 40 minutes to closing time.
I agreed, cause hey, five minutes, no big deal. The boss would do it after all.
Five after, she calls. he's still on his way.
Ten after, she calls. He's still on his way
Fifteen after he gets there, and we find out there's also a blanket. So I go hunting for it. I look in the usual blanket places and finally find it way at the back. He tried to step around the counter to help and I told him not to. I find it (I didnt know what even to look for tbh. And a coworker suck: My coworker who did the blanket was all 'well, you should've looked where we put the blankets' (Re, the blanket WASNT WHERE WE PUT BLANKETS) when I relayed the story the next day)
all this time while I'm searching he's being all grumpy and impatient and 'this is why I want you to count all the stuff the moment I bring it in, so you dont LOSE IT!"
I get it to him, and I had already bagged the stuff he had given me, but he insisted on me pulling it ALL BACK OUT AND TAGGING IT IN RIGHT THERE. GAH. I didnt get out till half past!
well, tonight she calls, and asks what time we close. I recognise her voice and say 'Eight Pm On the dot."
She asked if I can stay till 8:05. I say no, sorry I 'm not allowed to.
She wasn't that insistent, but was unhappy because her comforter (a different one) was not ready and she needed it THAT NIGHT. (she had brought it in the day before and was told (correctly) that it would be ready at 5pm the next day. The boss told me that day the comforter was not dried yet).
So even though she couldnt have made it down ANYWAYs she was still unhappy her comforter was not ready. GUH. I left a note as she said she would come by in the morning to pick it up for the boss. She also thought I was one of the other girls... my name is a one syllable name. Let's say 'anne'. She thought I was alex at first (The girl who took her order and told her 5pm, even though we sound nothing alike. Name changed of couse), then 'Al' and commented how Al was a boy's name.
She finally got it. but still, guh. I got out on time at least. I was not staying half an hour to hunt down their things.
Btw, she called at 40 minutes to closing time.
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