So, bitchy lady came into our new/used sporting good store today, kind of set the mood for my shift. She was looking at our baseball catcher helmets and picked out a Champro. Champro is a bottom of the barrel, starter, need a cheap helmet brand - it's not made with super fancy padding or sweat wicking or anything.
She brings the helmet up and says:
BL = Bitchy Lady
Me =
CW =
BL: Is this helmet new?
CW: Yes! In fact our inventory is relatively 80% new, 20% used.
BL: Ah. It doesn't look new.
CW: It is, it's a brand new champro helmet - still has the tags on it.
BL: Yeah but it doesn't LOOK new. I mean, there's this little scuff on the outside and the padding looks not new.
*We both look at the helmet - it smells like factory foam and has only scuffs from shipping*
Me: It's brand new, I assure you, sometimes things get a small scuff. It's a catcher's helmet, it's made to withstand high speed pitches.
BL: Fine. Whatever. Do you have female lacrosse equpiment?
Me: -female lacrosse spiel, what do you need etc-
BL: Well I have a girl who doesn't play and wants to play with her sister. Do you have anything used (all said with a sneer)?
Me: Why yes I do, I have this used stick in fact - it's a used starter stick for real game play. It's $19.99 used, you won't find one cheaper than that unless it's a toy.
BL: Ugh, well I mean it's used. How much was it new?
Me: Judging by the shaft and head, probably 25-30
BL: No! No that wont' do at all! I won't pay 20 for a used item that's only been discounted such a small amount! It won't do!
Me:
BL then looks at a brand new pink stick that someone put on the used rack. It's $79.99 still has the cardboard packaging around the bottom of the shaft.
BL: This one's new but it doesn't LOOK new (Here we go again)
She then proceeded to not believe me that things don't come completely bubble wrapped from the factor, that a small scuff on a lacrosse stick means it should be discounted %20 (Hey clue by 4, it's lacrosse it's gonna look way worse than that after 2 uses)
Just...whatever. I can't accurately type her tone. It had this shrill, motherly sort of "What did you do to my car?" feeling. She stared at me and sneered every time, acted like I was beneath her from the start. Didn't acknowledge my "Hi how are you?"
Just blah
She brings the helmet up and says:
BL = Bitchy Lady
Me =
CW =
BL: Is this helmet new?
CW: Yes! In fact our inventory is relatively 80% new, 20% used.
BL: Ah. It doesn't look new.
CW: It is, it's a brand new champro helmet - still has the tags on it.
BL: Yeah but it doesn't LOOK new. I mean, there's this little scuff on the outside and the padding looks not new.
*We both look at the helmet - it smells like factory foam and has only scuffs from shipping*
Me: It's brand new, I assure you, sometimes things get a small scuff. It's a catcher's helmet, it's made to withstand high speed pitches.
BL: Fine. Whatever. Do you have female lacrosse equpiment?
Me: -female lacrosse spiel, what do you need etc-
BL: Well I have a girl who doesn't play and wants to play with her sister. Do you have anything used (all said with a sneer)?
Me: Why yes I do, I have this used stick in fact - it's a used starter stick for real game play. It's $19.99 used, you won't find one cheaper than that unless it's a toy.
BL: Ugh, well I mean it's used. How much was it new?
Me: Judging by the shaft and head, probably 25-30
BL: No! No that wont' do at all! I won't pay 20 for a used item that's only been discounted such a small amount! It won't do!
Me:
BL then looks at a brand new pink stick that someone put on the used rack. It's $79.99 still has the cardboard packaging around the bottom of the shaft.
BL: This one's new but it doesn't LOOK new (Here we go again)
She then proceeded to not believe me that things don't come completely bubble wrapped from the factor, that a small scuff on a lacrosse stick means it should be discounted %20 (Hey clue by 4, it's lacrosse it's gonna look way worse than that after 2 uses)
Just...whatever. I can't accurately type her tone. It had this shrill, motherly sort of "What did you do to my car?" feeling. She stared at me and sneered every time, acted like I was beneath her from the start. Didn't acknowledge my "Hi how are you?"
Just blah
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