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Inspired by the previous thread a bit down the page, I had one of these today!
<bg> At my Aid of Rite, we offer passport photos. You get 2 to a sheet for $8.99 and we cut them down to the standard 2x2 size unless you ask otherwise. No appointment necessary. </bg>
So this dreamboat of a guy comes up to me and asks for a passport photo, and to make them passport sized. Ok. I get the camera and take his photo (got it the first try!). He wants 20 of them. A little unusual, but ok. I do 10 sets, which we're talking about nearly $100 worth of photo here. I have to fill the paper and change the ribbon for our printer halfway through, and in between manager A and manager S1 are harping at me about the cigarette and tobacco invoices that failed to print properly and had to redo them (3x each, ughhhhhhhhh). So Dreamboat's pictures finally printed. And I cut them perfectly. They are the most perfect passport photos I have ever done. I go off to fix the invoice and cashier N shows the pictures to him. Dreamboat flips out. Apparently a "passport photo, passport sized" meant for me to take pictures off his memory card and make them passport sized. Yells he's going to call corporate, grumbles about paying the price for such shitty work, and stomps away.
Bonus: Andropause
So we had a team of guys replace our lights today while they were on (unscrew the fluorescent tubes, replace with fresh tubes, this takes them a couple hours to do because there are fluorescent lights everywhere and in the displays). One of them knocks over a Santa Claus candle and I run to grab the broom. As I'm coming back with the broom, I hear the tail end of an argument. Big, 50ish year old guy screaming his lungs out at scrawny 20ish guy. 50ish has such a booming voice, I can hear him to the back of the store.
"HOW DARE YOU CUT IN LINE?!?!?"
"I wasn't."
"YES YOU WERE YOU BASTARD COME ON WE'LL TAKE THIS OUTSIDE!"
"I wasn't. And I am not going to argue with you. So you go first."
"ARE YOU TRYING TO ARGUE WITH ME?!?"
"No."
"GOOD. SO SHUT UP." *50ish stomps off*
"Man, what is his problem? He's got to be having a bad day." Scrawny pays for his stuff.
<bg> At my Aid of Rite, we offer passport photos. You get 2 to a sheet for $8.99 and we cut them down to the standard 2x2 size unless you ask otherwise. No appointment necessary. </bg>
So this dreamboat of a guy comes up to me and asks for a passport photo, and to make them passport sized. Ok. I get the camera and take his photo (got it the first try!). He wants 20 of them. A little unusual, but ok. I do 10 sets, which we're talking about nearly $100 worth of photo here. I have to fill the paper and change the ribbon for our printer halfway through, and in between manager A and manager S1 are harping at me about the cigarette and tobacco invoices that failed to print properly and had to redo them (3x each, ughhhhhhhhh). So Dreamboat's pictures finally printed. And I cut them perfectly. They are the most perfect passport photos I have ever done. I go off to fix the invoice and cashier N shows the pictures to him. Dreamboat flips out. Apparently a "passport photo, passport sized" meant for me to take pictures off his memory card and make them passport sized. Yells he's going to call corporate, grumbles about paying the price for such shitty work, and stomps away.
Bonus: Andropause
So we had a team of guys replace our lights today while they were on (unscrew the fluorescent tubes, replace with fresh tubes, this takes them a couple hours to do because there are fluorescent lights everywhere and in the displays). One of them knocks over a Santa Claus candle and I run to grab the broom. As I'm coming back with the broom, I hear the tail end of an argument. Big, 50ish year old guy screaming his lungs out at scrawny 20ish guy. 50ish has such a booming voice, I can hear him to the back of the store.
"HOW DARE YOU CUT IN LINE?!?!?"
"I wasn't."
"YES YOU WERE YOU BASTARD COME ON WE'LL TAKE THIS OUTSIDE!"
"I wasn't. And I am not going to argue with you. So you go first."
"ARE YOU TRYING TO ARGUE WITH ME?!?"
"No."
"GOOD. SO SHUT UP." *50ish stomps off*
"Man, what is his problem? He's got to be having a bad day." Scrawny pays for his stuff.
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