I've just been looking at PFB and noticed how many complaints seem to relate to customers not being allowed to use the toilets in the store for employees only, and it reminded me of when I used to work in a shop in a railway station. There wasn't an employee toilets, there was "the back" (wherein, naturally, wonderous items were hidden from those who wanted to buy them ), a small staffroom, and an office. If you needed to go, you had to go to the public toilets on the platform.
This conversation, in various forms, happened so often I lost count, but one woman in particular still stands out, just because of the absolute incredulity and outrage on her face.
I was tidying up the shop, when the aforementioned incredulous woman (IW)rushed up to me.
IW: Excuse me, where are your toilets?
Me: There are toilets downstairs, on both platforms, if you go through the gates over there *pointing*, or there is a cafe just next door to the station if you turn left out of the doors
IW: But I'm really desperate!
Me: Oh they aren't far, it takes about a minute to get to either of them
IW: But can't I just use yours?
Me: I'm sorry? *confused*
IW: Can't I just use the ones you use?
Me: I'm sorry, we don't have any in here, we have to go down to the platforms too
IW: But you must have some in the back! Why can't I use those?
Me: I'm sorry, we only have a stockroom back there, we have to use the public ones on the platform (I'm not dumb enough to tell a stranger where we keep the cash and our personal property, even to make a point!)
IW: Well this is ridiculous! I'm really desperate! I can't believe you won't let me use your toilets!
(N.B. I was surprised she didn't wheel out the "I'm a customer!" line at this point, but she held back. Also, she could probably have got to the toilets by this time if she'd just gone when I gave her the directions)
Me: I'm really sorry, the staff here have to use the platforms ones, we don't have our own in the shop. You can go to the platform ones, or the ones at the cafe next door.
IW: Well this is absolutely ridiculous!
Then she marched off, still muttering about how ridiculous it was and how unhelpful I was being. I'm still not sure why she thought I would lie to her about a toilet, and what she expected to achieve by arguing about it instead of going to the ones I directed her to, if she was really that desperate...
TBH having seen the state of the staffroom fridge, I'm not sure I'd have used staff only toilets even if we'd had them!
This conversation, in various forms, happened so often I lost count, but one woman in particular still stands out, just because of the absolute incredulity and outrage on her face.
I was tidying up the shop, when the aforementioned incredulous woman (IW)rushed up to me.
IW: Excuse me, where are your toilets?
Me: There are toilets downstairs, on both platforms, if you go through the gates over there *pointing*, or there is a cafe just next door to the station if you turn left out of the doors
IW: But I'm really desperate!
Me: Oh they aren't far, it takes about a minute to get to either of them
IW: But can't I just use yours?
Me: I'm sorry? *confused*
IW: Can't I just use the ones you use?
Me: I'm sorry, we don't have any in here, we have to go down to the platforms too
IW: But you must have some in the back! Why can't I use those?
Me: I'm sorry, we only have a stockroom back there, we have to use the public ones on the platform (I'm not dumb enough to tell a stranger where we keep the cash and our personal property, even to make a point!)
IW: Well this is ridiculous! I'm really desperate! I can't believe you won't let me use your toilets!
(N.B. I was surprised she didn't wheel out the "I'm a customer!" line at this point, but she held back. Also, she could probably have got to the toilets by this time if she'd just gone when I gave her the directions)
Me: I'm really sorry, the staff here have to use the platforms ones, we don't have our own in the shop. You can go to the platform ones, or the ones at the cafe next door.
IW: Well this is absolutely ridiculous!
Then she marched off, still muttering about how ridiculous it was and how unhelpful I was being. I'm still not sure why she thought I would lie to her about a toilet, and what she expected to achieve by arguing about it instead of going to the ones I directed her to, if she was really that desperate...
TBH having seen the state of the staffroom fridge, I'm not sure I'd have used staff only toilets even if we'd had them!
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