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background. The library has study rooms we let people use for 2 hours, unless no one is waiting then they can use them longer.
fucking cunt : fc
sc: sucky customer, second story
fc comes up to me.
fc: do you have study rooms here.
me: yes. I need to see your id.
fc: *gives me her library card* (note: I wish people would give me ids with their names printed on them. library cards don't have your name on them except what you sign, and I can't read signatures since they are always illegible)
me: ok, can you spell out your name for me?
fc: L-o-u-i-s P-a-y-c-o-n
me: ok, here are the rules, please read them
fc: *picks up list of rules, spends one second looking at them, puts it down* ok
me: Did you read the rules?
fc: yes.
me: what is the most important rule.
fc: just get me a room.
So I could have told her I can't give you a room until you read the rules, but no doubt the fc will throw a fit, ask for a manager, and the manager will end up scolding me, at best, telling me "pick your battles." though the manager working with me was one that got beat up by a customer; maybe she would have stuck by me.
So I tell the fucking cunt "the main rules are that you let us know when you leave and no food or drink" I didn't tell her she only gets two hours if someone is waiting. Let it be a rude surprise for her. Of course, if a cw tells her to leave after 2 hours, no doubt she will say, "no one told me I get two hours," when the rules say that.
second story.
me and cw are on the floor, tlaking.
sc: I hear you have rooms up here that we can use all day and all night.
cw: no, we have rooms that you can use only for 2 hours.
sc: but that's not what I heard.
cw: sorry, 2 hours
I didn't correct cw, since unlike my cws I stand by what they say. Also, what did he think we were, a hotel to let a room out all day and night?
fucking cunt : fc
sc: sucky customer, second story
fc comes up to me.
fc: do you have study rooms here.
me: yes. I need to see your id.
fc: *gives me her library card* (note: I wish people would give me ids with their names printed on them. library cards don't have your name on them except what you sign, and I can't read signatures since they are always illegible)
me: ok, can you spell out your name for me?
fc: L-o-u-i-s P-a-y-c-o-n
me: ok, here are the rules, please read them
fc: *picks up list of rules, spends one second looking at them, puts it down* ok
me: Did you read the rules?
fc: yes.
me: what is the most important rule.
fc: just get me a room.
So I could have told her I can't give you a room until you read the rules, but no doubt the fc will throw a fit, ask for a manager, and the manager will end up scolding me, at best, telling me "pick your battles." though the manager working with me was one that got beat up by a customer; maybe she would have stuck by me.
So I tell the fucking cunt "the main rules are that you let us know when you leave and no food or drink" I didn't tell her she only gets two hours if someone is waiting. Let it be a rude surprise for her. Of course, if a cw tells her to leave after 2 hours, no doubt she will say, "no one told me I get two hours," when the rules say that.
second story.
me and cw are on the floor, tlaking.
sc: I hear you have rooms up here that we can use all day and all night.
cw: no, we have rooms that you can use only for 2 hours.
sc: but that's not what I heard.
cw: sorry, 2 hours
I didn't correct cw, since unlike my cws I stand by what they say. Also, what did he think we were, a hotel to let a room out all day and night?
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