Re: Hate Thread
I hate my customers.
So, yesterday I get this phone call and it was a guy that was looking for road atlases of the world with the States in them and, barring that, he wanted to know what our cheapest road atlas was. So I put him on hold, go look, dig through, yadda yadda, I'm not paid to be a personal shopper, since my paycheck clearly does not reflect this. Anyhow, I find something what he's looking for and then, after that, he's looking for a bible. Despite being Catholic myself, I hate helping people look for bibles. And it's even more difficult when they're not in the store with me. Still, I soldier on and I'm like "what kind?" "What do you mean 'what kind?'" "Well, there's NIV, King James, New King James..." "Why is there a new King James version?" I almost said "fuck if I know" but...work voice, work voice. So he's like "check the king james for me and see if they have the words of Christ in red and if there are some words that are in italics." Me: -_- "Well most of the bibles are *sealed* but I'll see what I can do." Ohyeah, and he wants *cheap* too. So I go look, remember that the packaging often says "Words of Christ in red" and there's sample text on the one that shows, yes, some words italicized. So I tell him all this and it's "Okay, thank you. Bye." I'm like "that's 20 minutes of my life I'll never get back."
So then later that morning, phone rings again. "Yes, do you have street maps of east coast cities: boston, baltimore, dc, new york, and (I think) philly?" I'm like "Hold on. I'll go look." and I'm trying to remember all these names so I have a co-worker go stand by the maps, I pick up the phone and go "okay, which ones were you looking for?" and we're playing telephone *with* the telephone. Long story short there, we had all the maps they needed. Then, before the customer hangs up, I get "Thank you. And before you go, would you like to hear the complete truth about Jesus Christ?" I'm like "Nope, I have work to do today, sorry. Bye." *click*
Now, complete opposite end of the spectrum (sorta), I get the woman later in the day that's looking for books for her son and she's like "he's read this and this and I want to get him something else, but I don't want to get him anything like those satanist or witchcraft books." Without missing a beat I'm like "Witchcraft has *nothing* to do with satanism." *Insert uncomfortable moment of silence on her part* "Well, I'd like to see what you have to suggest." Not sure if this is a good thing or not, but I wound up ringing her out, too. Son ends up getting an Iron Man graphic novel (way to go! Alcoholic superheroes ftw!) and she also got a customer service survey. Frankly, I see nothing wrong with what I said. I'm not Wiccan but I can at least respect the religion enough to not let someone badmouth it. Granted, the delivery could have been a little better, but when I'm PMSing, sometimes the brakes just aren't there, especially by the end of a 9 hour shift.
One of these days, I'll have to share my story of the "illiteracy monster" with y'all. That woman was a trip and a half omg.
