Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Does Being in My Video Store Make ALL Customers Deaf & Dumb??
11:50 PM
*Warning, im super mean in this one, but after so much stress at work.... well I needed to vent*
Dear Customer,
You asked where Transformers was, in the rudest tone possible I might add. Please do not walk away while I am trying to explain to you where the dvd is located, only to come back in 5 minutes and complain that "you couldn't find it" and "you told me the wrong place to look". Actually good customer I didn't tell you anything, because you walked away while I was trying to speak to you in my happy smiley polite tone of voice that masks the fact that I wish to choke the life out of you. "Why?" you ask, would someone as semi normal and friendly as me want to strangle you and dance on your corpse?
Because you did this to me no less then 6 times in the span of two hours. And when i asked if you wanted me to show you where the dvd's were you waved me away like a servant girl, which last time I looked was not part of my job description. You also had the nerve to start muttering and bitching to your friend about how stupid I was and didn't know the store from my arse or elbow, even though i went out of my way to help you, well let me assure you good customer I have never tried to poop from my elbow, so im pretty sure I AT LEAST know where my arse is. Oh, you didn't realize I was behind you? Wow sir, you sure look worried, but fear not, I wont yell at you, im simply going to pretend I didn't hear you, smile and walk away.....
Edit: Also to the young man on Saturday afternoon who threw a tantrum and started swearing and calling me and my co worker names, JUST because we wouldn't take all your silver coins and give you a $20 back, Fuck you. This isn't a bank, in fact, the damn banks which are 2 shops down from us are STILL OPEN! Go get you $20 from them. You aren't a customer so we don't have to do shit for you, and we wont since when I told you in my nice smiley customer friendly voice that "im sorry we don't give or switch change" you walked off swearing, yelling, calling us both names and being the sad piece of gutter trash you were so clearly raised to be. Go die in a fire!
It is this sort of customer that can make working in customer service really hard. It took all my effort to still smile and be nice to the customers who walked in that night, and on Saturday afternoon. I don't mind cleaning up bodily fluids, or renting out porn to dirty old men or even cleaning up poop, but I hate it when people bad mouth my customer service skills just because they are too stupid to listen. I also hate it when people think just because i wont bend over backwards and lick their nuts it gives them the right to swear, yell and act like they were raised by retarded, crack baby, inbred, asshole hillbillies.
Dear Customer,
You asked where Transformers was, in the rudest tone possible I might add. Please do not walk away while I am trying to explain to you where the dvd is located, only to come back in 5 minutes and complain that "you couldn't find it" and "you told me the wrong place to look". Actually good customer I didn't tell you anything, because you walked away while I was trying to speak to you in my happy smiley polite tone of voice that masks the fact that I wish to choke the life out of you. "Why?" you ask, would someone as semi normal and friendly as me want to strangle you and dance on your corpse?
Because you did this to me no less then 6 times in the span of two hours. And when i asked if you wanted me to show you where the dvd's were you waved me away like a servant girl, which last time I looked was not part of my job description. You also had the nerve to start muttering and bitching to your friend about how stupid I was and didn't know the store from my arse or elbow, even though i went out of my way to help you, well let me assure you good customer I have never tried to poop from my elbow, so im pretty sure I AT LEAST know where my arse is. Oh, you didn't realize I was behind you? Wow sir, you sure look worried, but fear not, I wont yell at you, im simply going to pretend I didn't hear you, smile and walk away.....
Edit: Also to the young man on Saturday afternoon who threw a tantrum and started swearing and calling me and my co worker names, JUST because we wouldn't take all your silver coins and give you a $20 back, Fuck you. This isn't a bank, in fact, the damn banks which are 2 shops down from us are STILL OPEN! Go get you $20 from them. You aren't a customer so we don't have to do shit for you, and we wont since when I told you in my nice smiley customer friendly voice that "im sorry we don't give or switch change" you walked off swearing, yelling, calling us both names and being the sad piece of gutter trash you were so clearly raised to be. Go die in a fire!
It is this sort of customer that can make working in customer service really hard. It took all my effort to still smile and be nice to the customers who walked in that night, and on Saturday afternoon. I don't mind cleaning up bodily fluids, or renting out porn to dirty old men or even cleaning up poop, but I hate it when people bad mouth my customer service skills just because they are too stupid to listen. I also hate it when people think just because i wont bend over backwards and lick their nuts it gives them the right to swear, yell and act like they were raised by retarded, crack baby, inbred, asshole hillbillies.
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- Grace C
- I love movies, and for over 5 years I worked at a video store somewhere in the depths of Auckland so I could be close to my precious movies & rent those bitches for free! However, I have since moved on. But even after moving on from the store I still have a load of video store stories of crazy customers and random happenings to talk about!!
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