What's happening?
Lots. I found out a few days ago that my district manager is giving me the store that I've been training in. So after one month I am now officially the store manager of a two-story video store. Which I'm quite pleased with. And, it seems, so are the employees.
So far it's been a lot of fun. Even catching crazy criminals and dealing with some of the oddest clientele I have ever encountered. In fact, the other day I was finishing up a transaction with this woman and I thanked her and wished her a "great day" and she just stood there, motionless…
"Mam, can I help you with something else…?"
"Just a moment," she said with both hands hovering over the counter as if she were warming her hands in front of a fire. "I need to make sure I haven't forgotten anything."
"Okay…," I said cautiously.
And she stood like that for a solid minute, slowly scanning the counter for a personal item she may have laid down and then forgotten.
"Thank you," she said, then turned and left the store.
"No prob, whack-job," I said silently.
I'm evil, I know it. That'll be me in ten years and I'll totally deserve it. Karma is gonna come and bite me on the ass. But to tell you the truth, I love running into these weirdoes. I mean, these freaks totally inspire me to write whacky stories. I wonder if Stephen King ever worked in a video store….
So far it's been a lot of fun. Even catching crazy criminals and dealing with some of the oddest clientele I have ever encountered. In fact, the other day I was finishing up a transaction with this woman and I thanked her and wished her a "great day" and she just stood there, motionless…
"Mam, can I help you with something else…?"
"Just a moment," she said with both hands hovering over the counter as if she were warming her hands in front of a fire. "I need to make sure I haven't forgotten anything."
"Okay…," I said cautiously.
And she stood like that for a solid minute, slowly scanning the counter for a personal item she may have laid down and then forgotten.
"Thank you," she said, then turned and left the store.
"No prob, whack-job," I said silently.
I'm evil, I know it. That'll be me in ten years and I'll totally deserve it. Karma is gonna come and bite me on the ass. But to tell you the truth, I love running into these weirdoes. I mean, these freaks totally inspire me to write whacky stories. I wonder if Stephen King ever worked in a video store….
posted by Grant-Will-Rant at
7:41 PM
4 Comments:
Thats funny :) Working with the public is always a good time. I used to work at the returns desk at Home Depot. One lady got mad because I would not refund her money for a half gallon of milk that she said tasted funny and then threw the bottle at me. Home Depot doesn't even sell milk!
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dmd, at 6:06 PM, April 08, 2006
Hilarious! Where do these people come from??? Milk? At Home Depot?
Your story reminded me of a phone call I received from this woman while I was working for Wherehouse Music. She yelled at me for not cancelling her insurance policy. I told her over and over that we were a music store, that we had nothing to do with insurance. Finally she got it and then hung up on me.
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Grant-Will-Rant, at 7:42 PM, April 08, 2006
Congrats on the speedy placement!
By
Oliver Dale, at 8:17 PM, April 09, 2006
Okay, enough is enough. I demand an update.
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Oliver Dale, at 6:38 PM, May 13, 2006
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