people are like LDL cholesterol for the internet
Hawknc wrote:Gotta love our political choices here - you can pick the unionised socially conservative party, or the free-market even more socially conservative party. Oh who to vote for…I don't know, I think I'll just flip a coin and hope it explodes and kills me.
microwaved wrote:I also had some guy complain to me that we shouldn't be selling "colored" baby dolls, then proceed to try and buy some stuff with a stolen credit card.
Michael McClary, in alt.fusion, wrote:Irrigation of the land with sewater desalinated by fusion power is ancient. It's called 'rain'.
Manager: So... what kind of girls do you like?
Me: [long explanation] ...so, you know, weird girls. People who are a bit different.
Manager: [Very long pause for thought.] So... like disabled girls. Or Chinese.
Me: *Jaw drops. No idea how to respond.* Chinese girls?
Manager: I mean, say what you want about them, they're just not right.
Me: *Walks straight out of shop.*
CaraInFrames wrote:Dream : I'm sorry to say that made me laugh out loud, "lol", if you will, but I won't.
Belial wrote:You are giving me the tools to sodomize my vast imagination, and for this I am grateful.
Insignificant Deification wrote:I have no tales of retail, as I have neither dealt with nor been a stupid customer. Indubitably, you're thinking "Right... of course you haven't."
Considering how little shopping I've done over the course of my life, and the fact that I've exchanged less than 100 words total with all of the shop-people, and have never been unreasonable or asked them for anything but to exchange me the item/service for my money. . .I'd say I haven't.
Hawknc wrote:Next month my career as a retail assistant draws to a close, hopefully for the rest of my life, and I can't say I've had too many spectacularly stupid people come in. Working in fast food was undoubtedly the worst of the lot and was a job I only stayed at as long as I did so that I could afford to visit my girlfriend, but eventually I quit due to having a total bitch for a manager. Highlights of my time in retail include:
- Having old men come up to the video stall I was working at and ask for "sexy" videos (*shudder*); that was another short-lived job due to the business being unprofitable
- A customer who stuck his finger into a live lamp socket to "see if it was on" (didn't do much damage to anything except his ego, thankfully)
- A customer who tried to return a 12-volt garden light because their father wired it up to 240V mains power and it exploded
- A disturbing number of people who smelled worse than death; a more accurate description would be if death had just finished a 10km marathon, not showered for a month and made his own deodorant from the sweat of other marathon runners
- Lots of racist people...not outright racist, but they'll often sneer or make disparaging comments if they have to wait behind a customer with poor English, for example. That was probably one of the more depressing parts of working in retail.
I'm just glad I didn't work in the US, I don't think I could have handled the stupidity. Bitches would be choked.
Delbin wrote:I have to ask, do customers everywhere get tunnel vision when they see someone at a desk? People often come in, walk right by signs, maps, and large stacks of items, to ask where to find the things they just walked by. I know I've done this in the past.
Eleyras wrote:Me: Pause for thought as I consider the pros and cons of each way and make sure I understand her way "Oh, okay." Goes back out to the floor and sorts
Her: "That's what I meant by giving me attitude. When you paused like that."
Me: "Oh. I was thinking about what you said."
alkatmsu wrote:I don't work in retail, but being in the kitchen of a local resturaunt, I hear all kinds of strange requests:
Half a baked potato (what would we possibly do with the other half?).
A grilled cheese with no crust.
One of our side items is mixed vegetables. Customers frequently request "no carrots" or "califlower only" or the such. I refuse to comply, and the manager agrees with me. The waitresses often do it themselves to satisfy their customer.
Grilled chicken with no marinade (impossible, as the marinade is what prevents it from sticking to the grill and burning).
"Warmed-over" beans, meaning beans leftover from the previous night and reheated.
I know there's more, but I can't think of any right now.
mathmagic wrote:The only request that is "unreasonable" would be the vegetable one, but that's just under the circumstances of which they're prepared (pre-mixed/frozen/whatever). But it's not like the customer knows this. The chicken marinade predicament can be fixed with a little vegetable oil sprayed on the grill and/or chicken. How hard is it to cut the crust off of a sandwich?
Everything else is fine, and not uncommon. After working in a kitchen for 3 years, I've run into some "retarded" requests, but we've obliged anyhow to make the customer's experience as enjoyable as possible.
alkatmtsu wrote:The chickens soak in the maranade for at least 24 hours before cooking, rinsing it off would not change the flavor, just make it harder to cook.
Akira wrote:Of course, (and I know this is supposed to be for horror stories, but) there are the occasional really good customers: the ones who are really polite, aren't unreasonable, who know what they want, who speak clearly and loud enough for me to hear. I like serving them. They make me not quit my job. That's the kind of customer I try to be. I think I'm usually sucessful.
The Great Hippo wrote:I'm sure there are folks out there who can trump me--folks out there who have to deal with customers taking a shit in the aisles, or something else ridiculously loathesome
Dream wrote:C: *suddenly nice, but trying to be threatening* I'm coming back tomorrow. I'm going to complain to the nice old lady with the varicose veins.
Akira wrote:Dream wrote:C: *suddenly nice, but trying to be threatening* I'm coming back tomorrow. I'm going to complain to the nice old lady with the varicose veins.
Who probably has raised both kids and grandkids, and knows how not to take shit off of people.
I know that if either of my grandmothers worked in retail (they wouldn't be above it, they're humble women, although I certainly can't see them doing so), there would not be a single impolite customer. Both of them raised five kids, and Grandma still substitute teaches every so often.