Never make eye contact with someone waiting by the doors. Especially if it's your coworker.
New guy waves me over on my way to the break room. He's got a refrigerator, a dishwasher, and a large shelving unit all stacked by the door, and there's a Trophy Wife type standing next to him tapping her nails impatiently.
He starts to explain something but she jumps right in.
TW: Oh thank God, finally! He's refusing to load this for us! We just gave you people a huge sale, you need to help us. We can make or break this store.
Oh goody. I don't know about the rest of you but that last line is one of my pet peeves.
Me: I'm sorry to hear that, let's take a look at your vehicle and we'll see what we can do.
She scoffs loudly and rolls her eyes, but takes us outside and points...At this little four door Honda thing. Now. I may not know cars but I do know appliances. Maybe we could get the dishwasher in, with a little lube and a lot of determination. But a fridge? And a shelf? AND a dishwasher? Nah son.
Me: Well, we could probably get this guy in there, and you could find somebody with a truck to come back for-
TW: Are you FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW! I paid for these items and you need to load it into my vehicle or there are going to be CONSEQUENCES!
Me: Ma'am, it is not physically possible to get all these items in your current vehicle. I would love to help you. I would.
TW: Well then what the fuck is stopping you!
Physics.
Me: I'll get the manager.
In case you were wondering the manager didn't bend the laws of the universe for her either. We lost a (admittedly large) sale when she returned everything and stomped out. Seriously though I'm still trying to wrap my head around it. I mean it was a smallish fridge but an idiot could see it wasn't going to fit!
Submitted June 17, 2017 at 11:17PM by ThoseWhoWander-111 http://ift.tt/2sBCf7s TalesFromRetail
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