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 ♥ My name is Alicia. I go by ALMIGHTYALICIA on the net. musings
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Posted Tuesday, November 22, 2011 // 8:12 am
Is probably my blog
 So I had been working over the weekend and the business was fantastic. It was awesome. But on weekdays, the business wasn't as fantastic, good news is I can go home earlier. I might as well just share some weird work stories that I encounter during work. There was this guy who was staring at this 7ft feet really intensely. So I walked over to introduce his the tree, only to get a response if we sell black trees. I led him to the black tree displays and he started commenting about how black trees equals to forest fire. You can just see my face giving the so-why-did-you-ask-me-about-black-trees-moron smile. Later, he started rambling about how Christmas trees has nothing to do with Christ and everything fucking thing about Christianity which has no reference-whatsoever with the trees I am trying to sell. It was fucking terrible and I was just upset. He even introduce me his church that I have absolutely no interest in even visiting. Please, I don't even know your name and I have to "give myself a chance" to go to your dumb-ass church just because you say so? People like him makes me a fucking Atheist. There is this other woman who was choosing her roll of ribbon to make it into the bouquet that we offer for free. She was the most cheapskate person ever and she hardly spent a single cent on anything other than the cheapest and tiniest ones. So she finally picked a thin golden one which we already warned her that it might not turn out right because it is too thin. But she insisted she wants it because it would be hanged at her door only. Customer is always right, after all, so we made it. Halfway through she kept prancing about the ribbons section and she picked another roll which is purple and thicker. Now, the purple one is $2 more expensive, and she simply put it on the cashier after choosing it, so naturally we made another for her. Little did we know, she was actually exchanging because she didn't like how the golden one turned out. Now we can't possibly sell opened ribbons to other customers right? Moreover, her golden one was $2 cheaper, so she definitely had to top up the remaining two bucks. She wanted to just take the purple one and walk away. That is just fucking ridiculous. She is a terrible, asshole and bitchy customer all in one, who insisted on her right even though she is clearly in the wrong. We just let her leave with the purple one eventually. But she later returned to accuse us of not handing her some stupid-ass ornaments with this crying tone in her voice as though we are bullying her. Hold up bitch, who is making the scene first? And after we thought she would never return, she came back with a red star. So apparently she is making a purchase. We were just so sick of her shenanigans that we just shove it in a plastic bag with nothing else and pray that she leaves as soon as possible. The work was fine without these kind of people. Labels: work stories, working |