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» Clients Are Stupid
Argumentative customers
Was standing in an isle stacking a shelf in middle England’s supermarket of choice when a female customer taps me on the back, I turn around and await her stupid question (I’m expecting something along the lines of 'where do I pay for this')...and I wait...and I wait...she just stands there looking at me:
me: Is there anything I can help you with
still saying nothing she points to a product on the shelf, a little confused by this I mutter 'sorry?'. At this point the once silent woman erupts:
Her: WELL I CANT REACH IT CAN I? HOW AM I SOPPOSED TO REACH THAT SHELF, HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO BE ABLE TO DO MY SHOPPING IN THIS STORE? THIS SHOP IS HIGHTEST
me: would you like me to reach that for you madam?
Her: WELL I CANT REACH IT CAN I?
(I pass her the product and contemplate pointing out that we are in a city center and that space is at a premium, decided not to get into an argument, have regretted that decision ever since)
(Mon 29th Dec 2003, 22:19, More)
Argumentative customers
Was standing in an isle stacking a shelf in middle England’s supermarket of choice when a female customer taps me on the back, I turn around and await her stupid question (I’m expecting something along the lines of 'where do I pay for this')...and I wait...and I wait...she just stands there looking at me:
me: Is there anything I can help you with
still saying nothing she points to a product on the shelf, a little confused by this I mutter 'sorry?'. At this point the once silent woman erupts:
Her: WELL I CANT REACH IT CAN I? HOW AM I SOPPOSED TO REACH THAT SHELF, HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO BE ABLE TO DO MY SHOPPING IN THIS STORE? THIS SHOP IS HIGHTEST
me: would you like me to reach that for you madam?
Her: WELL I CANT REACH IT CAN I?
(I pass her the product and contemplate pointing out that we are in a city center and that space is at a premium, decided not to get into an argument, have regretted that decision ever since)
(Mon 29th Dec 2003, 22:19, More)