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You know how in some stores you can just never find any help? There's never anyone around, you encounter asshole employees and their shitty attitudes when you *do* find one of them, and then you get to the checkouts and everything rings up wrong?
That doesn't happen at my store.
Service is fast, helpful, courteous. There's almost no customer complaints ever. But I've worked in places where it's just a shitheap and everyone's pissed about it.
And it kind of annoys me that I got compliment cards all the time at the shitheap store just becuase I wasn't an asshole. And here, here there's barely a verbal thank you most of the time. They just expect you to go way the fuck out of your way for them. Because the company expects that too. And we do.

Maybe I'm just noticing this more because of the season.

heh, I actually got bitched at by a customer the other day because she heard me say that I hate christmas.
She was outraged and horrified. When I shrugged and said "Halloween is my favorite holiday," it just got worse. She wasn't coming at it from a "birth of our lord jesus christ" angle either. She was just insanely in love with the christmas holiday and all its trappings and couldn't conceive of someone who didn't feel the same.

Tom today made a little comment that has taken him right out of the 'flirting with' category. It was just this little offhand thing, and oddly enough, it was because he was actually being thoughtful for a change. He said something about sometimes going after "thicker chicks... big girls" and said that they are, "no offense", great for awhile becuase they never get any attention, so when they do, they're really eager to please.
It was the combination that got me there. And I didn't storm off all pissy or anything. But "no offense" to me about a lame, overly broad comment on fat girl behavior?
Nah, no thanks.
I'm used to being everyone's girl buddy, but I'll be damned if I'm going to be the "fat girl" girl buddy and just pretend that he didn't make it that fucking obvious that he's got me pegged as a 'fat girl'...which is a title I don't think I qualify for these days.

Besides that, the egotistical male posturing thing doesn't impress me. Babbling at me about bedding nasty chicks and acting superior for it is never impressive. Especially coming from a guy who isn't sporting conventional (or really even non conventional) good looks.

bleh. Just bleh.

I got past the "I can't go anywhere, I can't do anything" part of Jet Set Radio Future. And dear LORD is that an awesome game. I love the way it moves, love the soundtrack, love the way it looks.
good good stuff.


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Dec. 8th, 2002 01:07 pm (UTC)
holy smokes. i am ridiculously grateful when an employee helps me in a store these days. (i embarrass my husband.) it so seldom happens that i hardly ask anymore. i did hit a point where i started to refuse to go into certain stores, like Macy's, because the employees there have consistently been not helpful, ignorant, or simply not around to help. i also wonder whether these folks are getting the training and/or whether there simply aren't enough people to do the work needed at the store.

i will even pay extra and go to a store like nordstrom's sometimes because i know folks there will bend over backwards to help me. when they ran out of something, one employee took my number and told me that she would call me when it got in. and she DID.

dip me in shit and call me stinky.
Dec. 8th, 2002 07:04 pm (UTC)
See, today.. a random guest approached me in the store and asked if I knew anything about the christmas trees. I don't really, as I don't work in that area, wasn't anywhere near that area, and try to avoid that area at all costs. I told her that I didn't really know much, but asked what she needed to know and said I could see if I could help. She was looking for a particular tree. She'd bought one of the prelit trees, realized she had the MULTI colored lights when what she wanted was the CLEAR lights.
So we went to the back and I found her the tree she wanted and loaded it into a tub for her. I walked it up to the front with her, put it at the service desk, went to her car with her, loaded the other tree into the tub and back into the store.
I walked around the counter and took care of her exchange because the other person at the service desk was busy with another guest. I then came back out, and got the tub to her car, into her car, and gave her a big smile and wave as she drove off.

She never even SMILED at me, let alone acted grateful or expressed gratitude.
And ya know, I'm one charming damned person when I want to be, dammit.

But yeah... she's the usual customer these days. I didn't have to do anything more than point her toward the back and tell her someone would be down there to answer her questions.
It's what a lot of people would have done.

Dec. 8th, 2002 01:08 pm (UTC)
oh, and another thing.
you ain't fat. tell that bastard that fat chicks ain't grateful for putzes like him.
Dec. 8th, 2002 07:12 pm (UTC)
Re: oh, and another thing.
The thing is... I'm a solid 15lbs *less* not fat than when you saw me.
I'm sure as hell not a skinny chick (thank god), by any means... but just the "no offense" thing... guh.

And the sheer CLUELESSNESS of how that might be taken.
Or the sheer lack of *concern* over how that might be taken, to be more accurate.
I know he's a guy who doesn't give a shit about how people take things. It's his main modus operandi. And I can appreciate that, being a disturbingly blunt person sometimes myself. But you draw a line with the people who actually enjoy the company of.

So not only is he inaccurate, he's a dick.
Dec. 8th, 2002 01:23 pm (UTC)
I like slutty girls, no offense, cause like, they put out!

Heh, wanna come over for dinner? My dad's cooking!
Dec. 8th, 2002 07:17 pm (UTC)
nah, it was worse than that.
Because he wasn't just calling me a fat girl, he was calling me a fat girl who was desperate and would do 3,000 tricks in bed just to keep a guy like him.
Because, ya know... all us fat chicks are desperate, needy, clingy pits of 'please like me'...

It was just very casual and thoughtless and really fucking grossed me out about his point of view.

AAAAAAAAAAnd I was actually annoyed, disturbed, put out and a little angry about it.
Maybe the Holly mood ring site wouldn't be such a bad idea, herm?
Dec. 8th, 2002 07:21 pm (UTC)
yes, a website, do it!
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