Custy Support Brightens The Mouse's Day

Okay, SO, hi. I haven't died, if anyone was wondering. Today has been... well, interesting to say the least.

It's about the first full week of summertime and holy CRAP has it been crazy. But today, thus far, has been

the worst. The thing is, I spent the morning opening on register at Nugget Stand in Fantasyland. Decent amount of people, whatever. Pretty much a normal day.

But then, about noon or shortly thereafter, something happens.

THE POWER GOES OUT!

But not for us. No, that wouldn't be interesting at all, just boring. The big restaurant in the area loses power, as well as the two rides closest to it.

Now, the only place to get a hot meal in the entire LAND is out tiny little nugget stand.

And it's the middle of lunchtime.

To say we got SLAMMED is an understatement of the highest caliber, and we only had three registers open. We sold enough chicken to shame the Colonel in a heartbeat. Plenty of register lines and all that.

I'm going pretty fine and helping this guests when all of a sudden, this British lady (with what I think is a harelip) walks up, about 10 feet away from me at a VERY BUSY RESTAURANT and says something with a VERY heavy accent.

I don't understand her, so I say "I'm sorry, I don't understand."

She repeats herself, just as unintelligible as before.

Again: "Sorry ma'am, I don't understand."

And, a third time, we repeat the cycle.

Eventually, she joins the rest of my line and finally gets up to order. I take her order, everything's fine, when suddenly:

Foreign Hag(FH), to the next lady behind her: "I had been asking him if I were in the right queue. I mean, he kept saying I don't understand, I don't understand. He's a bit simple, isn't he?"

*eye twitch*

DID SHE JUST CALL ME RETARDED? Bitch, what the FUCK is wrong with you? I go to school full time for Information Technology, I've got STRAIGHT A'S IN CALCULUS.

I've been in advanced classes all my life, and goddammit I won jeopardy twice. Thankfully, the lady behind me, after she watched off, said "Don't worry. I was right next to her, with no machinery and sound going on, and I couldn't understand what the fuck she said either."

It made me laugh a little.

Beyond that, though, the rest of the day, while busy, was great, and there were generally good and patient guests, including the family that owned and ran their own restaurant and gave me plenty of reassurance that I was doing a great job despite the stress. Hopefully the generally good vibe amongst the guests lasts.

Until next time, have a magical day!

--MouseMastered

 

Comments

[GreenGrin]

I hate accents. I have a really hard time understanding someone with an accent. It doesn't matter what kind of accent it is, I can't understand what the fuck they are saying. Which is why I spent 9 months of hell working in a neighbourhood primarily populated with Chinese immigrants. Sadly I did not get any better at understanding the accents of people with Mandarin or Cantonese as their first language.

[Magical Shrimp]

Some accents I can understand fine, others confuse the hell out of me. I'm not sure what the x factor is - it's not always just because I'm more familiar with one or the other.

On another note, I hate hate HATE people who pop up outside the line to ask a question or ask for something. Wait in line patiently like everyone else has managed to do! You're not special! And in Foreign Hag's case (asking if she was "in the right queue"), the answer was LINED UP RIGHT NEXT TO HER! I know who the real "simple" one is.

[Burger Bitch]

People need to understand that sometimes people won't understand your accent, it's nobody's fault.

A Jamaican guy flipped at me because I couldn't understand what he was saying. Simmer down, bitch.

[Nocturnesthesia]

I always feel like a total fucking tool when that happens. Seriously, if your English is that bad, screaming at me and/or getting pissed off if I respond wrongly isn't going to make matters any better.

Usually if I'm a customer at a place where the clerk speaks a different language, I end up pointing and gesturing a lot. Yeah, I probably look like Koko the fuckin' Monkey, but at least I'm not screaming unintelligible curses at people.

[Joe]

gratz on winning Jeopardy 2x

[Bitch Boy]

Speak to me with a Russian, Indian, British, Bronx, or even Oriental, I'm fine. Speak to me with the speed of a New Yorker combined with the accent of a deep southerner, I'm screwed...

[Bumblebee]

I"m pretty good with accents,it's taken me a while....had a boyfriend yeaaaarrrsss ago with a german grandmother...the first few times i met here i just smiled and nodded. Usually i can also pinpoint what language they're speaking, even if i don't speak it. I'm good enough in french that i can tell a custy "Mr/MRS/MS, i do not understand your english, please speak to me in french, what would you like?". I'm good with the germanic-ish peoples, as well as the spanishy types. However....I don't speak old people. I simply can't understand why you would stand 5 feet away and whisper...or worse and then get angry when i can't understand you....

[Soph]

Just a few years ago I had a really strong Scouse (Liverpool, England) accent. When I went outside my own city nobody could understand me, so I worked hard to reduce it and enunciate and now everybody can. I don't get why that bitch didn't get that her accent is too strong and she needs to SPEAK CLEARLY or gtfo of line. You worked hard to try to understand her when it's her problem, so she's obviously the dumb one.

[Soph]

Just a few years ago I had a really strong Scouse (Liverpool, England) accent. When I went outside my own city nobody could understand me, so I worked hard to reduce it and enunciate and now everybody can. I don't get why that bitch didn't get that her accent is too strong and she needs to SPEAK CLEARLY or gtfo of line. You worked hard to try to understand her when it's her problem, so she's obviously the dumb one.