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Chicajojobe

Your post reminds me to much of The Baby Store because it was pretty much always women shopping there. Just with the added bonus of all of them had a screaming kid or were pregnant and hormonal!

I'm on the other side of the name thing. Now I don't look at anyone like they're moron for getting it wrong, but is frustrating to spend your entire life correcting people. Seriously, even though I know they're being forced to I still hate being asked what my name is by retail slaves because it would just make both of us happier if they didn't!
You don't have to put up with people who are really snotty about it, but it might not be so much about thinking your a moron as just being weary of another round of:
"What's your name?"
"It's J---"
"Jenny?"
"J---"
"Jamie?"
"No, J---"
"Oh! Joanie?"
"Joanie's fine, just put that."
*gets cup of coffee and it says 'Johnny'*

One big tip that will make people happy, don't try to turn what they say into a common name.
Just repeat back exactly what they said unless it's something offensive. Normally they won't be too upset if you're a little off when repeating it, or it's the right name but spelled wrong. However, it's so irritating when they do like I described above and trying out every "normal" name they know.

The Last Archimedean

On those rare occasions where I actually have $$$ to shop for something other than essentials, I always keep track in my head of the cumulative price of what I'm picking up and comparing it to my budget. If I see that something will put me over, I leave it on the rack! Why is that such a difficult concept for people?

DrugStore Diva

I had it mostly with kids who had no sense of money at all (and were old enough that sometime in the recent past they should have been taught at least the basics). They'd come in with $5 and try to buy a $10 item, and the concept of paying sales tax just blew their minds to smithereens.

NC Tony

On those occasions where we have to go shopping, and I mean a major "We need to buy a lot of shit" restocking of the house we keep a running total of what we're buying (usually rounding up to the next dollar so we overestimate how much we're spending) and add it all up BEFORE we hit the registers so we can make sure we have enough money to buy everything. If not, we start deciding what we really don't need and (you might want to be sitting down for this part) ACTUALLY PUT STUFF BACK WHERE WE FOUND IT if we decide we really don't need it.

TechTiger

Get the name problem all the time here... seems like the more complicated a name someone has, the worse their phone is. Doesn't help when you ask them to spell it and they give you v e r y s l o w l y "J...as in joe. O as in oscar... e as in elephant." then the 14 syllable last name in a tenth of a second. "Can you spell your last name for me?" (repeats the same slow spelling of the first name and rattles off the last one again.)


Also doesn't help when they try and use phonetics... incorrectly. A friend (I Shit You Not) had someone tell him that one letter was "H as in 'eagle'".

FuckYouForComing (previously FuckYouForCalling)

Ugh the name thing. I work Sundays as a second job at a toy store that has loyalty cards. When we look you up by your number we are supposed to say "is it under Susan?" Or whatever the name is. If it's a weird one I avoid saying it wrong by just saying "oh found you!", but when I'm signing people up and they tell me their first name and it's either weird or has several different ways to spell it (like Brittany, Britney, etc) they alays give me attitude when I ask them to spell it for me. I'm not psychic. Wtf. Stay strong! And remember: Common sense isn't common.

PedanticTwit

*gems*

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