I think once I'm done with retail, I'll be an anthropologist. It's not like I'll notice the lack of pay and dealing with shitty conditions.
She started out a sweet yet somewhat high strung old lady.
That should have been a warning sign.
Well, she needed a coaxial cable. Not a problem, we have about a million, so I showed her our stock and helped her pick one out. Then she needed a connector. We have two types, the feed-thru and the twist on.
She picks up the twist on type and starts to walk away. I figure she's done and out of my hair when she stops me. WHY?
This hellacious tale was left in the comments of the Piggy Fright post.
Atombomb1945 encountered a huge douchy custy:
They know when you are at peace with the store. That is when they seek you out and strike.
The worst I had was selling a Cell Phone to a customer.
In the middle of the pitch (in the store mind you) he pulls out a pack of smokes and lights up.
I smoke, but I couldn't do it in the store. I asked him to take it outside.
What does he do?
He throws it on the carpet and snuffs it out.
Then he left with out buying anything.
He knew I was having a good day.
Guess who was asked if they were smoking in the store when the boss came in?
The Piggy Shopper Hell Spawn mess!!!
But what makes a Retail Slave SCREAM...is...after cleaning this mess up...they turn around and face this...CLICK HERE
I have to vent. Enjoy the story.
have just had a customer – mother with toddler – come in and sit down
on the seat to have his feet measured.
As she waits for me to get my
measuring guide, she proceeds to dust herself off of thousands
of crumbs, onto our floor.
Both her and the child are absolutely
She apologized and said ‘We’ve just had a scone’ (it was more
an explanation than an apology though).
Would you not shake yourself
clean in the carpark? (we are not in a mall, the cars are parked right
There was an actual inch square chunk of scone along with
small and medium sized crumbs all over our floor.
I had to go and get
the brush and shovel before her child could try anything on as it would
have been mashed in and tracked everywhere.
At least she bought the
damn shoes I tried on him, and she didn’t hang around.
That is a small
I was swearing so much at her out the back I was afraid she
might have heard me (my colleague said you couldn’t hear me out the
front, phew. I was really letting her have it).
can't think how this could ever be considered an acceptable way to
behave, but then I'm just a civilized human being, what would I know.
I always get someone like this just after my day off when I’m all zen just to bring me back to the reality of being a shopgirl.
Keep up the good work at Retail Hell Underground!