Ah, basic jobs.
I've been working as an auto parts employee at Canadian Tire since March, and of course there have been a large amount of stories involving stupid customers.
The one thing I hate the most is when they ask "do you know much about ____?"
Because, if you say "nope" then it's basically rejecting them and you can get in shit for that. If you say "yes" then they expect you to be the world's leading expert on car wax or something. It's a minor detail but it infuriates me.
It's also funny when they're looking for a very specific car part (say, the distributor cap) and the conversation goes something like:
"Hey there, what's going on?"
"Ahhh, uhh, I need the.... *consults piece of paper* .... ahhh dis...TRIB...ter cap for my car."
"A distributor cap?"
"Yeah, I think so."
"Okay, what kind of car is it?"
"Pardon me?"
"What kind of car is it...?"
"Oh, like, a green one."
"... do you know the year?"
"...No?"
"The make? The model?"
"Ah hold on let me call someone."
Arg.
Then you get the angry people.
And of course the bitter old ladies. They're my favourite.
I recall one time we were about half an hour until close with a line up of about eight people and two people working on the desk. Most customers aren't idiots and use the take-a-number system fairly well. Anyway, this particular line up of people was particularily hectic. I was just in the middle of serving some guy when this frail old hag buts in, numberless, and demands to know: "IS THIS WHERE YOU GET GEE PEE ESS?"
Though taken aback by her sudden interjection, I simply recited what I usually recite when some impatient fool butts in as such: "Ma'am, I'm helping this gentleman right now, if you'd take a number we'll help as soon as possible."
" I JUST WANNA KNOW IF THIS IS WHERE YOU GET GEE PEE ESS!"
Now, we sell GPS systems for your car, yes. But there's also general GPS systems that you can get down in Sports and possibly one in Hardware. I asked her if she needed the auto one, or a handheld one hurriedly, as to try and balance her question and not piss off the current customer who had suddenly been shunned.
Being an old impatient hag, she was not satisfied with the fact that she had to differentiate between what sort of GPS system she wanted before I gave her a definitive answer. She squawked something else about GEE PEE ESS and started to get angry. At this point I repeated my first statement and made a point to help the guy whose turn it was.
He and I exchanged a knowning look.
So as I went out back the get his alternator belt or whatever it was. She stormed off 13 feet to customer service, who had no lineup and asked poor Melissa the same GEE PEE ESS question. Melissa, who had more resources at her disposal than the flooded auto parts, called auto parts to see if we could help.
Guess who had the portable phone?
Bleepa Bleepa!
"Auto parts. " *as I am juggling products and trying to ring someone through our cash*
"Hey uh, a customer wants to know if you guys have GEE PEE ESS."
"Possibly. Is it for the car, or the portable handheld or what?"
"I don't know, hold on...
... she says it's for the car."
"Oh, then yes we do. She'll have to take a number though."
So the hag comes back, gets a number, and waits.
As luck would have it, I called her number.
She says: "I'll wait to be served by someone else, thank you very much!" as bitchily as possible. Happy with this, I continue on. As it turned out, the other person was busy for about 15 more minutes and she waited for a good twenty. I felt justice was served.
At 10/30/06 11:14 PM, Jack-Of-Hearts wrote:
please post more they are funny like why is my orange soda always flatter than paris hilton?
As far as I know, the Orange drink at McD's isn't supposed to be carbonated.