I'm writing this as I hide in the bathroom of my job. Hide isn't the best word, but its the only one that really suits the emotion behind the action. I just needed a breather. My nerves are shot and patience is wearing thin. So I decided I would release all of that here. These are some of the things that piss me off when dealing with customers.
"What's the difference?"
Now that may seem like an innocent question because it is. It becomes annoying when its asked after I ask them if they would like a single or a double cheeseburger. Uhh hello, this is not rocket science. How did you pass pre-school if you don't know the difference between one or two. But that's not the best one.
People ask me what's the difference when I ask if they want raw onions or cooked onions. The difference is in the adjectives. Cooked or raw, you dipshits. They say reading is fundamental. I say listening is the key to common sense.
Sliding your money to me, instead of handing it to me.
This has angered me since working at a grocery store in high school. Unless you have a baby in your arms, hand me your damn money. That makes me feel like you think I have some disease you're not trying to catch. Now, I know in foreign countries its disrespectful to hand money to a cashier. So foreigners get a pass. But Americans, you need to step your level of respect up. I'll put it like this, you want me to place your change in your hands, right? Well, turnabout is fair play.
"Do you sell pizza?"
The name on the door is Five Guys: Burgers and Fries. You have to pass two doors with the name on it. So that means you have received the answer to that question twice before you get to me and ask that stupid stuff. There are signs all over that say all beef and things of that nature. So pay attention, please.
Alright, I need to go back to work. I'm signing off until next time.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
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