K, sober now, and wide awake, so I HAVE to tell you all this story.
I took my kiddo to get some new GameBoy games today. He takes about 30 mintues to look through all the games, changing his mind over and over, and basically being a pain in MY butt. But this girl at the game store, the whole time she kept giving us dirty looks!
It's not like she had to do anything, the case was sealed, he was looking through the glass and he was being very polite about it actually, getting out of the way when other people wanted to look too.
Anyway, he makes his descision, and says to the girl "excuse me, can you open this for me?" So she gives this look like "ugh, I have to get up now?" and comes over to the case, opens it and walks away! Then my kiddo says (still being polite) "Excuse me, can I have these two games?" She comes back, and pulls them out, rings us up and we leave.
Well, I was sort of flustered with her attitude and I jsut wanted to get out of the store after waiting forever for him to pick his games, that I never even paid attention to the fact that the charge amount didn't add up to what the sticker price was. And when we got home he popped the games in and one of them didn't even work! So...Right back we go.
I didn't see the girl there but I talked to a guy at the counter and said "Hi, we were jsut here and bought these two games, I think I was over charged on this one, and the other one doesn't work. Can we fix that and exchange the broken one?"
The guy says sure, go pick one out of the case, he's going to get the girl who rang us up.
Then I hear this. "Whatever! The sticker on the back has the correct price and that's the one I rang up, tell the cow and her brat that's the correct price!"
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Nope. I don't fckng think so. So she comes out of the back and shoots me this half smile, half sneer. I march up to her and say this:
"Hey. Yah, I could hear you. The whole thing. Yes. And I just want you to know I understand. I understand that you are cooped up in this box all day long working for 8 something an hour. I understand that you're not happy with your own appearance or are suffereing from some sort of self esteem issue. I get it. And I even understand that my cheery presence forces you to smile when you want to be pissed and that might drive you crazy. Sure. But don't you call my kid a brat, or so help me I will get your ass fired in a heart beat. Could you ring us up now please?"![]()
AHHHHH! I felt like I was that one scene out of Pretty Woman! Hehehehe. We leave and my kiddo says "mom, were you mean to her?" Nope, I don't think so hun, I was just honest.
The other clerk, the guy, did apologize and took 10% off the second game my kiddo picked out. But the look of total shock on that wench's face was worth it.



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