Monday, August 18, 2008

What exactly is happening in that wardrobe?!

standing at the Customer Services counter at work
Me: Hi, How can I help you?
20 something male customer: I'm looking for the Chronicles of Narnia.
Me: Sure, did you want the kid's one or the adult one? (referring to the cover art)
TSMC: Um...wait...(whispering)..is the adult one, like, dirty?!?
Me: No, it just has a different cover. (supressing laughter and trying not to pee myself)

Thanks, random guy, for the bright spot of my day!

Friday, August 15, 2008

thisclose

to saying, "fuck it, I don't need this shit".

DO. NOT. TOUCH. ME.

Do not ever sneak up behind me when I'm scanning books on a shelf and in the creepiest way possible squeezy-massage my shoulder to get my attention. Never ever. Even if you are dying or mute. There are plenty of other non-stalker ways to ask a question. You already abuse the products we sell, don't molest the staff. And since I already put up with the handsy manager on a daily basis, the next customer that doesn't respect my personal bubble of space will be knocked upside the head with whichever book I have in my hands. I'm scanning dictionaries next, so watch out.

Hey, New Kid

If you don't stop saying the title of every single book you scan before you put it on the shelf, you aren't going to last very long. Not because of your incompetance, but because it's very hard to deliver good customer service with your mouth stapled shut; it scares the kiddies.