I really hate it when I go someplace and the employees are dumb as a brick or don’t/won’t listen. (If you follow this blog, you’ll see this is going to be a recurring theme around here.)
Here’s some of today’s fun and joy.
At a convenience store today my total came to $5.62. As I handed her the money I said, “Here’s .12, let me get you $6.” Big huge mistake on my part. Giant. She simply needed to plug the numbers into the register to get the elusive answer, but she let her head get in the way.
I’m not kidding. This woman rambled at me for a few seconds that the change needed was .62, not .12. Do these people not listen in 1st grade, 2nd grade, 3rd, 4th,…?
Of course this was a great oppurtunity not to be wasted. Maybe I can make her head blow up. I explained to her that I’d rather have 2 quarters instead of 2 nickles and 2 pennies. Yes, I gave her two nickles so that really must have screwed her brain up.
Eventually the dimmest candle on the cake punched the numbers into the machine, handed me my two quarters, then forgot to say thank you.
Later I was starving so it was time to eat and we were in a hurry so we just grabbed some of that fast food that’s oh-so-good-for-you. I see my order on the screen and it clearly says, “No O”. I don’t like onions on my burgers.
You know what’s coming next don’t you? My sandwich wrapper had the “No O” tag on it, but damn skippy if my sandwich didn’t have onions on it. Now WTF is that about? The assembly line worker saw the tag, put the tag on the container, but still put the damn onions on the burger.
I know assembling a burger is a difficult job, it was my first after all, but come on. It’s not like I asked something to, God forbid, be ADDED. I wanted something left off. It’s easier and faster than making a regular standard burger and the zombie still goofed it up.
Our next stop of the day was Target at Hilltop. I like Target. It’s clean and has good prices, what else do you need? How about clerks that listen. I really shouldn’t single Target out because this problem is pervasive throughout society and we all see it everyday. (Oh yeah, that could make a great article all by itself!)
Clerks are basically given a script of things they must say and/or ask each and every customer. I understand that and have no problem with it, but these automated baggers need to open their ears. Just a little would be nice.
“Did you find everything you were looking for?”
“No, I was looking for a widget in blue.”
“Would you like to save 10% by applying for a CC today?”
“Cash or credit.”
“I already swiped the card.”
“Have a nice day.”
Well heck, at least we got a “nice day” out of it.