Christina Vents

Sunday, April 15, 2007

FREE STAB DAY!

I was once again pissed off at work by a customer and came up with this idea. I'm not a violent person. But enough is enough. Can't a person dream? I feel that we should all get a free stab day once in our lives. You can freely stab whom ever you want and for how long you want. I'm being completely serious. Just once in your life. Is that too much to ask for? The person wouldn't necessarily have to die. Come on who's with me on this? If you could who would you stab?

Friday, June 30, 2006

I HATE RETAIL CUSTOMERS (I KNOW YOU ALL AGREE)

(This is taken from my myspace post that I would like to share. A customer pissed me off and it resulted in this blog post).

I don't understand why customers especially retail customers are fucking ridiculous. I can't stand it when they try to tell you how to do your job. I don't fucking go to their fucking place of business and tell them how to work. "Oh, look you all are just standing around." That doesn't look good." "Is there some meeting going on?" Maybe, bitch! Ask your fucking question and move on. You're not my manager! Half the time you answer their questions and you don't give them the answer that they want to hear then you're wrong and they're right. IF YOU ALREADY KNOW THE FUCKING ANSWER TO THE QUESTION THEN DON'T FUCKING ASK THE QUESTION!
They think because they have money they can treat you like anything. I could give a fuck how much money you have or how many blowjobs you gave to get your status. "What?!" "What do you mean you're sold out?!" I have to have those hangers!" "My designer is at the house and my bedroom HAS to be decorated TODAY!" "This is such an inconvenience to the customer!" (Customer continues yelling at me like I went out and planned to stop her from decorating her room by buying all of the hangers).
I'M NOT YOUR DECORATOR. If I was I wouldn't be working here. I'd have my own fucking show on the Discovery Channel decorating homes of the stars making millions of dollars. I could care less if you find that perfect rug that will match your periwinkle walls or that the perfect floor lamp that's retro yet not real modern but somewhat modern and rustic pseudo---(yes someone actually said those words to me when she needed help finding a lamp for her home) First off, what the fuck does that mean?! Second, you know what your house looks like. If you can't decorate it properly then maybe you shouldn't be shopping for it. Third, why would I waste my time decorating your house on retail pay?!

I'M NOT YOUR SLAVE. Yes, I know that I'm black (some people may beg to differ) But don't talk to me like I'm your child or shit that you just stepped in.
Customer-I want this. You're sold out.
Coworker-I can't sell the display. We're getting more in next week.
Customer-I have money.
Coworker-Yeah, and like I said we can't sell our displays.
Customer-I hate this store. You coworkers are incompetent and unhelpful.
(Now customer will yell and scream, stomp his feet, demand to speak with a manager, and cry in a fetal position somewhere in a corner).
I have to laugh. This grown man is demanding to speak to a manager over a plain old cardboard box that he could buy anywhere. He could make it himself. Customers act as if the products we sell are life or death. Like one day this man comes home to find his family is being held hostage. And the gunmen says, "Hey, go to the store and get the ugliest plain old cardboard box and bring it back here by tonight or I will blow your precious little wife's head off!"
Now let's role play. These are the common annoying things customers ask and what I wish that I could say back. Customers will be playing the role of "C" I will be "Me"
C-Every time I shop here I get lost. I hate this store!
Me-Then don't fucking shop here! Have a nice day. (Smile)

C-I want this.
Me-We're sold out. But we're getting more in tomorrow.
C-So, it's not discontinued? You're getting more in?
Me-Isn't that what I just fucking said?! How the hell can it be discontinued if more is coming in tomorrow?
C-What, do you mean you're sold out?! I called here this morning and they told me that you had three shelves left and now you're telling me you don't! I'm pissed!
Me-Yeah, fuck ass that's what I'm saying. I'm pissed as well for you wasting my fucking time. Are you kidding me? It's 4:00PM on a Saturday and you called this morning about three shelves. You didn't maybe think that some other moron came and already bought those stupid three shelves from the time that you called this morning until the time your sorry ass got down here?!

C-I have a question.
(Now there is silence for at least 30sec., customer just looks at you)
Me-Dammit! What's your fucking question?! Was that the question?! Are we playing guess what I'm fucking thinking? What are you waiting for? A fucking sign from God?! Jesus! Ask the damn question!
I HATE RETAIL!!!
Finally Adding a Post



So I have had this blog page sine Feb. 2006 but haven't written any posts because I always use my myspace page. Since my job is now web stalking our myspace pages I think that I should start posting on here.