Must. not. murder. customers.
Turns out it's moron day at work today.
Some chick comes into the shop and wants to get her sister's navel pierced. I told her we couldn't do it since the sister isn't 16 and she isn't the legal guardian, making it illegal for us to do. Her and her friends (there were like 5 of them) sit down in the shop and start calling other shops to find out if they'll do it. Come on people. If you want to call our competitors, don't do it in our store. I mean seriously people. This is a piercing studio, not a fucking starbucks. Don't hang out here.
After listening to them get turned down by 3 or 4 shops I told them that they probably won't find someone to do it since (like I told them before) it's illegal in San Jose. She said along the lines of "Yea, but you know" implying that somebody might do it anyway, to which I responded that any place that is willing to disregard the age law is likely to disregard the health and safety requirements as well. She didn't like that and got all up in my face and started yelling about how they were leaving and just because I'm stupid and ugly doesn't mean I can be rude, and that she was going to tell my boss. I told her that was good, that she should go enjoy her crappy piercing and risk of hepatitis and to get out of my shop. Dumb bitch.
A couple hours later, the boss man came into the shop and I told him that he may be getting a complaint later and what had happened. He thought it was funny and that I responded great (as I thought he would), so she can go fuck herself.
Later out landlord at the shop (who is super annoying and won't take our answers for what they are) came in and tried to tell us that we don't answer the phone. After several minutes of
"you don't answer your phone"
"not when it doesn't ring"
"you don't answer your phone"
"yes we do"
"I just called"
"It didn't ring"
he said that he would go outside and call it to prove that we don't answer. He left and two minutes later the phone rings. Sure enough the caller id says that it's him so I pick it up and say "Yes, we answer the phone" to which he mumbles something about how he'll try calling next time he comes by (to see if we answer).
*sigh* Morons.
Some chick comes into the shop and wants to get her sister's navel pierced. I told her we couldn't do it since the sister isn't 16 and she isn't the legal guardian, making it illegal for us to do. Her and her friends (there were like 5 of them) sit down in the shop and start calling other shops to find out if they'll do it. Come on people. If you want to call our competitors, don't do it in our store. I mean seriously people. This is a piercing studio, not a fucking starbucks. Don't hang out here.
After listening to them get turned down by 3 or 4 shops I told them that they probably won't find someone to do it since (like I told them before) it's illegal in San Jose. She said along the lines of "Yea, but you know" implying that somebody might do it anyway, to which I responded that any place that is willing to disregard the age law is likely to disregard the health and safety requirements as well. She didn't like that and got all up in my face and started yelling about how they were leaving and just because I'm stupid and ugly doesn't mean I can be rude, and that she was going to tell my boss. I told her that was good, that she should go enjoy her crappy piercing and risk of hepatitis and to get out of my shop. Dumb bitch.
A couple hours later, the boss man came into the shop and I told him that he may be getting a complaint later and what had happened. He thought it was funny and that I responded great (as I thought he would), so she can go fuck herself.
Later out landlord at the shop (who is super annoying and won't take our answers for what they are) came in and tried to tell us that we don't answer the phone. After several minutes of
"you don't answer your phone"
"not when it doesn't ring"
"you don't answer your phone"
"yes we do"
"I just called"
"It didn't ring"
he said that he would go outside and call it to prove that we don't answer. He left and two minutes later the phone rings. Sure enough the caller id says that it's him so I pick it up and say "Yes, we answer the phone" to which he mumbles something about how he'll try calling next time he comes by (to see if we answer).
*sigh* Morons.