Pet Peeves
Working customer service isn't as bad as I thought it might be. Still, when you have to serve an endless amount of people for hours on end, eventually you acquire some pet peeves.
Peeve: people who reach over the counter and grab their bag of stuff before I a) give it to them, b) put the reciept in it or 3) havent even put all their stupid stuff in it yet.
Peeve: (as I've said before) kids who don't take sales tax into account (bless them)
Peeve: greedies who insist on having lots of big bags. Unfortunately this is why we must charge $1 for additional bags after the one you get free with purchase. Sure, king tut is cool, but why more bags? they just clutter up your house. They're paper. Get over it. (and it's only the ladies who want them)
PEEVE: People who, AFTER I confirm "Out of $20??" and AFTER I have calculated change and can't re-calculate, THEN pull out 2 spare pennies. "Here. I have 2 cents." youre aBOUT to have 2 black eyes.
And non peeves...
non-peeve: People who are kind.
non-peeve: seeing a FABULOUS coif. Today I saw 4. I again drew pictures and again, woe that I can't share them. SO I'll describe:
Fabcoif #1: SUPER MULLET. This sweet lady had a fluffy brushback from the forhead that made a 180 degree arc and fell into chestnut waves about her shoulders. WITH sideburns.
FC #2: The FAUXHAWK DAD. Just what is sounds like, complete with forward-flick chicken-bangs. Come on, you know what I mean. Imagine a rooster. A rooster dad.
FC#3: The JOHNNY BRAVO. I kid you not. Again, no explanation. With sideburns.
FC#4: MULLET-IN-TRAINING. A kid. How can I describe THIS 'do? 'Twas a mulleted base, with shaved sides and long bangs sprouting down over the whole concoction. And by "bangs" I mean bangs on the front, on the sides and the back. A sort of 360 degree IMAX experience, if you will.
These, my friends, are the bright points in my day. I love these people. NON PEEVES.
Peeve: people who reach over the counter and grab their bag of stuff before I a) give it to them, b) put the reciept in it or 3) havent even put all their stupid stuff in it yet.
Peeve: (as I've said before) kids who don't take sales tax into account (bless them)
Peeve: greedies who insist on having lots of big bags. Unfortunately this is why we must charge $1 for additional bags after the one you get free with purchase. Sure, king tut is cool, but why more bags? they just clutter up your house. They're paper. Get over it. (and it's only the ladies who want them)
PEEVE: People who, AFTER I confirm "Out of $20??" and AFTER I have calculated change and can't re-calculate, THEN pull out 2 spare pennies. "Here. I have 2 cents." youre aBOUT to have 2 black eyes.
And non peeves...
non-peeve: People who are kind.
non-peeve: seeing a FABULOUS coif. Today I saw 4. I again drew pictures and again, woe that I can't share them. SO I'll describe:
Fabcoif #1: SUPER MULLET. This sweet lady had a fluffy brushback from the forhead that made a 180 degree arc and fell into chestnut waves about her shoulders. WITH sideburns.
FC #2: The FAUXHAWK DAD. Just what is sounds like, complete with forward-flick chicken-bangs. Come on, you know what I mean. Imagine a rooster. A rooster dad.
FC#3: The JOHNNY BRAVO. I kid you not. Again, no explanation. With sideburns.
FC#4: MULLET-IN-TRAINING. A kid. How can I describe THIS 'do? 'Twas a mulleted base, with shaved sides and long bangs sprouting down over the whole concoction. And by "bangs" I mean bangs on the front, on the sides and the back. A sort of 360 degree IMAX experience, if you will.
These, my friends, are the bright points in my day. I love these people. NON PEEVES.