It's a day that I'll never miss
Well, this is a day I'm glad has come to an end...jeebus.
Opening this morning being in a completely different store was not fun. And ta boot, no one was courteous enough to leave me with a note to let me know which freakin' breakers to switch to get lights on. I had to phone Terry for that one.
It's...really small too. Quite cramped. Get more than 3 people in there at a time and it's damn near impossible to move. We also sacrificed our Sega and PC games to the gaming gods it seems. They're nowhere to be found. I assume they went to another location or something. Sacrificed a cabinet too. Alas, she didn't survive the move. Poor Bessie...or something.
So yeah, anyhoo, no note telling me where anything is either. I had to spelunk through the backroom (which I have dubbed "the closet" since it's the size of one...or like, a third of my bedroom closet). Plus no phone or debit/credit card machine. The computer wasn't hooked up, the buffer was shoved in the closet without being plugged in. The LCD TV was laying face down on a pile of discs...
All in all? Utter, feckin' chaos.
Then I get the most annoying customer who wouldn't listen to a fuckin' word I said. He brings me the case to the game and is like: "Show me the disc, I don't want to even touch this if it's scratched." And more, but I tuned it out and bitched under my breath in the closet where we've apparently stored the discs after all. So I get the disc for the oh so "patient" individual, it apparently passes his thorough scrutiny, and I ring it through, give him the little "we don't do cash refunds" deal, only exchange and store credit and only within 7 days with the receipt. Meanwhile he cuts me off and goes "Yeah yeah, blah blah blah I live out of town blah blah..."
Sure enough, asshat phones later on, Chris picks up and deals with him. Fucktard claims I never gave him the speech, how would he know about our policy? It's not on the recepit... (Receipt by the way, clearly states "Exchange Only"). Anyhoo, I left after clearing up with Chris that the guy's just a douchebag, which he figured.
Then it was off to the oh so relaxing task of driver's ed.
*headdesk xEleventy Billion*
Yeah, it was a rough start, but by the end of it, it was actually kinda relaxing. Then I pulled in nice and straight into the driveway (read: crooked), and who should pull up behind me but my Brother-in-law. XD I was expecting much teasing, but received none, which was nice.
Then to top it all off...I think I'm getting yet another cold. >.> My throat's got that weird kinda sore kinda not feeling.
But on the plus side, my Mummy bought "Sweeney Todd" for me today! *loves*
Opening this morning being in a completely different store was not fun. And ta boot, no one was courteous enough to leave me with a note to let me know which freakin' breakers to switch to get lights on. I had to phone Terry for that one.
It's...really small too. Quite cramped. Get more than 3 people in there at a time and it's damn near impossible to move. We also sacrificed our Sega and PC games to the gaming gods it seems. They're nowhere to be found. I assume they went to another location or something. Sacrificed a cabinet too. Alas, she didn't survive the move. Poor Bessie...or something.
So yeah, anyhoo, no note telling me where anything is either. I had to spelunk through the backroom (which I have dubbed "the closet" since it's the size of one...or like, a third of my bedroom closet). Plus no phone or debit/credit card machine. The computer wasn't hooked up, the buffer was shoved in the closet without being plugged in. The LCD TV was laying face down on a pile of discs...
All in all? Utter, feckin' chaos.
Then I get the most annoying customer who wouldn't listen to a fuckin' word I said. He brings me the case to the game and is like: "Show me the disc, I don't want to even touch this if it's scratched." And more, but I tuned it out and bitched under my breath in the closet where we've apparently stored the discs after all. So I get the disc for the oh so "patient" individual, it apparently passes his thorough scrutiny, and I ring it through, give him the little "we don't do cash refunds" deal, only exchange and store credit and only within 7 days with the receipt. Meanwhile he cuts me off and goes "Yeah yeah, blah blah blah I live out of town blah blah..."
Sure enough, asshat phones later on, Chris picks up and deals with him. Fucktard claims I never gave him the speech, how would he know about our policy? It's not on the recepit... (Receipt by the way, clearly states "Exchange Only"). Anyhoo, I left after clearing up with Chris that the guy's just a douchebag, which he figured.
Then it was off to the oh so relaxing task of driver's ed.
*headdesk xEleventy Billion*
Yeah, it was a rough start, but by the end of it, it was actually kinda relaxing. Then I pulled in nice and straight into the driveway (read: crooked), and who should pull up behind me but my Brother-in-law. XD I was expecting much teasing, but received none, which was nice.
Then to top it all off...I think I'm getting yet another cold. >.> My throat's got that weird kinda sore kinda not feeling.
But on the plus side, my Mummy bought "Sweeney Todd" for me today! *loves*