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The good thing about being in the hospital last year was that it took me away from the August blues.
I am so frustrated at customers, vendors, and even locals. I know I'm not the only one.
When my brother was here last week I moved a haircut appt. It was rescheduled for this morning. I swear she told me 830, but she says it was 8. Well I showed up at 820 and she couldn't do it. She couldn't reschedule again until sept 12. geez. and on top of that she was all pissy. I apologized, she didn't. AND SHE'S THE ONE WHO SAID 830...I SWEAR SHE DID. Well, I'm going to do something nice for her, even though I truly believe it was her fault. But it sure pissed me off.
And this after Jay made me yummy pancakes for breakfast.
Then, I get a call from the trucking company that delivers my boxes, telling me that although they have them, they won't be delivering them til Tuesday. Why even bother to call. She asks me if that's allright. I ask her if it matters. She says no, not really. sigh.
grump. grump sigh.
Then a guy comes to drop off a fedex. I hate drop offs, I don't get paid enough for them. I routinely ask people to please use pre-printed forms, so I ask this guy if he has any, he tells me he does, but didn't use it this time. I ask him if he would please use them next time because that's how we can tell that the account numbers are real. He says, "You're calling me a liar?" GEEZ, get a grip guy! I tell him I am not calling him a liar, but I have been charged for these in the past, and prefer the pre printed forms if possible. They recently removed the FedEx drop box and we're getting more and more of these. 'cost-omers' I try and convert some of them, but they are not always receptive.
grump grump
I am so frustrated at customers, vendors, and even locals. I know I'm not the only one.
When my brother was here last week I moved a haircut appt. It was rescheduled for this morning. I swear she told me 830, but she says it was 8. Well I showed up at 820 and she couldn't do it. She couldn't reschedule again until sept 12. geez. and on top of that she was all pissy. I apologized, she didn't. AND SHE'S THE ONE WHO SAID 830...I SWEAR SHE DID. Well, I'm going to do something nice for her, even though I truly believe it was her fault. But it sure pissed me off.
And this after Jay made me yummy pancakes for breakfast.
Then, I get a call from the trucking company that delivers my boxes, telling me that although they have them, they won't be delivering them til Tuesday. Why even bother to call. She asks me if that's allright. I ask her if it matters. She says no, not really. sigh.
grump. grump sigh.
Then a guy comes to drop off a fedex. I hate drop offs, I don't get paid enough for them. I routinely ask people to please use pre-printed forms, so I ask this guy if he has any, he tells me he does, but didn't use it this time. I ask him if he would please use them next time because that's how we can tell that the account numbers are real. He says, "You're calling me a liar?" GEEZ, get a grip guy! I tell him I am not calling him a liar, but I have been charged for these in the past, and prefer the pre printed forms if possible. They recently removed the FedEx drop box and we're getting more and more of these. 'cost-omers' I try and convert some of them, but they are not always receptive.
grump grump