Weird things happen at Macy's sometimes.
I had a customer tonight who wanted to order a pair of shoes from another store. Not a big deal, I do it all the time. So I call the other store. The Inter-Store Phone Ordering etiquette is to say something basically like this: "Hi, my name's Whatever, and I'm calling from the store in This City/State. I have a customer here who's wanting some shoes, and Search and Send says you guys have This Many Pairs. Could you please check and see if you still have them?" So that's what I did.
Now, the store I called only had one pair of these shoes left. Which most of the time means that's it's a lost cause, because the inventory is only updated on the computers every two or three days. So when I told the guy my computer was telling me he had one left, I made sure to add, "And I know it's a long shot, buuuuuut..." And his reply? "Jesus, West Virginia, why ya gotta make things so difficult?"
Um, wut? I really wanted to say, "Jesus, Cincinnati, why ya gotta be such a douche?" but before I could say anything, he added, "...says the guy from A Town About An Hour Away From My Macy's." So we had a nice little laugh together at how small the world was. Then he rung up the shoes on his end and the customer paid for them. But after he was gone, he said, "I'm actually coming home next week. I just recently moved up here, and I miss home really bad. I think I'll have to come up to Macy's and make your life as difficult as you have made mine."
So I said, "Well, I'll just have to make sure not to be here so I can spoil your well-thought-out plans for revenge."
"I'll be there on Saturday."
"Shoot. I work Saturday. I'll just come down with a sudden illness by then."
He had a witty reply that I can't remember at the moment because I'm tired. But we hung up soon after, and it wasn't until our resident gayer-than-gay Suits guy said something that I realized I had basically been flirting. With some guy I've never met. Over the phone. IN FRONT OF A CUSTOMER.
So now Caitlin feels bad, not only because it was a horribly unprofessional thing to do, but also because I'm a very clumsy flirt (which is the reason I don't do it that often) and my customer had to witness that train wreck. Ugh. -_-"
Now, the store I called only had one pair of these shoes left. Which most of the time means that's it's a lost cause, because the inventory is only updated on the computers every two or three days. So when I told the guy my computer was telling me he had one left, I made sure to add, "And I know it's a long shot, buuuuuut..." And his reply? "Jesus, West Virginia, why ya gotta make things so difficult?"
Um, wut? I really wanted to say, "Jesus, Cincinnati, why ya gotta be such a douche?" but before I could say anything, he added, "...says the guy from A Town About An Hour Away From My Macy's." So we had a nice little laugh together at how small the world was. Then he rung up the shoes on his end and the customer paid for them. But after he was gone, he said, "I'm actually coming home next week. I just recently moved up here, and I miss home really bad. I think I'll have to come up to Macy's and make your life as difficult as you have made mine."
So I said, "Well, I'll just have to make sure not to be here so I can spoil your well-thought-out plans for revenge."
"I'll be there on Saturday."
"Shoot. I work Saturday. I'll just come down with a sudden illness by then."
He had a witty reply that I can't remember at the moment because I'm tired. But we hung up soon after, and it wasn't until our resident gayer-than-gay Suits guy said something that I realized I had basically been flirting. With some guy I've never met. Over the phone. IN FRONT OF A CUSTOMER.
So now Caitlin feels bad, not only because it was a horribly unprofessional thing to do, but also because I'm a very clumsy flirt (which is the reason I don't do it that often) and my customer had to witness that train wreck. Ugh. -_-"