Let the rain begin! Actually, Lily woke me up around 0300 to go potty outside and the drizzling had already started. Showers and soaking rains are supposed to continue through Tuesday. The daily high temp is supposed to crest in the low 70s (F). Autumn is arriving.
My neighbor was back yesterday with her daughter, and her brothers-in-law. There was some hammer banging (not much), so I suppose they were fixing the attic stairs so a potential buyer can actually go up to the attic. I had talked to her on the phone, and she said there was water damage, they thought the leak might be around the dormer. She and her husband bought the place in 1985 and have not replaced the roof, so there are probably several leaks the new owner will need to contend with. The house is still filled with furniture. Her daughter told me that in about 2 weeks they were going to have a walk through 'yard sale' hoping to clear some of it out. They are so naive.
Sometimes I rail against our customers. Usually, when I do so, there is just cause. By the same token, we have associates who, for some unknown reason, enable these asshole customers. Take yesterday. I went up to the Service Desk to get our returns and found someone had returned 2 white shelf brackets. However, these brackets were no longer white, they had yellowed with both age and possible cigarette smoke. That irritated me. They were evidently past the return date. But what truly pissed me of was the screw. Can you see it? That's how it was returned, with the screw still in it. What the hell is wrong with people? This customer definitely wanted to screw us over. And the clerk who took this return had no problem being screwed.
What a well written post! The whole thing made me smile--especially the part about Miss Lindsay!
ReplyDeleteThanks, I love bashing Lindsey.
DeleteMy sister worked on the customer service desk of a large supermarket many years ago. It used to drive her INSANE when people asked for refunds like that one above. She had one lady bought a whole, family size box of chocolates back with just two left and said they were off - she HAD to reimburse her. Another older chap used to come in pretty much every week and say he'd left a pound of cheese at the check-out after paying for it - so they'd replace it EVERY DAMN WEEK! She cottoned on though and every time she saw him she'd run over and say "hallo Mr. X, just here to check you haven't forgotten anything this week. We wouldn't want that would we?" Even management got a giggle out of that one!
ReplyDeleteI'm not nearly diplomatic enough to work at the Service Desk.
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