tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815729.post3854328973038615454..comments2024-03-28T02:55:32.424-04:00Comments on Behind the Counter: Dead registers walkingChris Silkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13856265154447939899noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815729.post-61937713381465060112007-04-26T17:22:00.000-04:002007-04-26T17:22:00.000-04:00Why didn't you pick up that can of beans and hit t...Why didn't you pick up that can of beans and hit that old biddy?Debo Bluehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17870178701012520680noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815729.post-80958365983789476942007-04-24T23:29:00.000-04:002007-04-24T23:29:00.000-04:00Aahhhh, complaints.com-Where anyone can see your e...Aahhhh, complaints.com-Where anyone can see your email address which puts you in a special purgatory of unending spam mail regardless of the validity of your complaint or not. Such as the one featured here:<BR/>http://www.accentkitchenandbath.com/index.html<BR/>and the complainer: ell@accentkitchenandbath.com<BR/>That's funny!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815729.post-89317824528422123922007-04-24T17:53:00.000-04:002007-04-24T17:53:00.000-04:00hahaha. people like this pretty much make my day....hahaha. people like this pretty much make my day. the best thing is when you respond to them with this calm voice, and you nicely point out just how stupid they are.. exactly what your CSM did.<BR/><BR/>those power outages are crazy.. there hasn't been once since i've been a CSM, but i can remember a few from when i was a cashier.Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05014584785246060552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815729.post-22493314951215461712007-04-24T11:53:00.000-04:002007-04-24T11:53:00.000-04:00YOU BETTER GET OUT THERE FAST THOUGH OR I'M GOING ...<I>YOU BETTER GET OUT THERE FAST THOUGH OR I'M GOING TO LEAVE ALL MY STUFF AND I'M NEVER COMING BACK!</I><BR/><BR/>My response to that person:<BR/><BR/>Really? You promise? OH THANK YOU so MUCH! You just made my day.<BR/><BR/>(all while smiling sweetly)<BR/><BR/>I hate working retail. I used to work in the service desk for the Red Bulls-Eye Mass Merchandiser and even there I had some doozies.Nina Suluhhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08616884472638151080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815729.post-37508009721858886522007-04-24T04:09:00.000-04:002007-04-24T04:09:00.000-04:00And this is why I got out of retail.I can't do it ...And this is why I got out of retail.<BR/><BR/>I can't do it anymore. I will leap across the counter, and beat someone to death with some piece of plastic crap they're trying to buy. I don't have that kind of patience and tolerance anymore. Not after having a child of my own, and having that child turn into a teenager.<BR/><BR/>It was bad BEFORE I had a child. I had more patience with idiots then. I used to just give people a rather confused look, much as a dog looks when it hears a high-pitched sound, and then sweetly take care of them, or send them over to a manager.<BR/><BR/>The last retail job I had, at the Blue Home Improvement Warehouse, as opposed to the Orange Home Improvement Depot? I dealt with contractors every.single.day. Jesus H. Roosevelt Christ. I don't have the patience to deal with whiny, arrogant, jerky people all day long.<BR/><BR/>I love reading your blog, but somedays, it just brings back some baaaaad memories!Grumpy Housewifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01120273470955077503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815729.post-13477799599558873022007-04-23T19:52:00.000-04:002007-04-23T19:52:00.000-04:00That fucking moron on complaints.com needs to slit...That fucking moron on complaints.com needs to slit his wrists, then shoot himself & finally,hang himself to make sure he is permanently removed from the gene pool. <I>Read the gd return policy, you fuck nut ass baboon!</I><BR/><BR/>So tired of people acting like the world owes them a great burden of appreciation, all because they were born.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815729.post-62005152958883991172007-04-23T18:00:00.000-04:002007-04-23T18:00:00.000-04:00That idiot on complaints.com must be a walmart cus...That idiot on complaints.com must be a walmart customer. He misspelled 'kept' and said that it was obvious it hadn't been used while also saying it was defective which begs the question "how did he know it was defective?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815729.post-46778662790936380202007-04-23T15:57:00.000-04:002007-04-23T15:57:00.000-04:00Yeesh. Have you ever thought of taking video of th...Yeesh. Have you ever thought of taking video of these 'holes with your cellphone and posting it?<BR/><BR/>Having said that, the manglement ought to put your registers on a UPS.Larry Kollarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08317037795075278427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815729.post-31477997992408181352007-04-23T15:39:00.000-04:002007-04-23T15:39:00.000-04:00The sad thing is that the people who swear they wi...The sad thing is that the people who swear they will never return to your store always do.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815729.post-25028700719655603572007-04-23T14:44:00.000-04:002007-04-23T14:44:00.000-04:00I thought of your blog when I read this item on Co...I thought of your blog when I read this <A HREF="http://www.complaints.com/2007/april/20/__143720.htm" REL="nofollow">item on Complaints.com</A><BR/><BR/>Basically, this guy tries to return an item 5 YEARS later. He thinks its ok because he "has a receipt". <BR/><BR/>It's hilarious what people think is "ok". Five years? Come on.Tylerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18060666024976694087noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815729.post-40182514477156248912007-04-23T13:50:00.000-04:002007-04-23T13:50:00.000-04:00Sweet..holy freaking hell.Seriously. You seem to a...Sweet..holy freaking hell.<BR/><BR/><BR/>Seriously. <BR/><BR/>You seem to attract the most ignorant, selfish, stupid rude obnoxious horrible SCUM of this planet.<BR/><BR/><BR/>I plan to go and live on an oil rig, simply to get away from such people.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815729.post-29817930530249055312007-04-23T11:38:00.000-04:002007-04-23T11:38:00.000-04:00Ah yes. The Power Outage Outrage. What a happy son...Ah yes. The Power Outage Outrage. What a happy song that is. I like the bit where they look at you as if you're insane or perhaps utterly inept when you tell them you can't scan their credit card.<BR/>"It's all to do with this funny little thing called 'electricity' which, at present, we do not seem to have--which is *why* I'm standing here with a flashlight and a calculator trying to ring up your purchase..."Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815729.post-77742537943306061572007-04-22T22:03:00.000-04:002007-04-22T22:03:00.000-04:00Now that is an example of someone who just really ...Now <I>that</I> is an example of someone who just really needs to yell. She'd have probably been angrier if the girl <I>had</I> been able to fix her problem immediately, 'cause it would take the steam right out of her.Songbirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15806933092323327723noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815729.post-34557671895852134882007-04-22T21:21:00.000-04:002007-04-22T21:21:00.000-04:00The above post should have read "I can just pictur...The above post should have read "I can just picture that nut doing something like that."Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00547648198382116917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6815729.post-89516364457796934502007-04-22T21:20:00.000-04:002007-04-22T21:20:00.000-04:00And the woman reaches around the old woman, picks ...<I>And the woman reaches around the old woman, picks up a can of beans that been left on the counter and starts imitating the cashier. "THIS IS WHAT THE GIRL LOOKS LIKE. ARE YOU TELLING ME THAT SHE CAN'T SCAN ANY FASTER?</I><BR/><BR/>Omigod, this is funny. I can just that nut doing something like that. Thank you for making me laugh. I really needed it after the hellish weekend I've had.Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00547648198382116917noreply@blogger.com