
Are you kidding me? I go out in the freezing cold weather, to buy a gift for someone, …I have to walk a damn mile from my car to the store, shake myself silly just to warm up…find what I’m looking for, ON MY OWN, because there’s no saleperson on the floor to HELP me?..and then the insult gets added to the injury, when I’m waiting in line to PAY for my stuff. We know the ‘register girl’ is gonna be slow as anything??… but what I’m NOT prepared for, is that when it’s finally my turn, to pay her with my money, her phone rings, and she takes that call, instead of taking care of ME. The one that’s been abused by the elements, and the store, and the lack of customer service! She’d rather help a customer that phoned in, with a question.
NO! I’m sorry, I meant, ‘No-wuh?’ Not on MY watch??? I put my finger on that disconnect button faster than you could say, “watch me now!” She looked at me like I had two heads. I said to her, “I braved the storm to come see you personally. So darlin? I come first.”
I think she gets it now. Either she gets it, or she thinks I’m an escapee from an asylum? Who cares.
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