Aisle Always Need Directions, Part 4
(I’m stacking shelves next to the chip display when this happens. Note: The display is very large thus hard to miss.)
Customer: “Hi, I was wondering if you could help me?”
Me: “Of course. What can I do for you, ma’am?”
Customer: “I was wondering what aisle the chips are in?”
(I’m a little stunned, as she is standing right next to them.)
Me: “Um, just right there.” *points to chips*
Customer: “No! I asked what AISLE they were in.”
Me: “Um, ma’am you’re standing right—”
Customer: “FOR F***’S SAKE! CAN YOU PLEASE JUST TELL ME WHAT AISLE THE CHIPS ARE IN?”
Me: “A-Aisle 7.”
Customer: “Thank you! Now was it really that hard?”
(The customer arrives back at the display a few minutes later.)
Customer: *grabs chips* “You could have f***ing told me I was standing right f***ing next to them! HONESTLY! What is this world coming to?!”
Me: *speechless*
