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A Bag Full Of Ignorance

, , , , , , | Working | December 18, 2017

(Out of everyone on our team, there is one man we’re almost certain is willfully ignorant. He moved to the US when he was two years old, and at the time this story took place, he was into his early thirties. In all the thirty-some years he lived in California, he never bothered to learn anything about the culture that surrounded him. It often ended in hilarity like this story. One quiet workday, when there is only a single customer in the store, and I’m chatting with a manager, the ignorant coworker shouts across several aisles:)

Coworker: “HEY, MANAGER! WHAT EXACTLY IS A ‘DOUCHE BAG’?!”

(The manager and I stare at him in shock. He has shouted so loudly the nearby customer literally dropped what she was holding and is staring at us, also shocked.)

Manager: “Err… ah…”

Me: “Are you serious?!”

(We all burst out laughing because we didn’t know how else to handle the embarrassing situation, while the ignorant coworker stood there and was utterly confused as to what was so funny. The manager later had to take the employee to the side and tell him that next time he ought to ask his random questions quietly, when he was on his break.)

You Need To Be Sitting In A Comfortable Chair For This One

, , , , | Right | December 13, 2017

You Need Me: “Thank you for calling [Store]. This is [My Name]. How can I help you?”

Caller: “Yeah, do you have [chair]?” *he then lists of the product code rather quickly before I even have a chance to realize what he’s saying* “—and it’s $375.”

Me: “Um, I’m sorry; I’ll have to look it up. What chair was it?”

(I get a pen and am ready this time when he gives me the item number. After I look it up, I go back to the phone.)

Me: “We have it on our website, but we don’t have it in store. You’d have to order from home online, or we have a computer in our store where you can do it.”

Caller: “Yeah, is that chair comfortable?”

Me: “Um, I don’t know, it depends on the person, really. I’ve never sat in it, so I can’t tell you.”

Caller: “How do I buy it from your store?”

Me: “We have a self-serve computer you can order it from. You need to use a credit card or a Visa debit, though.”

Caller: “What’s a Visa debit?”

Me: “It’s just a debit card that lets you use it as a credit card if you need to. Most people have them these days.”

Caller: “So, can I order it, then?”

Me: “Sure, you can, but you’d have to come into the store, or you’d have to do it yourself from home.”

Caller: “Can I get a black one?”

Me: “Well, the item number you gave me was for a brown chair. I can look it up.” *I check and it only comes in brown* “Sorry, that style only comes in brown.”

Caller: “But I’m looking at a black one.”

Me: “On our website?”

Caller: “Yeah.”

Me: “Because I searched the model, and it only came up with a brown one.”

Caller: “I want a black one.”

Me: “Are you looking at it on your computer right now? And the description says black?”

Caller: “Yeah.”

Me: “Are you on [Website].com or [Website].ca?”

Caller: “[Website].com.”

Me: “That’s the American site, and that might be why it’s in black.”

Caller: “That’s okay; just order it from the States for me.”

Me: “I can’t. And you wouldn’t want to order from our American site, anyway, because it would end up costing more; plus you’d probably have to pay duties on it.”

Customer: “So, can I just tell them I want a black one?”

Me: “No, you can only order what’s on our site, and on our site, we only have it in brown.”

Caller: “Do you have any black chairs in your store?”

Me: “Yes, we have lots of black chairs.”

Caller: “Are they more expensive than this one?”

Me: “Um, there might be a few…” *at this point I’m trying to figure out how to get him off the phone because it’s been almost ten minutes* “But you’d have to come into the store to look at them.”

Caller: “No, no, I can’t come to the store. Just order me the black one. The one from the American site.”

Me: “I can’t; we’re not really connected.”

Caller: “Well, I’m on the Canadian site now, and it’s in black.”

Me: “Okay; order it from there, then.”

Caller:  “Right now?”

Me: “Yes.”

Caller: “How?”

Me: “Click, ‘Add to cart.'”

Caller: “How do you spell that?”

Me: “Don’t type it; click it. Click the button that says, ‘Add to cart.'”

Caller: “Oh, okay. I got you. Thanks!”

If You’re Feeling Guilty, Then That’s On You

, , , , | Right | December 12, 2017

Me: “And would you like to donate to [Local Charity]?”

Customer: “No. Would you like to donate to my wife and me?”

Me: “No.”

Customer: “There, now we’re even. You know, I can’t believe they would make you go through this. It’s not fair that they make you ask for donations.”

Me: *shrugging* “I don’t care if people say no.”

Customer: “Well, then, look at it from my perspective. I’m just trying to buy things that I need, and now you’re soliciting to me!”

Me: “I don’t think it’s a big deal to say no to people, either. It’s just their job to ask, and you shouldn’t have to donate if you don’t want to, and you shouldn’t feel bad for saying no. It’s not a big deal; most people say no.”

Customer: “Well! I guess I’m just old-fashioned.”

The Price Of Questioning

, , | Right | December 7, 2017

(My cashier tells me the customer on the phone is looking for the price of a 100-pack of [Brand] DVD+R discs, so I go write down the price and answer the phone.)

Me: “Thank you for holding. You were waiting for the price on a 100 pack of [Brand] DVD+Rs?”

Customer: *snotty* “No, I was waiting to see if you carry them!”

Me: “Oh, I’m sorry, I misunderstood. Yes, I do carry them and have them in stock.”

Customer: “And how much are they?”

What Price Listening?

, , , , , | Right | November 22, 2017

(I work at an office supply store as a cashier. Since there is a phone next to the register, I am usually the first to answer when it rings. This particular call is on a slow evening.)

Me: “Thank you for calling your downtown [Store]. My name is [My Name]. How can I take care of your business?”

Customer: “Hi! How are you tonight?”

Me: “Well, I’m doing great! What can I do for you?”

Customer: “I was wondering if you could tell me your prices.”

(After a few moments, I realize she’s not going to give me anything specific.)

Me: “Are you looking for something specific, ma’am?”

Customer: “No, just your prices.”

(At this point, I know where this is going. Customers often call with these kinds of questions, and our answer is always the same: We have centers for supplies, furniture, copy, and technology in-store, plus our extensive website. This means there is no way to give a price without any specifics. I try to politely explain this to the customer, who is only getting more frustrated.)

Me: “Ma’am, this is [Store]. We sell crayons for three cents and can order you a thermal transfer machine to make T-Shirt logos. I cannot fathom what kind of estimate to give you!”

Customer: “OH, MY GOD! I DON’T WANT AN ITEM! I JUST WANT YOUR PRICES!”

Me: “On what?”

Customer: “ON A ROUND OF MINI-GOLF! GOD!”

Me: *pause* “Mini-golf, ma’am?”

Customer: “YES!”

Me: “Ma’am… This is [Store].”

Customer: “Oh! Well, why didn’t you just say that?!” *hangs up*