Unfiltered Story #288359
(I work at a gun store and indoor range, family-owned, and was reminded today why it’s the best retail job in the world. Receptionist #1, a Southern-born woman who takes no nonsense from anyone, comes into the back office while several of us happen to be there for various things, including two supervisors. She’s holding a new handgun case and a firearm sales packet, which contains all of a customer’s personal contact information, and she is not happy.)
Receptionist #1: “This little…” *holds up the packet* “This man just yelled at [Receptionist #2] on the phone about something I already left him a message about a week ago, and I have been trying to call him back for the last ten minutes to tell him that you do NOT aggress at our people. Listen.”
(She takes out her store phone, dials the customer’s number, and there’s instantly a busy tone over the speaker.)
Receptionist #1: “He JUST hung up with [Receptionist #2], and now his line is busy for ten minutes straight? Nuh-uh. No. I don’t buy it. I’m just going to keep calling until I get through to him. I don’t care.”
Supervisor #1: *previously distracted* “Wait, he yelled at [Receptionist #2]?”
(Receptionist #2 is a sweet girl and new, including to the firearm industry in general, and she’s still learning the job. She’s understandably not very assertive with customers yet. It may be worth noting that few people are stupid/brave enough to behave rudely in person in a gun store. It’s almost always over the phone.)
Receptionist #1: “Apparently he was screaming. It’s like, what do you not understand about a NATION-WIDE ammo shortage? So I am just going to keep these-” *indicates the gun case and sales packet* “-in the back, so I can keep trying to call him, because that is not okay. You do NOT aggress at US, SIR.”
(The sales packet shows that it was an online order and that the man hasn’t come in yet to do his firearm background check. As I’m one of the people who works on conducting background checks and releasing firearms to their owners – major ordeals in California – she’s basically telling us at sales and the supervisors that he will have to go through her before he can even start the process of acquiring his new firearm, which cost him hundreds of dollars upfront, plus over $100 more in state fees and our current, non-refundable handling fees. We are to refuse him further service until we’ve taken him to task for mistreating our workers.)
Supervisor #1: “Okay.”
Me: “Man, why don’t I ever get these calls? I’ve been WAITING for it! I’m SO ready to deal with these people!”
Supervisor #2: “Put them in their place?”
Me: *excited* “YES!”
(Everyone laughs.)
Receptionist #1: “Come work at reception. You’ll get them all the time.”
Me: “Too bad for them. This isn’t Walmart. We don’t put up with that here.”
Receptionist #1: “Exactly!”
(A short while later, I’m back at the sales counter with two of our managers, doing more background checks, when Receptionist #2 comes by to ask about some paperwork.)
Me: *before she leaves* “Hey, [Receptionist #2], if you ever get a mean call and [Receptionist #1] isn’t there, you can bring it to me, okay? I’ll handle it.”
Receptionist #2: *surprised* “Oh, okay.”
Manager #1: *looks up* “Mean call?”
Me: “Yeah.”
Manager #1: “Oh, or just hang up on them.”
Me: “Or that!”
Receptionist #2: *looks back at him like she’s not sure if he’s joking*
Manager #1: “I’d be okay with it.”
(Manager #2, still filling out forms, just smiles and nods without looking up. Outside Californian government stupidity, I love my job. I’m sure it won’t be long before Receptionist #2 sheds her corporate culture conditioning and learns to embrace the power of “No.”)